“Martha? Who are you, my mother?” Spinning around to look at him, “I have been trying to talk to you for weeks! Don’t you see it, the way she looks at you? The nasty shit she says to me?” She paused, taking a deep breath. “This has been a real experience for me, but – but I will not let that woman talk to me like I’m a piece of crap! And you...you’re my husband, and you let it happen!” shaking her head, “I’m gone, baby. You got what you needed from me, for Vargas, for your reputation. You don’t need me anymore, so…bye! Have fun!”
She grabbed the heavy suitcases off the bed and rolled them out the door and into the hall. Her head was pounding and she just wanted to get out of there. But there was no way she would be able to drag both suitcases downstairs. She didn’t even want to try, especially with Ellie standing there, staring at her. The Bitch had her arms folded and the normal bitchy scowl on her face. Marti knew she had to do this as gracefully as possible. She wasn’t going to be the girl they called ‘crazy bitch’ when she was gone.
Taking a deep breath she called out, “Jimmy, can you pull the car around and grab these bags? I need to get to the airport!” Tears welled up in her eyes; she sniffed and quickly composed herself. No one was going to see her cry. Especially the Bitch.
“No, Jimmy, we don’t need the car, you are not taking my wife anywhere.” Nick was right behind her. He quickly moved in front of her to block the hall so she couldn’t get away. “Princesa, don’t be silly. We need to talk about this.”
Her voice quivered, “Oh, now I'm silly? I’m fucking silly? Well, apparently we have nothing else to talk about. I think your secretary or assistant or whatever the fuck she is, is waiting on you. Weren’t y’all busy with work or something?” She snapped.
He reached his hand to her face, gently holding her chin between his finger and thumb. Her heart was racing and the warmth of his hands made her whole body shiver. He looked down into her teary eyes. “I don’t care about that.” he whispered, “I care about you...” He nodded to Jimmy to leave.
“Screw you! Nick, you had your chance and you fucked it up!” She pushed his hand away and quickly turned to the driver, “Jimmy, take these bags, please. I need to get to the airport.”
Jimmy stopped, “Yes, ma’am. I’m right here,” Nick motioned for Jimmy to put the bags back into their room.
Nick slid his hand behind her neck and the other around her waist pulling her into him, pressing his lips to hers. His hair fell across his brow. Fuck! She closed her lips tight and tried to squirm away. “Princesa, I love you.”
Trying to work her way out of the ‘Marti’s gone bat-shit crazy scene’, she burst into tears, more for dramatic effect than any real heartbreak. Marti could cry her way out of anything. She knew he’d turn to mush the second she let the tears fall. Softened him up like a wet noodle. Every single time. And now was as good a time as ever for her to burst into tears so she wouldn't have to talk to him, coherently or rationally, anyway.
He loosened his grip on her.”What’s wrong? What happened? Marti? Where is all this coming from?” Sobbing, she glanced at Ellie who was standing in the doorway of her office downstairs, then back at Nick. Marti wasn’t sure she wanted him home alone with The Bitch. Dabbing her tears with his shirt, “I'm sorry, honey, I don't know what got into me...” she sniffled. “I’m so sorry...”
“Aye, Princesa,” stroking her hair, pulling her head into his chest. She inhaled his musky man scent. Why does he always have to smell so fuckin’ good? “We are almost finished. A driver picked up the wrong load and there’s going to be recalls and I need to take care of this as quickly as possible or it will cost us millions. Please, hija, give me twenty minutes to take care of this and I will be here, by your side, te lo prometo, I promise.”
Marti sobbed a little more and nodded her head. “M - m - millions?” she sniffed. “Okay, honey, I’m sorry.” He bent down, kissed her forehead and walked down the stairs, turning back, smiling at her. He blew her a kiss. Marti knew she was high maintenance, but this Ellie bitch really got to her. And she just wanted to go home.
My God, he’ll never let me leave. Shit, what to do? What to do? I’ve got to go. I can’t live this lie anymore. She turned back into the bedroom and opened her suitcase, quickly stuffing everything she could into an overnight bag, hiding it behind the chair in the corner. She could see her heart pounding through her sweater. Her mind raced out of control. Could she really leave? Why doesn’t she just tell him? She barely knows him. This was a major fuck up. What would people think? What if it never changes? What if it does change? FUCK!!!!
All she knew was that the girl she used to be was dying inside and she wasn’t quite ready for that. After all, she was young, beautiful and had her whole life ahead of her. No matter that her husband was the owner of a multi-million dollar shipping and freight company. But Marti was raised in a small town where family was more important than fame and money wasn’t everything.
She jumped into the hot shower, letting the water course over her body. It was warm and relaxing. Soaping up the pouf with a yummy vanilla scent, she stretched out her arm and started to wash. She lifted her hand and looked at the ring on her finger. It was huge, a glistening, sparkly rock on her small hand. Her thoughts started racing again. “Stop! Stop!” she buried her face into her hands and sobbed. This was starting to be way too much for this country girl.
A few minutes later, and true to his word, he appeared in the doorway of their bedroom just as Marti finished applying her fav peach lipstick and pinning up her curly wet hair. She glanced up at him from her vanity with her big green eyes and a sultry smile formed on her pouty lips. She looked amazing and she knew it…makeup can do wonders for turtle eyes and dark circles. Nothing like the hot mess she was just minutes earlier.
He knelt down beside her, slid his hand across her thigh and looked straight into her eyes. “Preciosa, I’m sorry for what happened today, you are right, Ellie should never talk to you like that. You are my wife and she will respect you as my wife. It all happened so quickly, I was...uhh...shocked. Shocked and appalled, I didn’t know what to say,” he hesitated a moment and went on. “I have already spoken to her and it will not happen again. No one, and I mean no one in this world will speak to my wife like that. Especially in my house.” He snaked his arm up under her cami and around her waist, teasing her back with his fingers. He leaned in to kiss her. Chills ran through her body. She loved his tender touch, but she desperately needed to control her emotions.
Her body stiffened as she sat up straight and started to speak. “Alrighty, then.” His hand snaked its way up her camisole, fondling her breast. She grabbed his arm and pulled it away. “It had better not happen again, because if it does, and you find her laid out on the floor unconscious, don’t be pissed at me, I'm giving you fair warning about that bitch. And if she does say something and you don't stick up for me...we’re done. I won’t put up with any more of her shit, I’ve had enough.”
“Okay, Princesa, whatever you want, whatever you need, you got it.” He slid his hand up her camisole again. She moaned, “Nick...” he did this to her every time, “Nick,” she choked out the word. “We’re fighting here, stop....you answer everything with se - ” as he toyed with her breast, bouncing it and then rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her body trembled as a small whimper escaped her lips. She reached over, cupping his cheeks, pulling his face to her and slid her tongue between his lips. His hot breath gave her the chills and she parted her legs just a bit, wanting to feel his strong hands all over her. He moved one hand between her thighs, finding her panty-covered pearl hidden between the folds of her velvet lips. He stroked her sex through the silky wetness, leaning his face into her neck. He knew just the right spot to nuzzle and plant his kisses. “Oh, God, Nick.” She trembled; this wasn’t supposed to happen, not now, not tonight...
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