Her face was soft and void of any makeup, revealing her innocence. Her nose had a slight reddish tint. When she bit at her bottom lip, still swollen from their kisses, it took Arturo’s breath away. “What are we?” she whispered. He was relieved when she did not move away from him as he approached her. He stood close in front of her, looking down into the beauty of her features. “We never speak of us, and even now I have no definition.” His hand curved at her neck and she closed her eyes. “No,” he pleaded. “Don’t hide your eyes from me. See me. See this man that worships you. We are one.” He kissed her gently and then turned his lips to her ear. His breath was heavy as he spoke. His words were magical. “What is more than dominance, control, rope, submission, devotion?” She searched the dark lights of his eyes. “You are,” he said looking into hers and holding her face with both hands, “love is.” “What are you saying?” she whispered. His foreign words were so enchanting. “I’m saying that. They both told me they were much more worried about you than me. Dad said that you were the best guy that I could have hoped to marry, and that I had flushed 20 years of happiness straight down the toilet. I think he wants to disown me. “Mother is disappointed in me, but she urged me – and you – to try our best to move on. She knows it will take a long time to heal the hurt I have caused you. However, she told me that, when she broke her leg a couple of years ago, she was surprised that the doctors made her begin rehabilitation the next day. She advises us to act quickly if we want to heal quickly.” Just then, the waiter came with our drinks. Annie smiled weakly and took a sip of her negroni, as if it would provide some needed courage. Annie then said: “Mother and I talked a lot about our marriage and what makes you happy. She told me the only way I could win you back was to truly dedicate my life to making things better. I don’t need to work; we already have more money than we can.
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