A Forbidden Desire.

Six

✨Damian✨

I drove back to my house later in the day, after I met with Enzo and Andrea, and after hitting the bottom rock with nothing, we decided to go back home. I had already eaten, so I went straight to my room.

Marina was seated on her dressing table doing her face for the night, I took a shower and also prepared myself to go to bed.

"Marina, do you have a sec I want us to talk about something," I said, sitting at the edge of the bed.
"Is it important? Can it wait?" She asked not turning her face from the mirror.
"Yes it is, it's about our marriage," I said.
"And what about it?" She asked.
What about it? I cannot be the only person seeing the troubles our marriage is going through. I thought.
"What do you mean Marina, haven't you felt that our marriage is breaking?" I said trying to keep calm. I would not want my anger to get the better of me and walk out before I even talk with her.
"No, it's perfect." She said, still facing the mirror and doing whatever she was doing.
"Perfect in what way? Marina we are always arguing, we have never been intimate with each other, and on your side, you are not even committed to making our marriage work." I said.
"Our marriage is working, and it's strong, many women out there want you but you are here with me. Damian, arguments are always there in a relationship." She said.
Hell, I understood that arguments are always there, but not every day, and not being able to find a solution to those arguments.
"Then why are we not having sex or being intimate, if our marriage is perfect and strong?" I asked.
"I do not know, I just do not have time for that Damian, I also do not have time for kids." She said. I was surprised, she has never mentioned anything to do with not wanting kids.
"Why didn't you say you do not want kids, Marina," I asked, standing up from where I had sat. She shrugged.
"Say something, Marina." I pressed. It was frustrating.
"What do you want me to say, Damian, we are happily married, I love you, you love me, and we have enough money, what else do we need?" She asked.
"Marina, we need commitment to make our 'happy marriage' work, to also improve the state that our marriage is in, and also lack of sex and intimacy is contributing to our failing marriage," I said. We were not going anywhere with this conversation.
"Marina, I feel like our marriage is taking a toll on me and it's affecting me, I am mentally and physically drained, I cannot even do my job well as the Don, and it seems like I am the only one willing to make it work, but I am tired," I said. "I want a divorce," I added and waited for her answer. She turned to look at me.

"A divorce? Do you know what you are saying, Damian?" She asked loudly.
"Yes, Marina, I know what I am saying," I said.
She stood up from her seat. I had thought about it for a long time.
"No, no, no." She said shaking her head. "I am not giving you a divorce, the reasons you said are just shitty and lame excuses!" She yelled.
"They are not excuses, Marina. This is..."
"Yes, they are Damian." She cut me off.
"Oh, you want me to give you a divorce so that you can go and be with your side piece? Or you have been cheating on me forever and you felt guilty about it and then decided to ask for a divorce?!" She yelled again.
I was not cheating on her, nor did I have a side piece, just stray thoughts and they could be happening because of all this.
"Marina, listen whatever you are saying is far from why I want a divorce," I said.
"Liar!" She yelled and her palm landed on my cheek hotly. I was silent, feeling the impact of her slap.
"Excuse me," I said and turned to leave. I slammed the door behind me and I heard her calling out to Me. This is what usually happens, we never have a proper conversation, and we do not usually get physical with each other but today she took me by surprise.

I was angry and I needed to be alone. I took my car and drove out of the house to just anywhere, where I can get some peace and also air.
I drove to the highway and parked my car on the side of the road, I got out and I removed a cigarette from my pocket. I stayed there for a while just smoking my troubles away.

I noticed a car pulling up a few feet behind mine. I put my hands on the back of my trouser to pull out my gun but I remembered I had not carried one with me since I left in a rush so, I waited to see if the person alighting from the car would be a threat.

A woman came out of the car and I saw her go behind the car and opened the trunk and removed a spare tire. The woman seemed frustrated and I decided to go help since I was here and I needed to clear my mind. So I walked to her.
"Do you need help changing it?" I asked. She jumped a little when I asked and she turned around. Dr Myra. She looked at me and she recognized me.
"Oh Mr Ferrera, you scared me." She said holding her heart. "Yeah, I do not know how to do it." She said pointing out to the flat tire.
"Let me see," I said and she gave me space to do whatever was needed. She was dressed casually, a grey sweats pants, it was tight and it showed off her body shape, and a black T-shirt on top she had on flat open shoes, she had tied her hair with a head scarf and she looked amazing.
"How have you been?" She asked.
"I...I..well," I said cursing inwardly for stammering.
"Mmh," She said. "I have also been doing fine, just got out from shopping and this happened." She added, pointing to the tires. I nodded, not knowing what to say.
This woman was something else and I was attracted to this woman in front of me.

I finished changing her tire and returned everything to the trunk.
"Thank you, Mr. Ferrera, I do not know what I would have done at this hour." She said. I nodded.
"See you next week, then?" She said getting in her car. I nodded again and she drove off. Hell, whatever spell she was having on me. I sighed, got back into my car, and also drove back to my house.

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