𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 ||𝙅𝙤ã𝙤 𝙁é𝙡𝙞𝙭|| (𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘼𝙐)

Chapter 7

*Present day*

She sighed out of boredom as she remembered that day. She promised herself that she would just work in that place and get away from the trouble as she possibly could.

How she wished that she could tell herself from 4 years ago, that the promise she made for herself would be broken because she couldn't control her feelings.

She was laying down on the bed, her fingers twirling around her dried blonde hair.

She doesn't know how long she has been in the bed but judging by the silence. A lot. To which she realised that she was still in her party outfit from yesterday and didn't have a shower yet.

She sat up and moved her head around as she felt her neck being stiff. She stood up and started to undress herself while making her way to the bathroom.

She stepped inside the shower and let the warm water hit her body. She combed her wet hair using her fingers. The feeling of her fingers reminded her of a deja vu.

She closed her eyes to get rid of that feeling but instead it stayed. She remembered how she would be showering and in the middle of it, he would enter the small box with the glass being all fogged up.

The way she wouldn't mind him coming in with her.

The way his big hands would glide everywhere on her wet skin, making her feel goosebumps everywhere. His hot breath hitting her skin, a desire to claim her as his own.

How her hand looks so tiny on his chest.

How his big hands can take up all the volume of her breasts.

The way he would leave kisses all around her neck, which will eventually turn into big red spots, marking her as his own.

The bathroom walls will echo with her moans and whimpers as his fingers work his way for her pleasure. His tongue inside of her felt warm but good at the same time. Yet he didn't stop till the waves of pleasure finally released out of her.

Even when she was breathless from the wave. He didn't stop there. He smashed his lips to her and lifted her up. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

Her back hit the cold tiles of the shower, the water spraying beside them. The air knocked out of her as their hips snapped against her. Her tiny fingers buried inside his hair and gripping the roots as his movement didn't stop.

She could hear him muffling his grunts and groans by burying his face in her neck, while occasionally marking her more in different areas of her neck and collarbone. It will continue as long as he is finally satisfied.

She finally opened her eyes and snapped out of that memory. She sighed as she remembered that.

Finally she shampooed her hair and started scrubbing her hair and into the scalp. After scrubbing for a while, she washed out the soap from her hair.

She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. She grabbed a towel and started drying her hair with it. She realised that she forgot to bring her clothes in the bathroom, so she wrapped the towel around herself and stepped into the bedroom.

She approached the dresser, and opened one drawer. She pulled out her clothes and shorts along with an undergarment. She took off her towel, but before she could even pick up one clothing item. The door opened.

She screamed and scrambled to get the towel. She quickly covered her front with the towel. She saw that it was João standing at the doorway. "Tu hijo de... What are you doing here?!" She yelled out.

He didn't reply, but kept her gaze locked on her. "Get out, João!" She snarled. Did he listen? No.

Instead he stayed there, not moving a single inch. Until he took a step forward and closed the door to her room. She felt her heartbeat beating frantically by the minute, almost as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.