SHAWN AND ROSALY
When Rosaly left work with the bouquet of roses she had received from Shawn in her arms, he was waiting for her laid-back in his Ferrari. She smiled happily and ran to him, standing on tiptoe to kiss him on the mouth.
- You received the flowers," Shawn said with his hands around her waist.
- Yes. How did you know I liked red roses?
- Well, I didn't. I just took a chance. I was going to send you chocolates, too, but I wondered if it would please you," he stroked her cheeks, admiring her brown eyes that were almost green that afternoon.
- I love chocolate, and I also love cream ice cream. -she looked like a child with her freckles hanging out on her pale skin, and the curls of her hair escaping from her winter cap.
- I'll try to remember that next time. - Shawn kissed her forehead and then asked. –Do you want to go home?
-Yes, please. - She answered.
The trip to Rosaly's apartment lasted about fifteen minutes. As soon as she opened the door, Rosaly took off her shoes and threw herself on the couch, laying her head on Shawn's lap.
- And how was your day? - he wanted to know.
- Hard, and yours?
- Busy. I missed you so much - his voice was full of tenderness.
- So was I. - She smiled.
- I want to make you an invitation. - Now her face was lively and full of expectation.
- What kind of invitation? - She asked suspiciously.
-Next weekend I'm doing a show in Toronto, and I want to take you with me.
Rosaly froze to hear his words. She got up from the couch and walked around the room leaving all her nervousness. Then she sat on the carpet, her head between her hands, and responded with a tense voice.
- I can't.
- Why can't you? - Shawn couldn't understand her reaction. He thought Rosaly would be happy with his invitation, but she looked uncomfortable and kept her eyes down like she was about to cry. He insisted again as soon as he realized she hadn't said anything.
- Why, Rosaly?- she had just nodded without really answering his question.
For this reason, Shawn sat down on the rug with her, took Rosaly's face in his hands and said:
- Please trust me, Rosaly. Tell me why you can't come to my show with me- Rosaly felt the fear turn her insides, she wanted to hide in a hole and not get out of there anymore. Shawn's loving gaze held her in that place, giving her no chance to back down. Rosaly felt the tiredness of all that year of loneliness descend upon her like a veil of sadness, filling her soul with darkness, she felt herself drowning in a deep ocean, but Shawn's loving hands came to her rescue, not allowing her to sink, keeping her on the surface. She realized she had no way out, and decided to tell everything at once, no longer wanted to pretend and hide.
- Do you remember when I told you about my last boyfriend?- Shawn shook his head in the affirmative.
- He wasn't just my boyfriend. Actually, he was my fiancé.- She stopped talking for a while to look at Shawn, but he shook her hand encouraging her to continue.
- His name is Caio Vieira. He owns countless companies around the world, and is well known in the largest business sectors on the planet. Caio is one of the smartest people I've ever met, and one of the biggest scoundrels too - her eyes started burning, and she blinked several times to wink her tears away. Then she told Shawn how she had met Caio, how good their relationship had been at first, how her former fiancé seemed to take care of her as if she was something precious to him, and how everything had changed when they got engaged. Cairo's control over her life, the fits of anger, the fits of rage until the event that had culminated in the end of their engagement.
- I met him in the apartment we bought together to live after our marriage with another woman in our bed. I received a phone call telling me that he was there with his mistress, and even though I didn't believe it, I decided to check it out, and found them together in the room. I left without them seeing me, and the other day I went to his office to confront him with what I had discovered and to end the engagement. At first he cried, asked me for forgiveness, and said that this would never happen again, but when he realized that I wouldn't change my mind, he changed completely. - Rosaly closed her eyes as she remembered Cairo's upset face and began to tremble, but she took a deep breath and forced herself to the end of the story.
- He pushed me, I got out of balance and fell. My luck was that when I screamed, my brother who was outside the office, heard my scream, broke down the door and saved me. And that's when my hell started. Caio started chasing me everywhere, threatening me, threatening my family, and my friends. I reported him to the police, but he has friends everywhere and he was acquitted of all the charges. So I couldn't stand it anymore and rushed right over , thinking I would have peace, but it seems that he found me. - She remembered the persecution she had suffered and other incidents related to it, and by instinct she knew that soon she would have to face Caio with all his anger and violence.
Throughout Rosaly's account, Shawn had remained silent, the anger growing inside him. What kind of scoundrel threatened a girl like Rosaly? She was wonderful, and she didn't deserve to be treated so petty. If he could, he'd wipe out the bastard with one blow...
- Shawn, are you angry? - he heard Rosaly ask.
- Yes, but not to you, my love. He hugged her tenderly and rocked her like he had a child in his arms. Then he got her away a little, and stared her in the eye.
- I promise you no one will ever hurt you again, Rosaly. I'll protect you from anyone who wants to do you any harm. Do you believe me?
Rosaly believed him. For the first time she didn't feel like she was running in multiple directions without knowing which one to follow for sure. Now she could feel the ground beneath her feet, and she could walk steadily through it, and if she was next to Shawn, she'd be fine.
She lifted her head and stared at him, her eyes were lost in his almond brown, and she realized how much she loved him. Her heart beat so hard that she thought Shawn could hear it, and of all the things she had lost when she left her country and fled to Canada, she had won as a reward that man who summed up the whole world in that one look that now cast upon her where there was compassion, understanding and love.
Shawn did not know how to explain everything he felt at that moment, it was a mixture of all the things that could be summed up in just one, and it was that love that overflowed through all his pores and did not fit into just one heart.
Taken by the moment, Shawn drew her to himself, her mouths joined in a fierce kiss that translated the intensity of emotions that both had inside them. Rosaly pulled him by the hand, taking him to her room.
They quickly undressed themselves full of desire, and Shawn gently and slowly touched her, repressing his own passion to give Rosaly all the pleasure in the world, hoping only that she would feel loved and held in his arms. Their naked bodies merged into a slow, sensual rhythm enveloped by wave and more waves of desire that made them both feel like they were floating on another plane and another sphere, and when Shawn followed her up the climbing to the full satisfaction of their desires, it was as if thousands of meteors exploded at once in a shower of stars.
Later, after they bathed and dined the pizza that Shawn had ordered over the phone, they both lay down on the bed, given the peace and quiet that took care of their spirits.
While Rosaly slept with her head resting on his chest, Shawn looked up to the ceiling thinking about everything she had told him, and he promised himself that he wouldn't measure efforts until that scoundrel was caught, and Rosaly felt safe again, and with that thought he fell asleep with his fingers intertwined with hers.
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