Chapter 3

Chapter 3. I Have Horns

By Alejo

I was dying to see Marina and I don't know why I listened to my friend and didn't tell him I had arrived.

Anyway, I thought it was a nice touch to surprise her on the day I was going to propose to her.

I took the opportunity to rest and recover from the trip, so I can perform as I should tonight, when we celebrate.

There was a lot to celebrate, I had graduated as a lawyer, although Marina never asked me too much about the university or how my studies were going, I always told her that when I graduated we were going to get married, I think she didn't want to pressure me about that subject, so as not to make me more anxious.

We were also going to celebrate our engagement. It's a shame my family isn't happy with my girlfriend, but I hope they'll soon have the chance to get to know her and see that she's a truly capable woman, not naive, and that despite her humble origins, she's up to the task.

Many people think I'm a conceited, pedantic guy, and I swear I'm not like that, and neither is my family. We're reserved, that's for sure. We have too many millions; not even Marina knows everything we have, so I know she's not interested in my money.

Of course he knows I have money, but he doesn't know how much; he's going to fall over backwards when I tell him.

It's not that I deliberately hid it from her, it's just that I never found the opportunity to talk to her about it.

I see her and all I want to do is bury myself in her wonderful chest.

I think of her chest and even my member remembers it.

It is soft and generous, her nipples are always erect, hard, crowning the exquisiteness of her breasts.

I want her like a starving man.

He also has a nice ass, I've done it to him too many times to forget about it.

She's my wife, the one who drives me crazy, the one who is faithful to me, the one who waits for me, knowing that my family doesn't like her very much and doesn't even pressure me to come home, she endures anything just to be by my side.

After signing the documents for the attached management of the companies, I am going to have a serious talk with my parents and my sister. Marina is going to be part of our family and she doesn't deserve any snubs.

My sister's husband wasn't snubbed at all; of course, he also comes from a rather powerful family, but they have more name than money, and nobody cared about that issue anymore.

My parents and Edy's family get along very well; they meet sometimes in the capital for dinner, and since the little princess was born, they are closer than ever.

We all had dinner together and toasted my degree again.

—Tonight I'm meeting up with my friends to celebrate, but don't expect me to sleep over.

My mother's smile faded; she knows I'm going to see Marina.

No matter how much I think about it, I don't understand why he doesn't love her.

Perhaps it's motherly jealousy, because I'm her youngest child and her only son.

I decide to ignore his expression; I don't want to mention my girlfriend, so as not to ruin my night, my big night.

I take a shower with quite hot water, because the cold was pressing, it's winter.

I got dressed and then grabbed the little box with the ring. It cost me a few hundred thousand dollars, but I spare no expense for my beloved girlfriend; she deserves it.

I can't wait to have her in my arms, I am absolutely faithful to her and it's been almost a month since I've seen her, I'm bursting with desire, that's another reason why I want to get married as soon as possible, I want to make love to her every day.

Sleeping between her breasts, waking up in the middle of the night and sucking them half asleep.

My member is fully awake, I try to distract myself, I'll see her soon, I don't need to masturbate while I remember her today.

I'm leaving and retracing my steps, I'm so anxious and excited, thinking about the surprise I'm going to give my girlfriend, and how happy I'm going to make her, that I had forgotten to grab the condoms, I take two boxes of three units each, because I don't plan on sleeping.

I hadn't even reached my front door when Walter called, asking if I'd already left. I thought he wanted to tell me something but didn't dare. He must want to say again that I'm crazy, that I should wait, that I'm young, and a thousand other things he said to me throughout the afternoon, and besides, he always says them to me.

I said goodbye to my parents and my brother-in-law; my sister was putting little Sofia to sleep.

I grab my truck keys and get in.

I was excited, thinking that from that night on my life would change, without knowing that it would really be like that, but not as I expected.

I drove carefully, my mind kept flying to my girlfriend's beautiful face and immediately remembering her chest, the one I was obsessed with. Actually, I'm obsessed with all of her, with her gentle personality, her kindness, her selfless way of loving, and her voluptuous body, which was only mine.

I am truly happy, I just need my family to be able to see in Marina all the qualities that I see in her.

I'm arriving and my phone rings again, it was Walter again, asking where I was.

I told him which parking lot I was keeping my truck in.

I had arrived in my city with my car, but my father had just changed the model of his truck and they hadn't delivered the new one yet. He had brought it through Walter; it wasn't that it took longer than agreed, it was that he couldn't go through customs to sign a document and Walter had traveled a few days before, since his grandfather wasn't well and he was stubborn about not traveling to the capital to see the specialist. The thing is, there was no one there to sign and release the truck at customs.

That's why my father traveled in my truck; he could have taken one of his other cars, but I think he grabbed what was most readily available in the company garage.

—Wait for me there, I'm almost there.

My friend says.

I'm getting impatient, I just want to see Marina and hold her in my arms.

I'm about to call my girlfriend and my friend arrives.

—What the hell is wrong with you?

I tell him in a bad mood.

—I want to see Marina.

—She's at the door of the disco.

—She must be waiting for me, I brought the ring.

He grabs my arm and pulls it hard.

—Marina is not what you think.

—Enough of that!

I say this and begin to walk, quickening my pace.

—You're wrong, she…

I give him a push and keep walking.

Walter quickens his pace and is close to me.

I don't know what's wrong with my friend, I don't want to hear it, I just want to hold Marina in my arms.

I was half a block away when I spotted her; she was next to a man, they were talking animatedly. I was about twenty meters away when he put his hands around her waist and pulled her towards his body.

—What the hell is going on?

I asked Walter, and when I was about to approach to confront the man who was hugging my girlfriend, she grabbed his neck and went for that man's mouth.

The guy devoured her whole and one of his hands went down to her buttock, giving her a playful slap.

I stood where I was, my eyes couldn't believe what I was seeing, I couldn't believe it, it couldn't be.

Oblivious to my presence, they continued to show their love in public…

Marina seemed totally happy when the guy was groping her in front of everyone.

My heart was about to burst, but from anguish.

She can't be the same person who sends me hearts and emoticons every day.

I thought for a moment and realized it had been quite a while since he'd sent me those emoticons every day, much less hearts.

It was me who called her and who sent her hearts.

She would only call me to complain when she couldn't buy something she liked, and I would immediately send her money; then she would send me a heart.

How did I not see it before?

Did everyone know what it looked like?

Was I naive?

No, it can't be true, there has to be an explanation.

—It can't be true.

I say this and start walking towards them.

Walter took my arm again.

—Wait until they come in and see where they go.

I doubted it for a moment, but I really wanted to be wrong when I thought they were going to a private room, to our private room…

She wasn't like that, it all had to be a damn joke, maybe that wretch was just some distant cousin…

I see them coming in hand in hand.

After a few minutes we are about to go in when Nazareno, another of our friends, approaches us.

Well, another one who knows I have terrible horns…

No, it can't be, I misread.

Nazareno made a gesture to Walter, which did not go unnoticed by me.

Did everyone know?

No one answered me.

That confirmed for me that everyone knew.