Prisioner In Your Arms

“She asked me to do it, she wanted to trap you for a long time, and she succeeded. She saw you at a party and became infatuated with you.”

Bruno managed to see Nicole approaching. Sondra clung to him and kissed him. Under different circumstances, he wouldn’t have allowed it, knowing it would upset Nicole. He enjoyed seeing the expression on her face when she saw them together. When she left, he pushed Sondra away.

“Don’t ever do that again without my consent,” he said, walking away and leaving her alone in the hallway.

He reached the table but didn’t see Nicole. His father told him she was on the terrace. He headed there, and upon arriving, he couldn’t believe the audacity of that couple. Maximilian had his arm around her waist, and with his other hand, he held her chin. Bruno approached the guy and punched him in the back. He knew he shouldn’t have caused such a scene, but he couldn’t contain his anger. He wouldn’t let them mock him in that way.

He argued with them and then grabbed his wife’s arm in a rough manner because, whether he liked it or not, that’s what Nicole was in everyone’s eyes-his wife.

“Who the hell do you think you are to hug my wife like that?”

“Now you suddenly care? I’m sure you did something to make her like this.”

“What happens between her and me is none of your business.”

He pulled her towards him, and the girl stumbled. Max couldn’t bear to see that and landed a strong punch on Bruno’s face. Bruno retaliated, and they got into a fight. Upon hearing the screams, Nicole’s parents approached to break up the fight. Bruno thought he didn’t owe anyone an explanation, so he hugged Nicole and walked away from there.

Nicole thought about clarifying things but decided it was pointless. When she found them kissing, she decided to go out to the terrace. She didn’t want her parents to realize her state. It wasn’t just the fact that he was with another woman or that he didn’t care if they saw him. It hurt her that out of thousands of women, it had to be with her.

Maximilian followed her and couldn’t help but throw himself into her arms. He needed to feel that someone cared about him. Max hugged her and held her chin.

“What’s happening, my little dragonfly?” That’s what he has called her since she was little.

Right at that moment, Bruno, furious, struck him in the back.

In the car, Bruno began yelling at her.

“All I asked of you was to behave and yet you embarrass me.”

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Max is like a brother to me. But tell me, who do you think you are to question me when your behavior isn’t the most appropriate?”

“I don’t owe you any explanations. I made things very clear from the beginning. You have no place in my life.”

They arrived at the mansion, and Nicole rushed to her room. She was tired of this situation. Sondra would have to listen to her.

In the morning, Bruno was getting ready to go to the office. Emma, Nicole’s mother, came to pick her up to have breakfast together at the club. During the party, Nicole had made arrangements with her mother. She knew that Bruno wouldn’t be able to refuse, as he was very good at keeping up appearances. Sondra was waiting in the car. Nicole was glad because at the club, she would take the opportunity to have her explain several things.

Upon arriving at the club, Emma went to greet some friends, and Nicole and Sondra sat at a table.

“Now you’re finally going to explain to me what you’re up to. Bruno, for better or for worse, is my husband, and you had no right to kiss him.”

“He was the one who kissed me, little sister. You have to admit that I’m much better and more beautiful than you. If he married you, it’s because he had no other choice.”

“Sooner or later, I will show our parents what kind of person you are, Sondra.”

“Our parents? You mean your father and my mother, which is not the same, dear.”

“I don’t know why you insist on hurting me. You know well that you’re lying.”

Their mother returned at that moment, unaware of how bad things were between them.

They had a very light breakfast and then headed to the changing rooms to get ready. They went to the tennis courts to play some matches. Nicole felt liberated in that moment, being away from Bruno felt so good. Upon returning to the changing rooms, the son of one of Noah’s business partners approached them. Nicole recognized him because she had seen him at some company events. He was accompanied by a blonde girl whom she didn’t know. Nicole realized that the girl was staring at her intently, sending shivers down her spine.

“Hello, Nicole. I don’t know if you remember me, I’m Leandro, the son of your father’s business partner.”

“Hello, of course I remember you.”

“I introduce you to a friend, this is Shelsy.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Nicole. I believe you’re Bruno’s wife.”

“That’s correct, I am his wife.”

“I know, dear. In fact, all of New York knows, as well as the circumstances under which you got married.”

Nicole could notice a malicious smile on Shelsy’s lips. She was undoubtedly a venomous snake. Nicole quickly said her goodbyes, leaving Sondra to chat with the couple. Nicole had no doubt that Shelsy and her sister would get along well. It seemed like they were two of a kind.

Upon arriving home, Bruno was waiting for her.

“Starting tomorrow, you will eat with me. I’m tired of doing it alone. You’re my wife, and your duty is to cook for me. From today onwards, you will sleep in my bedroom. I’ve arranged for all your belongings to be moved there, although you’ll have to organize them yourself. I pay the maids to attend to me, not to you.”

Nicole went up to Bruno’s room, and her things were scattered all over the dressing room. It was evident that the cleaning lady had something against her. She began to organize her belongings. She noticed that Bruno’s clothes were arranged by color, and the bathroom was perfectly organized. It was clear that he was a cleanliness fanatic.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Night fell, and she refused to sleep beside him, but she had no other choice. Bruno came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. Nicole tried to look away, but the sight was irresistible. Her gaze briefly got lost among the muscles of his well-worked abdomen. Bruno noticed and smirked maliciously.

“Do you like what you see?”

Nicole didn’t respond, she was clearly blushing, which caused Bruno to burst into laughter. She quickly ran towards the bathroom.

She took a cold shower, then put on her favorite pajamas, a pink flannel one with teddy bear designs. She came out of the bathroom and headed towards the bed, lying down with her back turned. He was already fast asleep.

The next morning, she woke up feeling a great weight on top of her. Bruno was still asleep, with his arm and leg draped over her, his face resting on her chest. She tried to move away carefully, but suddenly Bruno opened his eyes and stared at her intently.

He grabbed her by the waist, and she wondered what he intended to do. He began to kiss her tenderly yet passionately. Nicole couldn’t deny that she enjoyed his kisses. He started to caress her body with his hands, and she tried to resist, but she lacked the strength.

He slowly started to undress her, and she helped him undress himself. She thought that his body was a symphony of pure muscle, a six-foot-three figure of pure muscle. He kissed her breasts with desperation, then began to move down towards her abdomen. She began to tremble at the thought of what was about to happen.

She felt so wet, so aroused, and jumped when she realized that she was indeed wet.

She opened her eyes and saw Bruno with a glass of water in his hand, such a merciless way to wake her up at the most inconvenient moment.

“What’s wrong with you? Why did you do this?” she exclaimed.

“I wake up early every morning, and your moaning wouldn’t let me sleep. I thought you might be having a nightmare, so I was just being nice and helping you get rid of it,” Bruno replied.

Nicole blushed as red as a tomato, grateful that he didn’t know what she had been dreaming about. He would mock her; he was a jerk who was determined to make her life miserable.

“I’m going to take a shower. When I come out, I hope you have my breakfast ready. Just so you know, I’m allergic to strawberries,” Bruno said.

“Great, now I have to cook for him. What will he ask for next?” Nicole thought to herself.

“Did you say something?” Bruno called from the bathroom.

“No, nothing,” she replied.

She put on a pair of shorts and a tank top, wanting to feel comfortable. She went down to the kitchen and encountered the blonde cleaning girl who was preparing a cup of coffee. The girl looked her up and down before leaving with a smirk on her face.

“Could you show me where things are in this kitchen, please?” Nicole asked.

The girl gave her another once-over before walking away.