Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

It was an hour and a half later when Estrella Berrocal was carried to bed by Adán Rouco, her flushed face buried in the fluffy pillows, her small white hands gently gripping the sheets, her slender body trembling slightly …

Adam Rouco wiped his short, damp black hair with a towel and then approached her, wrapping his arms lightly around her back, his already magnetic, gravelly voice made even more sensual by the lustful aftertaste, “Dry your hair before you sleep, or you’ll get a headache.”

Estrella Berrocal bit her lip in anguish, “I’m uncomfortable and it makes me uncomfortable…”

Adam Rouco’s brow furrowed, first in confusion and then in quick understanding, his long arms wrapped around her body and he said in a muted voice, “I know you are empty, bear with me for a while, I will satisfy you after the first trimester when the baby is stable, but if you are not afraid, I can use my hands and my mouth…”

“…”

Before Adán Rouco could finish his words, Estrella Berrocal covered her thin lips with a little hand in shame, her scarlet-stained face turning even redder as she glared at him, “You’re the one who’s empty!!!”

She blushed, up to her neck.

Adam Rouco looked at her in amusement, his long fingers plucked her small hand that covered his and brought it to his lips to kiss it, teasing, “Of course I’m empty after twenty days without loving you, my body is suffocated.”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal was shy, this man, and so precise in remembering when these things happened!

Her hands ached, her chest ached a little, and remembering the way Adán Rouco had just released her, her blood boiled to her head, exploding with heat, her body felt as if it were full of little ants, it itched and her heart beat faster.

Men have needs in that area and so do women…. it is too embarrassing for Estrella Berrocal to admit it.

Adán Rouco smiled slightly and took her in his arms, gently rubbing her wet hair with a towel. She missed him so much that she didn’t mind his modesty and rubbed her arms around his strong, slender, firm waist.

He wore only a thin nightgown with a vacuum cleaner underneath, which was now pressed tightly against his chest, and as he rubbed against it, Adam Rouco’s temples exploded and the involuntary loss of control once again invaded his brain …

Adam Rouco released the towel from her hand and wrapped his big hand around her small head, his voice hoarse, “Star, if you keep rubbing, I’m going to be able to resist.”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal pushed him away and kept a “safe” distance from him, fearing that a gun would go off and neither of them would feel any better.

“I’m going to sleep.”

Estrella Berrocal pulled back the sheets and turned her body, her back to Adán Rouco.

Adán Rouco drew her into his arms: “Come here, there’s not enough bed”.

The little woman brushed her lips, “What if you can’t resist?”.

“I will not move you.”

The bed, indeed, was not big enough and Estrella Berrocal, fearing that Adán Rouco was having too much trouble sleeping, curled up in his arms, “Is this uncomfortable? Why don’t you go back to the hotel?”.

He feared that, if he squeezed her arm all night, it would cause a recurrence of the old wound from the car accident on her arm.

Adán Rouco’s chin rested on the top of his head and he closed his eyes, his voice tired: “It’s too late, go to sleep”.

Since Estrella Berrocal had left La Ciudad Santa, he had not slept well at night, and in the last half month, with his frantic daytime work and sleepless nights, he had become physically exhausted, and now, with her in his arms, he was sleepy and didn’t want to take any turns.

Estrella Berrocal was not so sleepy, she rubbed the top of her head against his chin and lifted her little face from his arms, looking softly at his sleeping face.

Adán Rouco was so handsome that she couldn’t make out a single flaw or imperfection in his face, every little bit seemed just right, so perfect that it hurt a little when her soft fingers fell on the dark circles under his eyes.

Had he been very busy lately? Why did he have dark circles under his eyes?

He didn’t open his eyes, but sighed, “Star, if you keep playing, we won’t sleep.”

There was something of helplessness and fondness in that sigh, and Estrella Berrocal’s heart slipped into a sweetness that couldn’t help but come forward and drop a soft kiss on her thin lips, saying playfully, “Good night, Adam.”

Estrella Berrocal lay in his arms, her small hands intertwined with his large ones, fingers interlocked, a comfortable sleeping position.

But Estrella Berrocal couldn’t sleep, and asked quietly, in a slurred voice, “Has Paulita been good lately?”

“Well, sort of, she’s been bad a couple of times and run back to La Villa Rouco to get the old man.”

Estrella Berrocal ran her fingers gently across his palm, “Why are you being mean to her? She is still young, so be gentle and patient with her, otherwise you will scare her if you are mean.”

Scared? Not really, Paulita’s little temper has no limits, she runs all over the house, if he is mean to her, she will go to the old man and scold him, will she be afraid of him? At best, the little girl would play the pity game and cry a little, and a few hours later the rain would have cleared up.

“When I looked at her little face, I thought about her mother leaving home, and it upset me, so I was mean to her.”

“…”

The corner of Estrella Berrocal’s mouth twitched, how had she dropped the pot on him?

After a long moment, the little woman turned to him and buried herself deep in the crook of his neck, apologizing in a squeaky voice: “I’m sorry…”

The man’s large hand stroked the back of her neck without a word, a silent understanding.

Estrella Berrocal thought back to the night he had asked her to meet him at the Banyan Tree Hotel. “By the way, what exactly did you want to tell me the other night when you asked me to come to the Banyan Tree Hotel?”.

Was it a simple date?

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes suddenly opened and stared into her curious face for a long moment. “Do you really want to know?”

“Yes.” She nodded earnestly.

“I had forgotten about it.”

-This was a small punishment for running away from home.

“…”

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Estrella Berrocal sulked for a long moment, but went on to confirm her suspicions. “I know without your saying it, did you … intend to propose that night?”

He asked with a hot face, and when he looked up, he saw that Adán Rouco had fallen asleep, breathing evenly and calmly.

Estrella Berrocal bit her lips with some disappointment and leaned back in his arms, closing her eyes to work out the dream as well.

…

Adán Rouco slept so soundly that he did not even realize that Estrella Berrocal had woken up the next morning.

Estrella Berrocal only woke up when she heard the doorbell ring. She assumed it was Santino Yepes, so she changed her clothes and opened the door.

Santino Yepes was standing in front of the door with a big breakfast, “Miss Estrella, good morning, is the boss still up?”.

Estrella Berrocal’s face warms up as she eats breakfast and says, “She hasn’t woken up yet.”

Santino Yepes was not surprised at all and nodded his head, “It’s true, these days the BOSS hardly sleeps, he works like crazy, he works like a robot, he doesn’t go to bed until 1 or 2 in the morning, and he probably doesn’t sleep well, I notice it lately, the BOSS is very tired.”

Estrella Berrocal was a bit anxious: “Why do you work so much these days?”.

“You’re not busy with work, you’re getting numb with work, Miss Star, the Chief has been looking all over for you for the last half month, the Chief really cares about you.”

Estrella Berrocal’s eyes were trembling, she felt her heart being squeezed tightly by a large hand, suffocating the pain.

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