Chapter 6

Allesandro

“I selected this dress specially because it suits you the best. The color of the dress reflects the color in your eyes.” I compliment and tell Edith in elation. Her eyes stayed mesmeric at the outfit that was still hanging to one of the hangers in the closet. Looking at the attire in a revere she slides down from my arms. Every part of her feminism brushed against me and I had to curse my growing libido. Fuck! I shouldn’t feel like this for her. She is my best friend’s sister and thus like a....Fuck! Since the time I saw Edith every emotion I felt for her was the most intense that I never got to experience before.

“I love this dress.” She tells me excited looking into my eyes and I felt my heart miss a beat. Holding my facet in her soft little hands, she pulls my face down and kisses me hard. Since my maturity I had a taste of several women but the thrill or a sexual attraction that I feel for Edith, I hadn’t experienced with any other woman before even after fucking her. An innocent kiss from Sweet cakes on my cheek subjects me to prurient curiosity that gets my senses submerged in licentious thoughts. “I know a restaurant around here that serves the best food. Let’s dine out this evening as a celebration of your birthday.” I tell bringing her close to me and duly acknowledge her kiss.

Like dark clouds filled with water cover the land she created a shade on me with her compassionate deem. I lost myself in loving her waiting for her arrival on the wet roads of hope.

Like the rains from the sky she drenched me with joys. My heart was like a desert without a trace of fertility before her onset but with her unblemished glance she crashed all my delusions away and made me a human to love.

Like a powerful storm Edith had blown away my senses. With one look at her I started winnowing the seeds of love. Loving her became my habit. I feel the jingles of her bangles like the beat of my heart.

She became my reason to live. She is my desire and my hope. She is the pleasant breeze of cold winter evening that brings electricity in my nerves. Like the blossom of aromatic flowers she filled my life with colors of rainbow.

Like droplets of rain after an age of drought she showered me with her grace. Edith Rodriguez you are my penance, my wanton desire like a moth attracted to a flame I would keep revolving around you for you are the sole woman I want to have more than my life.

As soon as we reach the restaurant Edith looks around the dimly decorated super fine atmosphere in awe. “I heard a lot of praise for Ramolas from my friends. This restaurant is the best in the city. How could you get an appointment so fast? There is a waiting list that goes on here for the next three months.” I smirk but maintain my silence without responding to her. As soon as we were seated at a corner table which had the best privacy and an excellent outline view of the city in glowing lights, the waiter came to us with a bottle of champagne in a small tub and two glasses. “Please tell me, how is all this happening? You haven’t ordered or instructed the waiter about anything.” Edith reaches my hand from the other side of the table looking at me curious. The next followed her favorite flavored red velvet cake and she looked at me startled.

I was enjoying this silent game but did not want to trouble my little girl anymore. “Sweet Cakes. I own this restaurant.” I tell her as soon as the waiter walks away leaving us in our privacy. Her jaw drops to the floor as she stares at me unblinking. “Last time I checked with my brother, he told me you are a renowned cardiac surgeon in the city.” I simper and hand her one of the glasses of champagne that the waiter filled a while ago. “Apart from practicing medicine I am a business man too. I own a lot of pubs, restaurants and casinos in this city and abroad. “Just one glass okay, as a mark of celebration.” I tell her sternly, meeting her eyes yet at the same time with softness.

“You are already on your third peg.” She accuses me of pointing to my drink. “Why can’t I drink when you can?” Edith cuts the cake and I announce it to the guests at my restaurant. “Friends today we are celebrating Edith Rodriguez’s birthday, the only daughter of popular businessman and a renowned orthopedic surgeon, Dr Allen Rodriguez. So let’s say cheers to the birthday girl. As a moment to share our happiness with you all your dining expenses will be borne by me.” Applaud from the guests immediately followed and some came forward to wish Edith personally. Her forest green eyes twinkle in excitement for all the recognition that she suddenly receives and I was as happy as a clam enjoying her enraptured innocence.

She looks so beautiful in the long Turquoise gown. Those immaculate blinking eyes look at me like I was the eighth wonder of the world. A sense of pride crosses my mind that I was chosen ‘the man’ to look after her by her brother. I may be called only as a guardian for her but taking her responsibility brings pleasure to me. The desire I imbibe just looking at her is unparalleled. Reaching her from the other side of the table I hold Edith’s both hands in mine. “Are you happy with the birthday celebrations?” She doesn’t reply but moves around the table and sits in my lap.

My heart starts beating erratically. She circles her hands around my neck and bends forward. Her chest pressed to me and she placed a strong kiss on my cheek. I meet her eyes in a trance and she gives me her patent unblemished eyes once again that can make any man go on his knees. “Yes I like my birthday present.” I felt like I was in seventh heaven but my happiness was short-lived. Her face suddenly cuts a gloomy look as she reaches back her chair. “When you can drink, why can’t I drink? Why are these stupid restrictions imposed on me? I can’t go out without security. I cannot party. I can’t have a boyfriend. I can’t even rent a room and stay outside my college independently. Why?” She asks me flustered.

“I take a sip of my drink and answer her, trying to keep up my nonchalance. “Your dad and brother have many underworld businesses. For all their enemies the only and easiest way to target them is through ‘you’. So you are always protectively raised. Regarding consumption of alcohol I did not tell you not to drink but I do not want to see you drunk.” I told her in a tone that hinted no further arguments.

“All of you are the same dominant controlling freaks.” I place the glass that was lifted hitherto to my lips roughly on the table and ask her in a hunting rage slightly raising my voice. “What did you just say?” She vaguely jumps from her seat and looks at me in a trepid. “Don’t get my hackles up. Stay good and polite and I am not going to maltreat you. Else...Don’t get me to that.” I stop my sentences abruptly. She gets up from her seat unceremoniously clanking the cutlery on the table and walks to the powder room in quick strides.

I waited for fifteen minutes to find her in no return. Edith Rodriguez is the only girl on earth who can get me to see red. I don’t let my emotions surface before anyone no matter what I am from inside but she is the only girl who can bring all sorts of intense emotions in me without my control. Stubborn much just like she had been since a child, I recollect and pull out my phone from my pant pocket ready to ring her number when I see her walking back to our table. “Edith” My voice comes out in a warning as I roughly pull her out of the restaurant.

As soon as we were seated in the car I turned to her from my seat. “I am cautioning you for the first and last time, I will not like to see your drama ever again in public.” I tell her to grit my teeth. “No matter what you were in your parent’s home you will stay disciplined in my house. “I love you but I am not going to tolerate discourteousness. If you dare to challenge me on this, then you are going to bear the repercussions after reaching home.” I tell them to point my index finger and start driving.

Few seconds later I hear sniffing in the car but I necessarily ignore it. The drive was in pin drop silence. Though I was feeling sorry for her I would not let my feelings surface. She needs to learn her lessons the hard way. Enough of pampering that went on in her house. She is twenty years old now. As soon as the car stops in front of the mansion she rushes inside while I follow her calmly behind.

Pouring myself a drink I wait for her to come out from her bedroom after a shower but she doesn’t. She did not eat anything at the restaurant except a piece of cake. I make her a sandwich with a glass of chocolate drink and tap on her door. She doesn’t reply. A quotation of obstinacy is Edith. Getting a spare key I open her door and find her sobbing into the pillow. “Edith here, have your dinner.” I ignore her whimpers and place the plate of sandwich in her lap. “Is there at least a freedom of privacy in your house?” She raises her tear stricken eyes to me in temper. “I am sorry.” I tell her to reach to clean her tears but she avoids my touch. She doesn’t know she is the first and last person on earth who had the power to get me to apologize. Otherwise I am a person who takes apologies but has not given one to any person until today.

“I knocked on your door thrice but you wouldn’t answer. So I had to make use of a spare key to get inside. You did not have your dinner at the restaurant.” She pushes the plate away from her lap and the contents spill on the bed. “That’s none of your business.” My lips go in a thin line. “Edith, I am telling you this for the final time. Eat up your dinner and I am off your hairs. Otherwise I am going to sit here till you complete your dinner.”

“Don’t you see the plate is empty? The sandwich and the milk littered the bed. How am I going to eat anything now?” She gave me a harsh and derisive answer. “Go, and make another sandwich.” Her voice goes in a command. I pull her arms fiercely and she sobs trying to get away from my hold. “Damn it! I made dinner for you and you....” My eyes move to the place where she was rubbing her free hand and repentance hits me instantaneously. I release her with a jerk. Reaching the door I turn back and warn her. “Don’t dare to close the door again. I will come back in ten minutes.” Pointing a finger to her I tell in a command giving no room for disagreement. “Get freshened up and change to your nightwear. For today you are going to sleep in my bedroom.”

By the time I reached back her bedroom she was dressed in her night wear, sitting on the bed and looking at me with a scowl. I look at the teddy bear on her top and then her face. Both appear the same cute and lovely. I arrest the smile about to get out of my lips and present a stoical countenance. After feeding her the porridge in small spoons I give her the glass of hot chocolate I made for her. The dinner went on with no squabble for my relief and I carried her to my bedroom. I cover us in a blanket and pull her close to my chest.

Ten minutes later I feel her breathing evenly. Slowly sliding from under the covers I uncovered her arm where I hurt her and the feeling of repugnance I had on myself was abounding. I was a man too proud of myself and never bowed to anyone but she is the angel who walked into my life showing me my true stratum, the echelon I am not too proud to concede before anyone in this world. I am never going to admit before her that I am sorry for my actions but it is the gospel truth that I break into a thousand pieces every time I hurt her.

Opening the closet in my bedroom I bring out the first aid kit and apply the ointment on her arm. Pulling her closer to me I kiss her forehead and closing my eyes I land my chin above her head.

Edith Rodriguez, what more challenges are you going to dare me to? One thing you would never know is - you are the only girl in this world I ever fell in love with and no one in this world will know about it or have the power to change it.