CHAPTER 5: I know I’ll come back to y
CHAPTER 5: I CHAPTER 5: I know I’ll come back to you…
Selena: What could I have done? It’s not in my nature to do something like that… Did I kiss him?
It felt so good, so explosive.
I admit I got excited—I just wanted to rip those expensive clothes off him!
But what’s the point? “What are you doing to me?”
I left, probably leaving him with a huge swelling, and I wanted to get to my room as fast as possible to release my thoughts about him, even though I knew everything was wrong.
“You drive me crazy, Gabriel,” and everything happened so fast, I didn’t even have time to think about it—just that he’s so bad for me, for my family, yet so good.
I got to my room and took my clothes off completely as soon as I closed the door.
I headed straight to the shower.
Excited and full inside, touching myself everywhere, the shower having that unimaginable power that satisfied me, the scent of his perfume still on the shirt I’d worn in that garage, smelling it deeply…
So many scenarios in my head, all starring him!
It didn’t last long because the thought alone drove me insane, and I had such a strong orgasm.
I got dressed after that wonderful shower and changed into something very light, then went out onto the terrace, lighting a cigarette, satisfied.
The party must have ended, so I decided to go downstairs.
But I didn’t even get out of my room before Mom came toward me. I greeted her with a big smile.
“What’s up, sweetie?” she said, smiling.
“I was getting ready to go downstairs, Mom!”
“I have something to discuss with you, honey.”
Did Gabi tell her something? Did she find out about that kiss? “Fuck” I panicked, but I didn’t show it.
“Sweetie, Aron and I thought it’d be best if you open the club after Gabriel’s engagement.”
“Why? What does that have to do with anything, Mom?” I calmed down a bit, but still, why not now?
“Because after the engagement he’ll finish college and wants a project of his own. We talked about the club, building it, and he said it’d be best to give him a chance, sweetie!”
“And if I don’t want his help, Mom? If I can’t stand him at all?” I said this out of pride, though honestly I felt something for him.
“Sweetie, I understand, but you have to fulfill your dream. Did you forget what you told me? ‘I’ll step on corpses to make everything work.’ It’s time to get yourself together, Selena. Be in control!”
“You’re right, Mom, but I can’t ask for so much help, it’s not in my nature, you know!”
“I know, Selena, but you have to put yourself first. Think of it as a loan, a favor that you’ll return someday!”
“Yes, Mom… I understand, but how am I supposed to give back? It’s all so much.”
“Listen, there are five months until Gabriel’s wedding. Talk to Aron. I already spoke with him—there’s a position available at Antonio’s father’s company. Help him so you can be helped, sweetie. You know this well enough!”
I looked at her. It was hard to accept, but she had done all this for me. I would accept—just one chance. I’d work for that help.
“Fine, I’ll accept, Mom… but on one condition: every penny must be accepted from me!”
“You’ll never change, but that’s what makes you special,” she said, smiling, holding me in her arms.
We went downstairs together. I went to Aron’s office; he was already waiting. We settled everything. I agreed to the conditions—next week I’d start working at Antonio’s father’s company.
I hoped it would go well.
I got a call from Amaia while sitting outside on a curb, smoking a cigarette.
“Hello Sel, are you free tonight?” she asked excitedly.
“Honestly, I have nothing to do!”
“Dress sexy! There’s an illegal race on the outskirts of town, and they need a participant—I told them about you!”
I was surprised, but honestly, I wanted out of this monotony and didn’t want to think about Gabriel.
“I’ll get ready and come. Anyway, I’ll crush them!”
“Do you know them?”
“No, but I can guess who’ll be there.”
“Have you raced before?”
“There’s no race without me within 200 km, Amaia!”
“I’ll wait. The party starts at 8:00 PM. Hope you’re ready.”
“Kisses, 8 PM, perfect!”
I hung up and went upstairs to get ready, wearing a tight black outfit, high platform boots, a Motorcycle-style jacket, loosely tying my hair into a ponytail, adding golden accessories—big earrings for a strong contrast. That was my style.
I left the room, leaving behind the perfume my mom had bought for hundreds of euros.
I grabbed the keys to the Chevrolet and off we went.
I picked up Amaia and headed to the place I knew well.
My past is tumultuous, and so is this city.
Although it’s 150 km from my home, it felt like going just 100 meters as I stepped on the accelerator.
And guess who else would be there?
Probably Gabriel and Anita!
“Seriously, I told you, Anita annoys me, even though I don’t know her,” I said, smiling—I knew Amaia didn’t like her much either.
“I know her, and you’re right. She’s like a bundle of negative energy!”
“Exactly what I felt! I don’t know how Gabriel puts up with her.”
Those two have a dull past, but I’m not in a position to tell you, she said with a nod. I wondered what dark past they had, yet somehow they fit together if I looked deeper.
“Party time, baby!” Amaia shouted as we got out of the car.
It felt just like the old times. The last race was two years ago, where I met Gabriel, but I’d forgotten him so quickly. Fate is unpredictable!
I greeted a few friends, and Amaia introduced me to the group—or rather, the crew.
Antonio was there too. I hugged him; he’s a decent guy and a good friend. The smell of hot gasoline, diesel, and oil was in the air. The place was like a pit, a big DJ setting the vibe in the open air. So many sexy, beautiful women.
Men, as always, macho.
But I hadn’t seen Anita or Gabriel yet.
I lit a cigarette while Antonio brought drinks. Amaia had disappeared with her boyfriend somewhere, so I was alone with Antonio.
“And we’ll be coworkers? Unfamiliar with each other?” he asked.
“Word spreads fast, Antonio!” I said, smiling ironically.
“You have no idea.”
“Yeah, we’ll be coworkers. Aren’t you happy?”
“Not really. Now I know who’ll bug me all day besides Gabriel.” Then I remembered Gabriel works there too. “Crap.”
“Forgot that detail, of course. Antonio always helps.”
He smiled at me. I stood up and felt a cold hand on my shoulder.
“Selena, what are you doing here?” It was Anita.
“Hi… the question is, what are you doing here?” I looked at her and smiled.
“I’m here with Gabriel to support him. You came for the same reason, right?”
“No, Anita, I’m here to compete—unlike you!”
“Ohhh yes… but what if your mom finds out, huh? …I know, awful.” I looked at her with an ironic smile, almost wanting to hit her because she was so irritating.
“Yeah, it would be awful… but imagine if Aron found out Gabriel was here too… even worse.” She looked at me and her smile disappeared.
I saw Gabriel coming behind her.
“Looks like I’m not the only passionate one in the family!” he said, pulling Anita gently by the neck, like a hug, addressing me. I smiled calmly.
“Yes, you’re the only passionate one in the family, Gabriel. You even have supporters. I do this every day; it’s no longer a passion!”
“But it’s still in your blood, isn’t it, niece?”
“Seems you two are the passionate ones, right?” Anita said, agitated, sensing something off.
“Don’t you want to be passionate too, sweetie? Maybe you’d have some empathy.” I couldn’t hold back and left.
The races were starting. I learned we were on the same team as Gabriel—he was even the team leader.
“Damn it, Amaia, you knew!”
I easily won the first race, as always.
I was congratulated—I loved that feeling so much.
I started heating up, and Gabi didn’t take his eyes off me for a second.
I moved to a more secluded spot; he followed me.
“I knew you’d follow me!” I said softly, with desire.
“Why were you so sure, Selena? Maybe I just want to play,” he said, smiling at the corner of his lips.
“Exactly why it’s thrilling—the game has just begun.”
“We’re bad, Selena… very bad!”
“We don’t decide, but we know what we truly want.” He approached, taking me gently by the waist.
I wanted him so badly. I felt selfish, but no one would find out. My feelings must be restrained; that’s how I’d have control.
“So, you want to start the sin we talked about?”
“Just kiss me until we reach that villa, and you’ll tear my clothes off!”
“Why wait until home? You make me explode, Selena, you always provoke me!”
“You’re my dark desire, Gabriel. If Anita finds out, we’re doomed—not to mention Aron and Mom!”
“So, are you ready for this compromise, Selena? To be bad together?”
“Until the last kiss with you!”
He looked at me and kissed me so passionately; we couldn’t hold back. My car was right next to us, the place hidden. We got in the back, and as promised, my clothes disappeared. My moans echoed, pleasure pressing on me—it was the only man who made me feel like this, kissing me everywhere, touching every corner of my body, giving me the most intense orgasm. He knew exactly what to do.
I had fallen in love with him—his arrogance and power over me—so quickly, so intensely. I didn’t care about anyone at that moment.
“Say my name, Gabriel…” I whispered between moans of pleasure.
“Selenaaa…” he said so passionately.
“I adore you,” he said.
Everything was so intense; I wanted him all night for myself and probably for life.
He kissed my forehead, smiling at me.
“Are you ready to become enemies, beautiful?” I laughed for a second.
“For those touches, I always will be.”
“You must believe we can’t stand each other, beautiful,” he said softly, with a trace of regret, a little sad.
“I know, Gabi… I’m ready, no matter the situation.”
“Selena, I know it’s early, but I’ve never felt this way for anyone!”
“Not even for Anita?”
“Anita doesn’t count—it’s just an arrangement.”
“How so?”
“I’ll tell you one day, beautiful. But now we must hurry, or they’ll find us!”
“I understand. That’s how it will be from now on, but I accept it. It’s us against them, right?”
“From now on, it will only be you for me… I love you,” he said, kissing me again. I felt that I love you like a hundred arrows piercing my heart.
“I love you too… even though I’ve known you a week, it feels like a lifetime!”
We kissed again, getting dressed and taking separate paths once we left that car. Strange that this selfish man is the most important to me?
No, because I truly love him. I accept the situation as long as it lasts.
I went because his last race was coming—I had to be by my “enemy’s” side, right? I’ll come back to you…
Selena: What could I have done? It’s not in my nature to do something like that… Did I kiss him?
It felt so good, so explosive.
I admit I got excited—I just wanted to rip those expensive clothes off him!
But what’s the point? “What are you doing to me?”
I left, probably leaving him with a huge swelling, and I wanted to get to my room as fast as possible to release my thoughts about him, even though I knew everything was wrong.
“You drive me crazy, Gabriel,” and everything happened so fast, I didn’t even have time to think about it—just that he’s so bad for me, for my family, yet so good.
I got to my room and took my clothes off completely as soon as I closed the door.
I headed straight to the shower.
Excited and full inside, touching myself everywhere, the shower having that unimaginable power that satisfied me, the scent of his perfume still on the shirt I’d worn in that garage, smelling it deeply…
So many scenarios in my head, all starring him!
It didn’t last long because the thought alone drove me insane, and I had such a strong orgasm.
I got dressed after that wonderful shower and changed into something very light, then went out onto the terrace, lighting a cigarette, satisfied.
The party must have ended, so I decided to go downstairs.
But I didn’t even get out of my room before Mom came toward me. I greeted her with a big smile.
“What’s up, sweetie?” she said, smiling.
“I was getting ready to go downstairs, Mom!”
“I have something to discuss with you, honey.”
Did Gabi tell her something? Did she find out about that kiss? “Fuck” I panicked, but I didn’t show it.
“Sweetie, Aron and I thought it’d be best if you open the club after Gabriel’s engagement.”
“Why? What does that have to do with anything, Mom?” I calmed down a bit, but still, why not now?
“Because after the engagement he’ll finish college and wants a project of his own. We talked about the club, building it, and he said it’d be best to give him a chance, sweetie!”
“And if I don’t want his help, Mom? If I can’t stand him at all?” I said this out of pride, though honestly I felt something for him.
“Sweetie, I understand, but you have to fulfill your dream. Did you forget what you told me? ‘I’ll step on corpses to make everything work.’ It’s time to get yourself together, Selena. Be in control!”
“You’re right, Mom, but I can’t ask for so much help, it’s not in my nature, you know!”
“I know, Selena, but you have to put yourself first. Think of it as a loan, a favor that you’ll return someday!”
“Yes, Mom… I understand, but how am I supposed to give back? It’s all so much.”
“Listen, there are five months until Gabriel’s wedding. Talk to Aron. I already spoke with him—there’s a position available at Antonio’s father’s company. Help him so you can be helped, sweetie. You know this well enough!”
I looked at her. It was hard to accept, but she had done all this for me. I would accept—just one chance. I’d work for that help.
“Fine, I’ll accept, Mom… but on one condition: every penny must be accepted from me!”
“You’ll never change, but that’s what makes you special,” she said, smiling, holding me in her arms.
We went downstairs together. I went to Aron’s office; he was already waiting. We settled everything. I agreed to the conditions—next week I’d start working at Antonio’s father’s company.
I hoped it would go well.
I got a call from Amaia while sitting outside on a curb, smoking a cigarette.
“Hello Sel, are you free tonight?” she asked excitedly.
“Honestly, I have nothing to do!”
“Dress sexy! There’s an illegal race on the outskirts of town, and they need a participant—I told them about you!”
I was surprised, but honestly, I wanted out of this monotony and didn’t want to think about Gabriel.
“I’ll get ready and come. Anyway, I’ll crush them!”
“Do you know them?”
“No, but I can guess who’ll be there.”
“Have you raced before?”
“There’s no race without me within 200 km, Amaia!”
“I’ll wait. The party starts at 8:00 PM. Hope you’re ready.”
“Kisses, 8 PM, perfect!”
I hung up and went upstairs to get ready, wearing a tight black outfit, high platform boots, a Motorcycle-style jacket, loosely tying my hair into a ponytail, adding golden accessories—big earrings for a strong contrast. That was my style.
I left the room, leaving behind the perfume my mom had bought for hundreds of euros.
I grabbed the keys to the Chevrolet and off we went.
I picked up Amaia and headed to the place I knew well.
My past is tumultuous, and so is this city.
Although it’s 150 km from my home, it felt like going just 100 meters as I stepped on the accelerator.
And guess who else would be there?
Probably Gabriel and Anita!
“Seriously, I told you, Anita annoys me, even though I don’t know her,” I said, smiling—I knew Amaia didn’t like her much either.
“I know her, and you’re right. She’s like a bundle of negative energy!”
“Exactly what I felt! I don’t know how Gabriel puts up with her.”
Those two have a dull past, but I’m not in a position to tell you, she said with a nod. I wondered what dark past they had, yet somehow they fit together if I looked deeper.
“Party time, baby!” Amaia shouted as we got out of the car.
It felt just like the old times. The last race was two years ago, where I met Gabriel, but I’d forgotten him so quickly. Fate is unpredictable!
I greeted a few friends, and Amaia introduced me to the group—or rather, the crew.
Antonio was there too. I hugged him; he’s a decent guy and a good friend. The smell of hot gasoline, diesel, and oil was in the air. The place was like a pit, a big DJ setting the vibe in the open air. So many sexy, beautiful women.
Men, as always, macho.
But I hadn’t seen Anita or Gabriel yet.
I lit a cigarette while Antonio brought drinks. Amaia had disappeared with her boyfriend somewhere, so I was alone with Antonio.
“And we’ll be coworkers? Unfamiliar with each other?” he asked.
“Word spreads fast, Antonio!” I said, smiling ironically.
“You have no idea.”
“Yeah, we’ll be coworkers. Aren’t you happy?”
“Not really. Now I know who’ll bug me all day besides Gabriel.” Then I remembered Gabriel works there too. “Crap.”
“Forgot that detail, of course. Antonio always helps.”
He smiled at me. I stood up and felt a cold hand on my shoulder.
“Selena, what are you doing here?” It was Anita.
“Hi… the question is, what are you doing here?” I looked at her and smiled.
“I’m here with Gabriel to support him. You came for the same reason, right?”
“No, Anita, I’m here to compete—unlike you!”
“Ohhh yes… but what if your mom finds out, huh? …I know, awful.” I looked at her with an ironic smile, almost wanting to hit her because she was so irritating.
“Yeah, it would be awful… but imagine if Aron found out Gabriel was here too… even worse.” She looked at me and her smile disappeared.
I saw Gabriel coming behind her.
“Looks like I’m not the only passionate one in the family!” he said, pulling Anita gently by the neck, like a hug, addressing me. I smiled calmly.
“Yes, you’re the only passionate one in the family, Gabriel. You even have supporters. I do this every day; it’s no longer a passion!”
“But it’s still in your blood, isn’t it, niece?”
“Seems you two are the passionate ones, right?” Anita said, agitated, sensing something off.
“Don’t you want to be passionate too, sweetie? Maybe you’d have some empathy.” I couldn’t hold back and left.
The races were starting. I learned we were on the same team as Gabriel—he was even the team leader.
“Damn it, Amaia, you knew!”
I easily won the first race, as always.
I was congratulated—I loved that feeling so much.
I started heating up, and Gabi didn’t take his eyes off me for a second.
I moved to a more secluded spot; he followed me.
“I knew you’d follow me!” I said softly, with desire.
“Why were you so sure, Selena? Maybe I just want to play,” he said, smiling at the corner of his lips.
“Exactly why it’s thrilling—the game has just begun.”
“We’re bad, Selena… very bad!”
“We don’t decide, but we know what we truly want.” He approached, taking me gently by the waist.
I wanted him so badly. I felt selfish, but no one would find out. My feelings must be restrained; that’s how I’d have control.
“So, you want to start the sin we talked about?”
“Just kiss me until we reach that villa, and you’ll tear my clothes off!”
“Why wait until home? You make me explode, Selena, you always provoke me!”
“You’re my dark desire, Gabriel. If Anita finds out, we’re doomed—not to mention Aron and Mom!”
“So, are you ready for this compromise, Selena? To be bad together?”
“Until the last kiss with you!”
He looked at me and kissed me so passionately; we couldn’t hold back. My car was right next to us, the place hidden. We got in the back, and as promised, my clothes disappeared. My moans echoed, pleasure pressing on me—it was the only man who made me feel like this, kissing me everywhere, touching every corner of my body, giving me the most intense orgasm. He knew exactly what to do.
I had fallen in love with him—his arrogance and power over me—so quickly, so intensely. I didn’t care about anyone at that moment.
“Say my name, Gabriel…” I whispered between moans of pleasure.
“Selenaaa…” he said so passionately.
“I adore you,” he said.
Everything was so intense; I wanted him all night for myself and probably for life.
He kissed my forehead, smiling at me.
“Are you ready to become enemies, beautiful?” I laughed for a second.
“For those touches, I always will be.”
“You must believe we can’t stand each other, beautiful,” he said softly, with a trace of regret, a little sad.
“I know, Gabi… I’m ready, no matter the situation.”
“Selena, I know it’s early, but I’ve never felt this way for anyone!”
“Not even for Anita?”
“Anita doesn’t count—it’s just an arrangement.”
“How so?”
“I’ll tell you one day, beautiful. But now we must hurry, or they’ll find us!”
“I understand. That’s how it will be from now on, but I accept it. It’s us against them, right?”
“From now on, it will only be you for me… I love you,” he said, kissing me again. I felt that I love you like a hundred arrows piercing my heart.
“I love you too… even though I’ve known you a week, it feels like a lifetime!”
We kissed again, getting dressed and taking separate paths once we left that car. Strange that this selfish man is the most important to me?
No, because I truly love him. I accept the situation as long as it lasts.
I went because his last race was coming—I had to be by my “enemy’s” side, right?
