Chapter 4

Despite the fatigue, I am working alongside Ezequiel. I don't want to let him down; this is very important to us, and it's my chance to leave my family ties behind. I watch Ezequiel work; he has a cold and calculating look, he only wears glasses when he works, and he always dresses formally, even at home, but he looks very sexy and masculine.

"We have everything planned," Ezequiel leans back comfortably in his chair. "We will do well."

"I hope so," I say quietly, trying to ignore my thoughts about him from a moment ago.

Ezequiel gets up from his chair and takes off his glasses. "I'm going to bed; you should do the same. It's been a long day," he says, leaving me alone in the room.

Maybe I should go to sleep; I feel somewhat tired. I check the time on my phone; it's three in the morning. It's really late; I didn't realize the time. I should go to sleep. I get up sleepily and clumsily make my way to my small room. I lie down in the bed where it's very cold. I cover my body with the sheets, but I'm still cold; I can't sleep like this even though I'm sleepy.

Ezequiel makes me feel vulnerable, and even though I try to fight it, my own body betrays me. I don't know if he likes men; from what I've seen, he likes women. Despite that, he touches me as if I were one. I muster up the courage and decide to go ask him if he is gay or if he's just doing it to bother me. The cold is very strong; I'm freezing.

Ezequiel's room has a heater, and if I sleep with him, he will get angry and give me a heater or make me sleep on the floor. After thinking about it for a while and still with a sore neck, I decide it's better to sleep on the floor with warmth.

I leave my room and sneak into Ezequiel's room, to my surprise, he's not there. Surely he went with some woman, and now I have his warm and comfortable room to myself.

I lie down in his warm bed and cover myself. "What a relief," I say with excitement. I take the sheet and smell it; it has Ezequiel's scent, it's very nice, I like his scent.

"What are you doing sniffing my sheet? I didn't know you were a dog," says Ezequiel coming out of his closet, only wearing pajama pants, revealing his torso. He has a very good physique, defined abs, muscular arms, and he also has a tattoo on his right arm that I hadn't noticed.

"I..." I try to think of something, but my brain doesn't cooperate due to the embarrassment. I lower my gaze, Ezequiel intimidates me.

" "You what?" Ezequiel lies down on the bed right next to me.

"I was just making sure they were clean," Ezequiel looks at me strangely, although I think he believed me, what a relief.

"What are you doing in my bed?" Ezequiel asks.

"I can't sleep, I promise to behave, I won't bother you," I say, still looking down .

"Alright," he covers himself and remains silent, it makes me wonder what he's thinking.

"You have a very nice tattoo," I point to his arm.

"I got it a few years ago here in Japan, a dragon symbolizes strength and good fortune," he explains calmly. We never have normal conversations, it's always about work or arguing. I like being able to spend this time with him.

"Can I touch it?"

"Sure, no problem," I pass my hand over the tattoo, the amount of detail and how well this tattoo is done is impressive, it's art. Ezequiel's arm is very muscular, I stop touching it, I don't want to make him uncomfortable.

"You're not from Japan, are you?" I ask him, he doesn't have Japanese features. Ezequiel shakes his head, confirming my suspicions. I don't know much about Ezequiel, even though we live under the same roof.

"Ezequiel, do you like pastries?"

"Yes, there's a place here where they make good pastries, I'll take you there sometime." My eyes light up at hearing those words.

"I would love that, my favorite cake is peach, what about yours?"

"Chocolate, we should sleep, tomorrow will be an interesting day. Do you know how to use a weapon?" I shake my head. "Tomorrow we'll go so you can learn how to use one."

Ezequiel turns off the light, leaving us in darkness, and lies down to sleep next to me.

I think this is the best opportunity I have to ask Ezequiel. I gently touch his arm, waking him up. "Can I ask you something?" I say in a low voice. He looks at me seriously and then nods his head.

"Do you like men or women?" I ask him very nervous, but I really want to know.

Ezequiel laughs out loud. "I like women, where does that question come from?"

"Just out of curiosity," I blush with shame and I cover myself with the savanna just leaving my head outside.

"Do you want me to fuck you? Although I like your groans and you have a good butt, you are a man, I don't fuck me with another man." He says with a look of malice, I feel that his eyes look through my soul.

"I don't want you to fuck me," I say angry. How can you talk about it so easily? "I'm going to sleep, good night," I turn my back and try to sleep, it's an idiot.

I feel a warm hand go under my shirt and I try to stop it from going up, but Ezequiel prevents it and bites my shoulder. Every time he tries to move, he bites me harder, so I give in, his bites cause me a lot of pain.

 "I almost forgot," I can feel Ezequiel's hand reach my nipples and massage them. I bite my lips, he feels so good, my breathing quickens, I feel the room become much warmer. "You have nice nipples."

I can feel his breath on my neck and he pinches my nipple, I can't help but moan.

"Stop... please, it's not funny," I beg, blushing at Ezequiel's encouragement.

"You said you would behave, obey me" he runs his hand over the other nipple, the one he bit me and is still a little swollen and sensitive.

I can't help it, my body betrays me and I let out some moans of pleasure mixed with pain. Ezequiel's body is so close to mine that I feel his warmth and his awakened member.

"Eze...quiel, please," I say between moans with labored breathing. My he little friend also wakes up, I can't stand this mixture of pleasure anymore. 

"Say my name, I can't hear you any louder," his hard manhood sticks harder between my butt, I try to prevent it and touch it to push it away, realizing how hard and big it is. This made Ezequiel shudder, he removes my hand from his privacy and brushes it against my butt again.

"Eze...qui...el," I say between moans and he pinches my nipple much harder making me moan. "Ezequiel... Ah... Eze... quiel," the room fills with moans and pleasure. Part of me wants him to stop and the other part of me wants him to continue.

I feel how Ezequiel slowly runs his tongue along my neck and begins to suck it, this makes me close my eyes from the pleasure. I feel like I'm short of breath, my breathing is very agitated.

Eyes half-lidded in pleasure, I lock eyes with Ezequiel, his eyes filled with lust. We are so close that I can feel his breath on my face, I try to cut the small space and kiss him but he moves away from him and bites my shoulder, causing a lot of pain.

"Good boy, I'll leave you still so you can sleep," he stops touching me and slowly takes his hand out of my shirt, before leaving he runs his hand around my waist and caresses it gently. "You have a small waist, I like it," he takes another bite on my shoulder before getting up and heading to the bathroom. 

"Did you like touching it?" He asks with his rocky voice, I know from the look in his eyes and his crotch that he is very excited, as am I. I cover my face with the sheet, I'm embarrassed to see it after what happened.

I feel him close the bathroom door, leaving me alone, confused and somewhat agitated. All this is new for me, Ezequiel's caresses remain in my body, I can still feel them and the pain of his bites and pinches. Why does he touch me this way? Maybe for him that's just a game, but I feel like he enjoys it more than he admits, but he's not gay.

I better put those thoughts away, I uncover my head from the sheet. Tomorrow I will use a gun for the first time, I have always had bodyguards and security at the mansion, it was never necessary for me to use one. I know there are many people who use it, but I have always seen it as something unnecessary.

I settle down to sleep, my body is a little sore and my crotch is still awake, I blush, I hope he doesn't notice. Ezequiel hasn't come out of the bathroom yet, I better get some sleep, tomorrow will be a long day. I close my eyes slowly and finally fall asleep.