Where do you think you are going?

"That I don't know anything about her!" repeated Annie for the tenth time.

Her mother confirmed what she said, for Annie had not gone anywhere near that room.

"If you're lying to me, you're going to be in trouble with me, Annie!" he shouted angrily.

"Let go of me, you bloody brute! I wouldn't go near that filth! On what grounds?"

"Alejandro, let go of your sister right now, what do you think we could have done with that girl? We never went near that room, she may have just left." Said his mother.

Alejandro ran through the house, searching every room and screaming her name.

"Ariel! Ariel! That's enough! Come out wherever you are! It's not funny!"

But Ariel did not appear.

The thought crossed his mind to go to Alessia's house, already to take it for granted that he had looked everywhere and accept that Ariel had left.

He took the car to get there faster and in case she wasn't there, go out to look for her on the way.

He drove to Alessia's house, which was really close.

When he rang the doorbell, one of his nephews opened the door.

"Uncle Alejandro!" the boy shouted and ran to hug him, to which the second boy came out.

His two nephews, Mateo and Leo.

The oldest was Leo, but they were only less than a year apart.

"Where are your parents?" he kissed the boys and they hugged him at the same time.

"Mom is getting a massage and Dad is in the bathroom, I think he's taking a shower, because he's been in there for a while, do you want me to call them?" The older of the two asked.

"I'll wait a few minutes, I wanted to ask if they've seen a young lady around. She's small, long blonde hair, a little thin, looks very young, have you seen her?"

"No." They answered at the same time, sat down next to their uncle as they waited in the living room. In the house there was a lot of movement, because of the dinner preparations.

(...)

Since he arrived home, the first thing he did was to lock himself in the bathroom, take off his pants and lean against the wall, in front of the mirror, with his underwear halfway down his legs, he caressed his penis and closed his eyes, he felt his erection in his hand and caressed it slowly, imagining that they were the small and delicate hands of Ariel Sanchez, he felt her breasts between his hands, her smell, the softness of her skin, the richness of her aroma, his penis trembled with desire. He licked his fingers and with them wet he brought them back to his penis, beginning to masturbate, he felt her, he imagined her and in his mind a new obsession with Ariel was building.

Should he have possessed her there or was he wrong to chicken out and let her go? His body trembled as he failed to do everything he imagined.

At least he had touched her, he had had her on her and she had been underneath him, screaming, fighting, resisting as he held her. It was too pleasurable for Marco Albini! That encounter with Ariel had driven him crazy and he touched himself just thinking about her, biting her lips and everything his body felt like he had inside her, doing it roughly and letting her think she could wriggle free, while he made her his.

Only his.

She imagined his lips, that kiss, those soft, tender lips, from hers came a moan and she covered her mouth as she increased the movement of her hand on his penis.

His imagination was strong, as was that sensation coursing through him.

"Aah..." he let out a hot sigh as the pressure eased and he cum on his hand.

"Dad, Uncle Alejandro has been here for several minutes, he's waiting for you or mom to ask them about a girl, could you come out?" Seeing that his father was late and his mother didn't want to be interrupted, Mateo went to knock on the bathroom door where his father was.

"I'll be right there, sweetheart. Tell your uncle to wait for me one more minute." Nerves wanted to betray him knowing that Alejandro was there, looking for Ariel.

She had plenty of time to have arrived at the house, but it seemed she wasn't there.

When he was ready, he came out of the bathroom.

"It's a surprise to have you around. It's many hours until dinner, is everything all right?" she looked from afar at her brother-in-law, he looked angry, what was going on?

"I didn't come for dinner, I'm looking for Ariel, did she come this way? The kids say they haven't seen her."

He was pleased to look at Alejandro and know that he had touched his future wife.

"They don't know her, Alessia and I haven't seen her since that day, has she left?" he pretended not to know anything.

Alejandro frowned and stood up.

"I think so."

"Can I help you with anything?"

"No, I'll go to the road and see if I see her, the only way she could have left was by walking, I think she went in through the woods and out to the road, but...I don't know what time she did that. She's probably not around anymore."

Marco didn't know whether to be relieved or distressed that Ariel had left there instead of heading toward the Fendi house. For one thing, if she left, he wouldn't be able to indulge his fantasies about her and that made him very angry.

Alejandro left in his car to look for Ariel on the way, he couldn't think of any reason why she would want to leave.

According to him, she had everything she needed there.

(...)

He cried all the way.

She had run so fast that it took her less time than she thought to reach the road.

Tired, she threw herself on the ground to rest while crying, how many times had she spat and ran her hands over her lips with the intention of erasing that disgusting kiss? She didn't know how to feel other than disgusted, she was upset, but she had also felt so afraid of being so helpless.

That place she didn't know, she could be hours away and she preferred not to have to walk it as night fell, she knew that at night it was even more dangerous, especially on a road, where someone could stop to pick her up and no one would notice.

The crazy and deranged always abounded.

She stood up and began to walk, keeping pace so as not to tire but also keeping ahead of the pace.

She thought about the short time she lasted in that house and the senselessness of staying there or marrying that man. It was a good opportunity to never hear from Alejandro or the Fendi again.

But she didn't feel good about it, she was used to the short hours with Alejandro and whatever he offered her that didn't have the name love in it.

She looked back as she heard a car very close to her, she started to run when that car stopped, but the car was chasing her, she honked for it to stop, but Ariel would not.

"Ariel, stop now!" shouted Alejandro. As she heard his voice, she stopped. The car parked next to her and out of it stepped Alejandro in a rage. "Where do you think you're going, you little brat, do you think you can leave me!" he shouted full of anger, he looked her up and down and saw that she was fine, but his anger only increased. "Do you know how long I've been looking for you, why the hell are you playing games with me like this, why do you think you can leave!" But as he listened to that man's screams, Ariel was crying and he didn't even notice, he only concentrated on the fact that she had escaped, getting to worry him and that left him very angry. "I treat you so badly that you'd rather wander than stay in my house? Can't you think? I'm giving you everything! I don't demand anything from you! What the hell do you want? Tell me at once! I despair of your silence!"

He moved her by the arms like a doll and being so close was when he realized that she was crying, that her hair was full of small branches and loose leaves, maybe some sand and very disheveled, that her chin was reddened and her clothes were dirty.

He hugged her against him and was silent, waiting for her response.

"I just want to leave." Ariel managed to say. "Let me go."

"No. You're coming home with me. You're not going anywhere, Ariel." He took her face in his hands and with his thumbs wiped away her tears. "I'm sorry, I'll do better. I've got you locked up there, with nothing to do, we'll do more things, I'll make time for you. Starting from today. We'll go to a beautiful dinner."

He would never let her go.

He couldn't afford to miss that dinner. He had found Ariel, now they had to get home to get ready, he was more than convinced that she was the one.

He had to show his future wife.

That ring and that dress would not wear themselves.