Chapter 2

This will be my first night away from my family, from my room. This is all very new to me, and my new room is so small, it makes me feel claustrophobic. I wrap myself up so I don't die from the cold.

To make matters worse it is raining, so it is much colder. I sit on the bed and hug my legs, I can't sleep like this. Tonight will be difficult, I think I won't survive without a heater. I wonder how Ezequiel is doing.

I get up and leave my small room, right in front is Ezequiel's. I slowly open the door without making a sound and take a look, his room is huge and has heating.

While I'm freezing to death, he's very warm. I watch him sleep, he has a cold look, he is scary when he sleeps, but I know he has a good heart. I sneak closer to get a better look.

He is very attractive and manly, with very marked features, I think I like him, that thought makes me blush. The bed looks very warm, so I get in slowly so as not to wake him and cover myself with the sheets. I confirm my suspicions, the temperature is very warm, soon I fall asleep.

I wake up due to a pain in my neck, I look around and I don't recognize the place until a memory comes to my mind, I'm in Ezequiel's room, but I woke up on the floor. I remember falling asleep in bed, I sit on the floor and the neck pain intensifies.

"I won't sleep on the floor again," I say out loud.

"You're a heavy sleeper" I look in the direction of the voice and find Ezequiel coming out of the bathroom completely naked, I quickly cover my eyes and leave the room.

It can't be, I've seen him naked. My heart races and I go straight into the shower, the water will erase that memory.

I have never seen another naked man, his body is simply perfect, he has the body of a Viking and his manhood is of great size. I feel my cheeks burn from that memory, I'm not going to think about that.

I go out and dress in blue sneakers, a long-sleeved t-shirt, and light ripped tight pants. Today we are going shopping, it will be the 3rd time I have shopped in a supermarket in my entire life, I am going to take mom's card.

I go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and once ready, I serve it on the table. I'm missing the juice, when I put it back in, Ezequiel is already eating, I can't help but blush when I remember the morning's incident.

I place the juice on the table without looking at it and sit down to eat.

​ "Why were you sleeping in my bed last night?"

"I don't like small places and your room is huge and has heating, so I lay down in your bed" I remember that I didn't wake up in bed "Why was I sleeping on the floor?"

He lets out a loud laugh "I threw you away and you kept sleeping on the floor, you're a heavy sleeper" he keeps laughing while pouring himself the juice.

"It's not funny, my neck hurts! And I also want a heater" I get up upset.

"Aren't you going to want breakfast?"

"No." I sit on the couch until he finishes eating and we go shopping in the car.

"This card is yours now, use it for whatever you need" he extends the card and I take it.

"Mom gave me one so I could buy whatever I wanted"

"Well, I'll give you this card, use it" he says as he continues driving, everything was very quiet.

We went to the supermarket, he stayed by my side while he made calls and sent messages.

"I have to go, I sent you the address in a message, take an Uber to get home, I'll be back for dinner," he quickly left, leaving me alone.

It's weird, but I wanted him to stay a while longer. I bought what I needed and some hygiene products, then I went home.

 When I arrive I feel relieved, I had forgotten how exhausting shopping is and the worst part is organizing it.

The kitchen is not very clean, after organizing everything I will start cleaning the house.

This house is huge when it comes to cleaning, plus it's all dusty. It has four rooms, one is Ezequiel's work study, another is a library and the rest are our bedrooms.

I enter Ezequiel's room that is very dusty, it is difficult to clean. On the nightstand he has a photo of a woman who looks a lot like him, maybe his mother.

There is a lot of dirty clothes, I wonder when it was the last time he washed. Ezequiel is very disorganized and, apparently, there is no cleaning staff here.

After washing clothes, I went to put it in place. I go to the closet and when I see how enormous it is, it has many expensive costumes and smells like it. I put the clothes in its place and start fucking a little brand watches and another photo of the same woman.

I open a drawer where there are many condoms and some things that I think are sex toys. It gives me some shame and I close it quickly, apparently it is very active, I better finish cleaning to start cooking dinner.

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It took a long time cleaning the house, washing the clothes and preparing dinner, but he has not arrived. I feel they open the door, it's Ezequiel.

​ When I arrive, he looks at me very surprised.

"Dinner is ready" I say very he excitedly.

He follows me silently to the table and we sit down to eat.

"How was today, did you like what I sent you?"

"I liked it, Mateo, everything is going excellent, I'm going to make my way in the business, although we shouldn't get too excited," he says very calmly.

"Everything will be fine" he looks me in the eyes and with his smile I know he trusts my words.

"I need us to organize everything" I nod at his words, I feel very excited.

After eating we went to his studio to work. It's incredible that his studio is bigger than my room, in fact, all the rooms are bigger than my room, that bothers me.

"Ezequiel, why is my room so small?"

He takes off his vest, "it's because I furnished the house so I could live alone," he continues with his work.

He is very selfish, I wonder how mom met him. As I look at him, I see that there are lipstick marks on his shirt, I don't know why, but that bothers me. He said he would arrive for dinner and was late because he was with someone else.

We have nothing, but it makes me angry that he lied to me. I'm going to continue working in silence, I don't want to talk to him.

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"I'm done, I'm going to sleep" I get up and leave.

I'm he upset and I don't understand why, for now, I don't want to see it. I go into my room and lie down on the bed, it's very cold here, I wrap myself up as much as I can and try to sleep

Ezequiel opens my room and the only thing that covers him from his nakedness is the cloth around his waist. I can't get any words out, I just look at him.

"Thank you for washing my clothes, I haven't cleaned for a while" he said very embarrassed and he looks at me "Are you cold?"

"I don't have a heater"

"It's going to be a cold night for you" she laughs before leaving, it's very cruel, cruel and sexy too.

I try to sleep, but every time I do, the image of naked Ezequiel comes to my mind. I move from side to side in bed and accidentally fall, knocking over the nightstand.

My head hurts a lot, tonight it's going from bad to worse. The door opens suddenly, Ezequiel turns on the light and looks at me like a lost case.

"You're very clumsy" he takes my arm and lifts me up as if he weighed nothing "Are you okay?"

"Yes" he touched my head, it hurts, as does my leg.

Ezequiel lifts the nightstand and the things that fell with it, luckily nothing broke. I look down, feeling very sorry.

"Try not to break anything" he left angrily, leaving he me alone in that cold room.

I sit on the bed and look out the window until I fall asleep.

I feel my hair being pulled, so I turn my back. I want to keep sleeping, I'm he so tired.

Suddenly I feel how they approach my neck and bite me, I quickly get up scared and cover my neck.

I only hear Ezequiel's laughter.

"You're an idiot, don't bite me!" He yelled at her, still covering my neck with my hands.

"You don't get up and I have to go to work, I can't go if you haven't made breakfast"

That idiot bit me just so I'd cook for him. I get up angry and go to the kitchen. I prepare him something light, toast with scrambled eggs and orange juice.

I just watch him eat, it's incredible, he thinks I'm his servant, I even have to make him breakfast. I do not like this.

He finished breakfast and went to get his things, he didn't even clean the dishes. I pick up the dishes to wash them reluctantly, this is very annoying.

"Bye, I'm going to be home early today."

"Okay," I respond nonchalantly as I wash the dishes.

I feel Ezequiel approach me from behind, he grabs my butt and squeezes it. I blush and try to remove it, but he pulls me closer to the sink, immobilizing me.

"Let me," I beg.

"Your butt is real, I thought it was operated on" says Ezequiel very calmly as he sticks closer and squeezes me, I accidentally let out a moan.

"I didn't know that men could moan as richly as a woman" I try not to moan, I bite my lips very hard.

"Don't stop, I like the way you moan" his voice becomes hoarser and he brings more than just his hands closer, bites and sucks my neck. 

I break my lips to stop myself from moaning, but I can't take it anymore and just let my body react to the stimuli.

He feels so good and I think he's enjoying it, I feel like his friend is waking up.

 "I have to go to work" he kisses me on the neck and leaves, leaving me he alone and confused.

I've never been with a man, but he felt so good, I still feel the pain of his bites and the warmth of his body. I don't know if Ezequiel is gay, I think he should ask him.