Chapter 2 Wedding night

"How punctual!" She said and went to open the door. Dolores handed her a tray with a plate of Cochinita Pibil and some tortillas.

"Thanks!" Carolina loved that dish very much.

She ate and saw that there was a note on the tray. She opened it.

'Inside the wardrobe, there is a box. Dress with what's inside. When the clock strikes eight, go into my room, put on the blindfold and wait for me in bed.' It was a message from Máximo.

Carolina ran her fingers over his handwriting. It was elegant. She got up and went looking for the box.

When the clock struck eight at night, Carolina opened her own bedroom door and looked around the hallway. She was wearing a black robe, but underneath it, a very pretty, black silk nightgown. Seeing that no one was there, she ran to the bedroom at the end of the hall and entered.

Carolina expected her wedding nightgown to be white. Nadia, her stepmother, had put a very fancy one in her luggage. No, not out of kindness or affection, but as a mockery that Carolina was marrying that man. But at least Carolina couldn't say that her husband's chosen outfit was ugly. On the contrary, in addition to beauty, it held elegance.

The room was completely dark. She groped for the switch on the wall but couldn't find it. She couldn't see a thing in front of her nose! With her hands in front of her, she walked forward. Maximo told her to wait in bed.

She waited, and finally, she heard movement outside. The hallway was dark, and she couldn't see her husband.

'He doesn't want me to see him, of course!' She thought and then remembered the blindfold. She quickly put it on.

This made her even more nervous. Carolina could hear everything.

Squeak of fabric and then the bed began to sag, and she felt his presence on top of her. She was lying down.

"I-I...I've never..." She stammered. Carolina had saved herself for the man she would love and marry. The first part, unfortunately, did not go as she planned.

Máximo stopped moving instantly. He had only seen Carolina on camera and thought she was very pretty. But he didn't want her to see him. He looked hideous and he feared that if she saw him they would not consummate their marriage.

He thought that everything could happen very quickly and with luck, she would be pregnant the first time. Not that he wasn't attracted to her but doing it that way was somehow humiliating for the both of them. Upon learning that she was still a virgin, he had to take a deep breath. It wouldn't be fast.

"Okay," he replied in a way that, to Carolina, sounded sexy. He put his hand on her leg and she jumped. "Calm down, I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

She nodded.

And he kept his promise, kissing her body, but when she tried to touch him, he grabbed Carolina's wrists.

"No. Do not touch me. Keep your hands on the mattress and let me take care of the rest."

"But..."

"Carolina!"

Although it was a bossy tone, it wasn't rude. Carolina sighed and nodded, unsure if he could see her.

She felt every touch and was very nervous. He didn't kiss her on the mouth, but from the neck down, there was no part left without his warm and soft lips touching.

The next morning, Carolina woke up alone, and already in her room. She moved to sit up and felt sore. Although her husband was kind, at one point he was like an animal, and he even apologized to her for it.

She looked up at the ceiling and smiled. He had kissed her body and she blushed at the memory. Although painful, it was also very delightful.

As soon as she got up, she saw a box on top of the bedside table. It looked like a jewelry box. There was a note.

'The night was wonderful. Here is the payment.'

The smile that was playing on Carolina's lips, disappeared. The expression on her face changed to a grimace. She did her personal hygiene, changed her clothes, took the box and left the room, furious, ignoring the discomfort between her legs.

While Carolina was sleeping, Máximo looked up her name in some sources and learned about her mother's story and how everyone said she was easy like her mother. That just made him angry and that's exactly why he 'paid' her. At least that way, maybe she wouldn't get involved with other men. He didn't demand love, since even he wasn't willing to offer it, but being a cuckold, no!

His phone rang. It was his father.

"Are you enjoying the perks of a married life, my son?" César Castillo asked full of hope.

Máximo shifted in his chair and laughed.

"Indeed. I believe that, if everything goes as expected, we will soon find out if Carolina is pregnant."

"Carolina?" César asked, confused.

"Yes, father, my wife. Her name is Carolina, don't you remember?" Máximo asked impatiently.

"Ah..." César seemed distant but didn't say anything. "I'll wait for good news, then. Your grandma will be overjoyed!"

The deal was made so that Eloisa, considered the beauty of the city, would marry Máximo Castillo. However, it is obvious that Eloisa would never accept not only a marriage with a man she had never seen, but one that everyone knew was deformed by burning scars.

The call ended and César sighed heavily. He should have expected this already, however, he was very irritated.

Dolores was arranging a pillow in the living room.

"Dolores, good morning. Where is my husband, please?" Carolina asked, trying not to be rude to the elderly woman who had nothing to do with all that mess.

Dolores widened her eyes and raised her head to look at her boss's wife, frightened.

"Oh, good morning. He's in the office." Carolina started to go in that direction. "Madam! Don't go in there!"

Dolores followed her.

"I need to talk to him," Carolina said, continuing to walk.

"Mrs., he won't like it..."

"Dolores, he treated me badly and he will listen to what I have to say regarding that matter!"

Dolores nodded and stood still.

"Knock first, please!" Was all she said, and Carolina nodded.

Arriving in front of his door, she knocked, with some force.

"Who is it?" Máximo's voice sounded and Carolina got angrier.

"It is me!" She raged. "Carolina!"

"Go away!"

She stared at the door, open-mouthed.

'But... He is too cheeky!'

Carolina tried to open the door, but it was locked.

"Máximo Castillo!" She knocked hard again.

"I said: go away!" He repeated.

"Well, open that door right now!"

He didn't answer anything, but soon, two men entered the house and approached her.

"Madam, the boss asked you to leave the door of his office."

The taller man with a hat on his head said it gently.

"I'm not leaving until he talks to me," Carolina answered the man politely and turned toward the door. "You're a man to sleep with me and send me that note, but not man enough to speak to me, face to face?"

The men widened their eyes and looked at each other, as no one has ever spoken to their boss that way.

Noise from inside the office, the key was turned, and Carolina saw the doorknob turning.