When The Monster Loves

Bianca runs through the streets of a dubious part of New York City, her head turning every moment to see if her pursuers are still after her.

Bianca can't believe that once again she's been led astray by her father's schemes.

Finally her feet reach a busy avenue, full of nightlife, New York in its essence, the city that never slept.

Bianca looks back once more, startled to realize how close Thomas's henchmen are to her.

It's at that moment that her body collides with a solid wall, as her head turns forward she realizes that it's not a wall but a man, his strong, defined arms wrap around her waist to stop her fall, his ice-cold blue eyes stare at her.

Bianca senses that whatever they've injected her with is about to take effect, so staring into those cold eyes once more, Bianca says pleadingly:

"Help me," and as soon as the words leave her mouth, she faints completely.

Hours before...

Bianca is busy attending to a demanding client, who has already made her take off several models of clothes that never fit, Bianca knew this was happening because the client in question wore at least two sizes more than the one she insisted on ordering.

However, Bianca was known for being patient, in fact everyone had a habit of taking advantage of her, her friends at work always left the most difficult customers for Bianca or the cleaning jobs at the end of the working day, her manager always put her to work on Sundays so she wouldn't create a fuss with the other employees.

But Bianca had a reason for being like this: her mother, Tereza, was terribly ill and her father and older brother were two scumbags of the worst kind, sucking everything out of them, until two years ago they sold the house that had been left to Teresa as an inheritance when she was still young by her parents, leaving her ill and without a roof over her head.

At that time, Bianca was forced to drop out of fashion design college on a scholarship to work and support herself and her mother, while her father and brother disappeared into the world, leaving her with her mother who became even more cruel and bitter.

That afternoon, almost at the end of working hours, Bianca's cell phone rang insistently in her pocket. With a squeeze on her heart and the fear that it might be news about her mother, she approached the manager. His face was serious and tense as she asked him to answer the phone. He sighed, clearly annoyed, but consented, with the proviso that she would have to do the final cleaning one more time because of this.

Bianca didn't like the idea, as it was already the fourth time that week that she'd had to stay overtime to carry out the cleaning tasks, while the other saleswomen seemed to answer their phones all the time without consequence. However, she just nodded and answered the phone with a "hello".

On the other end of the line, her father's unmistakable voice spoke:

"Bianca, come to this address I'm sending you. I've found some money to pay back the money I borrowed from your mother."

Bianca couldn't help but grumble bitterly:

"Stolen, you mean."

Her father, with his explosive temper, shouted across the line:

"Do you want the money or not?"

Bianca thought for a moment, looking at the store that was still full of customers, at the clothes scattered around the fitting room and at her work friends who didn't even seem to notice her absence. She knew that accepting her father's offer was risky, but her mother was ill and needed expensive medication, much of which she couldn't afford.

With a resigned sigh, Bianca finally agreed:

"Okay, send me the address."

Her father quickly passed on the location, and Bianca hung up the phone, feeling a weight on her chest. She hurried to the manager and explained that something had come up and that she had to leave early. The manager looked at her in surprise, as Bianca had been working there for a year and had never asked for time off. With a serious expression, he agreed:

"Go ahead, but you'll have to come in on Sunday to make up for it."

Bianca thanked the manager with a forced smile and hurried out of the store, worried about what her father was planning this time and the possible consequences of his decision. She knew she was about to get involved in something dangerous, but her mother's health was at stake, and she was willing to do anything to protect her.

Bianca approached her father, trying to ignore the growing sense of panic taking hold of her. However, he ignored her completely, turning to the mysterious man accompanying her.

"So, Thomas, didn't I say she was beautiful? I didn't lie, did I? She's worth every penny of what we agreed," her father said with a cynical smile, making Bianca even more upset.

Her father's words made her realize the reality of the situation. She was in the middle of something sinister and, as she looked around, she realized that she was completely surrounded by hostile-looking men. Her heart began to beat faster and panic overtook her.

In a fit of desperation, Bianca shouted at her father:

"What are you up to? I came for Mom's money. Give her her money back and I'll leave!"

Everyone around her started laughing, except for the man her father called Thomas. He didn't laugh; instead, he stared at her intensely, as if assessing every detail of her. His piercing eyes sent shivers down Bianca's spine, making her even more nervous and unsure of what was to come.

Thomas finally spoke, his eyes still fixed on Bianca:

"Your father assures me that you're a virgin, is that true? How can a beautiful woman like you, aged twenty-four, be a virgin?"

Bianca's panic was now mixed with anger and shame. It was true that she had never had any intimate experience; her life had always been dedicated to fixing her father's and brother's mistakes and looking after her sick mother. There was simply no time for Bianca to be interested in boys or anything else.

Thomas, seeing Bianca blush, let out a cruel laugh and continued:

"God, it's true, you're a virgin. I was very lucky. I'll be careful with you, and if you're nice, maybe I'll even let you be my wife."

Bianca took three steps back, her eyes wide with fear. Again, she screamed:

"What the hell is going on here?"

Her father at least had the decency to look away when Thomas said:

"Your father sold his virginity to me."

Hearing those shocking words, Bianca's legs felt like they were about to give way, but she stood firm, mustering all her strength. It was at that moment that her brother sneaked up and injected something into her neck.

Bianca let out a scream of horror when she felt the sting, and Thomas just laughed, saying:

"Relax, it's just a very powerful Chinese aphrodisiac. You'll be begging for me in no time."

With a final surge of courage, Bianca kicked her brother between the legs, causing him to fall screaming in pain. Without a second thought, she ran, her legs moving frantically like never before in her life. She knew she had to escape that nightmare as quickly as possible.

At the same time, on the posh side of town, billionaire businessman Carlos Joy was having a business dinner with Chinese businessmen who wanted to launch an exclusive Joy Whills clothing line in their country.

Carlos, who spoke Chinese and five other languages to perfection, impressed the Chinese with his business skills, poise and resourcefulness, so he was able to close yet another advantageous deal for the company where he was chairman and majority owner.

Those who see Carlos today have no idea that he was adopted at the age of seven, taken from a life of poverty and abuse by the kind-hearted Joy family, who witnessed the horrific story of a malnourished little boy with black hair and blue eyes who, in an attempt to escape yet another attack by his mother's pimp, threw himself from the second floor of a dilapidated building in the poor part of the city of Detroit.

Priscila Joy immediately fell in love with the little boy she saw on television, and moved heaven and earth to adopt him. Paulo Joy agreed wholeheartedly with his wife and the adoption issue was quickly resolved because there was nothing the Joys couldn't do.

Carlos spent months in hospital, undergoing physical and psychological treatment, and Priscila never left his side, which caused a certain resentment in her biological son Rodrigo, who was only a year older than Carlos, and hated all the attention his mother and father gave to that strange boy.

Rodrigo always pretended to be a good brother in front of his parents, but when they weren't around, Rodrigo was cruel and vicious to Carlos, who at the time didn't say a word.

And the fact that Carlos was better at everything didn't help to improve the relationship between the brothers. Unlike Rodrigo, who was average at everything he did, Carlos was excellent, the best student in the school, he graduated with honors from college, and even in sports, music and the arts he surpassed Rodrigo.

The only problem was that Carlos was an introverted child, he didn't like being touched, especially by women, and he didn't speak a word until he was ten years old when he surprised everyone by saying loud and clear to a friend of his mother's to keep his hands off him.

When Carlos graduated from college he refused to join the family business, and took a job on his own using the unknown surname of his biological mother Whills.

That's when he met Tereza, a beautiful young woman, whose personality and beauty broke down all his barriers, and Carlos fell completely in love with her, until one day, he was surprised by Rodrigo's announcement that he and Tereza had fallen in love and were going to get married.

Carlos endured the job of best man at the wedding, and as soon as the party was over he left the Joy mansion, swearing that no one would ever take anything from him again.

Ignoring the pleas of his mother and father, he went abroad on his own, where he only contacted his mother and father to let them know he was alive.

And just six years later he returned to New York City, very different from the twenty-four-year-old he had been before.

By the time he was thirty, he was already considered the most sought-after bachelor in the country, and on his own merits he had become rich and powerful, even more so than the Joy family, but the price was that he had become a cold, arrogant and ferocious man, who despised women in general with the exception of his mother, which was known by everyone, but it didn't stop women throwing themselves at Carlos in an attempt to win him over.

What almost no one knew was that Carlos suffered from insomnia and when he slept he had horrible nightmares. He developed a strong aversion to women's touch, with the exception of when he had sex, but even in bed Carlos was cruel and distant with women, not allowing any kind of contact that showed affection.

Carlos was adept at practicing BDSM, so he could control women so that they wouldn't touch him without permission.

As all his relationships were under contract, and he hardly ever appeared in public with any woman, this generated a lot of speculation about his sexuality, which also didn't stop women from throwing themselves at Carlos.

But everything changed that morning when Tereza, now his sister-in-law, came into his office and threw herself into Carlos' arms, with the excuse that she was having problems in her marriage and needed help.

Carlos immediately closed his eyes and waited for the crisis of anxiety and aversion he felt every time women touched him without permission, but it didn't come. He had been having sex with Tereza since she broke into his house a few months ago, but she had never touched him without permission - this was the first time.

Carlos then firmly pushed Tereza away, saying he would think of something to help her and then dismissed her with the excuse that he had an important meeting to attend. This led to an hour in the office of his psychiatrist and personal friend Lucas Hux, who had a theory about what was happening that was taking Carlos' peace of mind away. First he asked Carlos to excuse himself and left the office, returning shortly afterwards with his secretary who, without warning, hugged Carlos, which caused a panic attack and revulsion at the time. After Carlos recovered, he said that he thought Carlos still loved Tereza and that was why he didn't have crises when she touched him.

As it turned out, Carlos refused to have any feelings for that woman.

And that's why now, instead of paying attention to the Chinese businessmen's conversation, Carlos was lost in dark thoughts.

He glanced at his personal secretary and friend, who understood that it was time to leave.

He pretended to take a call, then said:

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but something has come up in one of the branches that requires your attention"

Carlos nodded and repeated his apologies in Chinese, saying that the next morning he would send his lawyer to find them to sign the contract.

Thinking that Pedro deserves a raise, after all, he is an excellent personal assistant, and he also knows all about Carlos' illness, so he takes every precaution to keep the women away from Carlos.

Present moment.

Carlos leaves the hotel where the five-star restaurant he was dining in is located, thinking he needs to find a new submissive so he can vent all his frustration. And that's when he hears footsteps coming towards him, turns around and sees a young woman with long blonde hair, running in a very strange way, to him she was drunk or something, despite the young woman's terrified expression Carlos can't help but notice that she was very pretty.

It was when the woman looked back frightened that Carlos followed her gaze and saw the group of men who seemed to be chasing her. And then it happens, the woman bumps into his chest, and out of pure reflex Carlos holds her up to stop her falling, but something much stranger happens, instead of letting go of her immediately, Carlos pulls her to him, and instead of feeling the crisis of anxiety and disgust he feels the length of her curvy body, and the slight strawberry smell of her hair, and there seems to be the solution to his problems.

"Help me," she whispers and collapses into his arms, as the paparazzi start taking pictures.

In the midst of the chaos, Pedro looks surprised at Marcos and says:

"Sir, you're hugging a woman", and Carlos ironically thinks that he'll have to rethink his raise if Pedro is going to start saying obvious things.

At that moment one of the men who had been chasing the young woman approaches and says:

"You can leave it to us, we'll take care of it", and makes a move to take the young woman out of Carlos' arms, who holds her tighter.

Looking at Pedro, Marcos says:

"Sort it out", then picks up the young woman bridal style and heads for the limousine, almost being overshadowed by the mind-boggling number of arrows.

Already in the protection of the car, he closes the intercom window with the driver, telling him to drive home.

He then tries to put the young woman in the seat, as she is still on his lap, but the woman is saying disconnected things and refuses to let him go, running her hands over the back of his neck.

Carlos swears and says:

"Look bear, I need you to let me go so I can help you"

But all she does is mumble something about wanting to take her clothes off because she's hot.

Looking at her now inside the car, Carlos realizes that she looks much younger than him, about twenty-five at the most, and she's much prettier than he had thought.

And Carlos now realizes that she's turning red, and then she starts trying to take off her clothes, and Carlos finally understands what's going on.

"Damn, you've been drugged, haven't you? What a hole you've been in, little bear."

He runs one hand through his hair in frustration, while with the other he holds Bianca's hands still.

Then she goes completely still and Carlos releases her and lowers his head towards her to check that she's breathing, and that's when she kisses him.

At first Carolos stays still, as he hasn't allowed anyone to touch him like that for years, but after a few seconds he begins to respond to the kiss, and the little bear seems fully awake now, she sits up better on his lap, throwing a leg over either side of him, and wraps her arms around his neck.

Carlos thinks that this isn't right, the woman is drugged, and Carlos doesn't know if she is aware of her actions, but Carlos totally loses his mind when she takes one of his hands and puts it on her breasts, asking to be touched, and starts rubbing against his erection, because Carlos is hard and ready like he has never been in his life.

Leaving reason aside, Carlos ardently responds to her kiss, while with his hand he massages one of her breasts, and all he can think about is how perfect she is for him. She interrupts the kiss and once again tries to take off her blouse, and this time Carlos lets her. Enraptured by the image of her large, round and firm breasts, he pulls off her bra and sucks on one of her pink nipples, she moans uncontrollably and begs for more.

Carlos thinks he can only be crazy, but he also wants more, and he would have more.

He helps her take off her shirt, and feels her slide her hands down his back, the car is stopped now, and Carlos knows he's home, not giving a damn what the employees will think, Carlos walks out shirtless with her clinging to him like a little koala. Carlos is careful not to leave anything more than her back exposed, pressing her breasts against his chest, she is licking and sucking his neck, and this makes Carlos want to spank her, "Not without a contract," he says to himself.

Carlos climbs the stairs and, to his surprise, enters his bedroom.

He lays her on her back on the bed and sucks her breasts again, while with his other hand he unbuttons her jeans. She wriggles out of her jeans, and he effortlessly rips off her panties. She's not shaved, and he makes a mental note that they'll have to sort this out later.

He uses his fingers and his body to spread her legs for him and reaches her clitoris, she moans and it drives him wilder. She pulls his hair and whimpers, begging for more. He knows what she wants, but he won't allow himself to do it, so he says in a voice laced with lust:

"Hey bear, I can't do that, you've been drugged, you're not thinking straight"

But in reality Bianca came to her senses the moment he started sucking her breasts in the car, and she didn't know if the fire she was feeling was from the drug or from the sensations he was causing her. But one thing she knew for sure was that she didn't want to stop:

"Please," Bianca said and to convince him she continued, "my name is Bianca, I'm twenty-four years old, and I'm aware of what I'm doing, will you make love to me?"

Losing what consciousness he had left, Carlos said:

"Ursinha, I don't make love, I fuck you good," and pulling away from her he gets rid of his dress pants and boxer shorts, and finds it funny how she quickly looks away as if she had never seen a naked man in her life.

Carlos comes back and starts kissing and licking her neck, while his finger stimulates her clitoris again, and he moans as he notices how wet and ready she is for him. But Carlos knew it was better to make sure she had an orgasm first, as he was aware that his member was too big and he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

So he asked:

"You take pills, are you clean?"

"No... I take pills... And yes, I'm clean," she stammered.

"It's okay, you don't have to be nervous, I'm going to use a condom this time," he said, reaching into his pants pocket for his wallet and pulling out a silver wrapper.

And slowly, to Carlos' surprise, he kisses her, feeling her relax and surrender to the sensations again. Carlos separates her legs and starts stimulating her clitoris again, slowly and rhythmically at first, then he goes down kissing her whole neck, until he reaches one of her breasts, and dedicates himself to sucking and nibbling one of her nipples, while speeding up the rhythm of the movements on her clitoris. Carlos positions himself and as soon as she reaches orgasm he penetrates her, and is startled by the resistance he encounters, but it's too late to stop, forcing his way in Carlos buries himself inside her, and begins to move slowly, Bianca moans in pain, and Carlos kisses her to calm her down and when he realizes that Bianca is moving along with him, Carlos speeds up his movements, going deeper and deeper, until together they reach a violent orgasm.

Carlos lies down next to her and feels her snuggle into his arms. He knows he should pull away and send her on her way, but for the first time in days Carlos surrenders to dreamless sleep.