ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY HUSBAND'S FATHER

|Isabella|

ISABELLA
SPAIN 17: 30

TWO DAYS AFTER

There was only one thing I could do and that was keep shut about the whole matter. It had been two days since the dinner evening and three since Agosti and I met and I have been walking on egg shells wondering as to when he would change his mind about keeping quiet and tell on me.

Maybe call my father in the middle of the night and inform him of my exploits in Las Vegas.

I could still hear his growl in my ear and each night when I went to sleep, I could feel his palm caressing me... his fingers digging deep into my pussy.

I turned in my bed, sighing.

What did I know about him anyways except for the things I had gotten from the media about his involvement with the Spanish mafia. It was said that he supplied them ammunition and sometimes helped them move some of their drugs.

I liked to think that one did not rely on rumors which could basically be all false but for someone like Agosti, I liked to think everything said about him was true but could not be proven by anyone.

I reached for my phone, typing in his name for the umpteenth time.

The man was 45 years old and Luca was his step son... according to what I could see, Luca parents had died in a car crash when he was young and Agosti had adopted him officially.

I smiled at this... he might be dangerous but he was kind and also unmarried.

The last piece of information gave me a thrill.

My eyes bulged as I read the news about him being involved with every known female celebrity.

The women loved him, it would seem and he was never afraid to flaunt them on his arms every night.

I peered at the last picture of him with his recent paramour. It was dated yesterday and it had been the same dinner party my father had attended.

What was I thinking? That he would be hung up over sex with me?

He probably fucked girls my age all over Las Vegas and Spain.

I tossed my phone aside, angry at myself for thinking about him when I was sure there were no thoughts about me in his head. I was just some girl he had fucked who happened to be the girl getting married to his son.

There was the news about him and the famous Korean actress who had claimed she was pregnant for him. She had disappeared without a trace and soon the news had died down. It made me wonder if he was going to make me disappear the same way he had made her if I did not keep shut about us.

It brought chills to my spine just thinking about it.

A knock on my door jolted me from thoughts about my father in law.

"Isabella" My mother called out

I slid out of bed and headed to the door.

"You are always in bed, estimado... all the time. I do not know what you learned in the UK but we do not stay in bed as much"

"Come on, mom... I have been back for months and you are still going on about the things I learned in the UK." I sighed, closing the door behind her.

"Por el amor de Dios" my mother muttered, picking up a piece of my clothing from the floor.

"You have to learn to clean up your room, Bella...you cannot live with a man if you are this messy"

"What happens to the man cleaning up after me?" I countered, folding my arms across my chest.

My mother turned, her expression stunned.

"You have a lot to learn and por Dios, I am going to teach you before you get married"

"I do not want to get married"

"You do not have a choice in the matter and honestly, Luca is a very good boy and will treat you well. You should be happy he is the one you are getting married to"

I sighed

If only my mother knew that my problem was not in the least bit about Luca but more about his father.

"We have been invited for dinner at their place this evening and..."

"I am just hearing about this why?" I interrupted.

"You will get dressed and come down with no arguments" My mother glared at me as she continued.

"Mama..."

"No arguments, Bella... do as your father says or we might..." She paused, her eyes misting.

"We are grateful that Agosti agreed that a marriage between our families will be enough to settle the debt we owe him so please do not make this a major issue" She explained

I nodded as I watched my mother pick up the last of my clothes and folded them on the bed. She walked out while telling me to dress nice and be down immediately as we are to leave early to make a good impression on my future family.

I did not want to make a good impression on anybody and this was the last place I wanted to be at the moment.

My phone trilled and I picked it up... it was Audrey, my best friend.

"Hey babe" I muttered

"Heyy... long time no chat" Her excited voice came through.

"I am getting married" I blurted.

There was silence on the other side and for a minute I thought she did not hear me.

"I am..."  I tried again

"I heard you, Bella... what the fuck is that about?" She interrupted.

"It is a long story but would you like to be my chief bridesmaid or something" I asked

"I would love to" She muttered, her voice subdued.

I knew I was going to have to explain to her how that was possible when we had made plans to tour the world after graduation.

"I have to go but I promise I will explain everything to you later" I told her.

We blew kisses at each other before I hung up and turned to the vanity mirror in front of me.

It was time to get dressed and make an impression and although that oddly gave me a thrill; I found it annoying that I was excited to make an impression on not my soon to be husband but his father.

Mierda.

TRANSLATIONS

Estimado- my dear

Por el amor de dios- for the love of God

Por dios- By God

Mierda- Shit