The Spanish Businessman.

Prologue.

Prologue - The Beginning of the End.

"When will you be back or are you staying at her place for the weekend?" I asked, while wrapped in the silk sheets that we had moments before lost ourselves in.

His back was to me, as it usually was straight after we had completed our nightly visits.                           Tan, tattooed muscles that rippled even at his age from years of being at gym and vigorous exercises.   The smooth skin was decorated in claw marks from my long, manicured nails.

"You know the answer to that Alma, she's my wife." I fell down onto the abundance of feathered pillows in exasperated despair. "Don't be like that babe," Leonardo sighed, as he slinked his way back to being next to me.

I rolled my dark brown orbs in agitation. "How am I supposed to be? I thought that you were going to leave her months ago?" Leo played with the tips of my cinnamon hair and chuckled.

"Babe, I think you and I both know that's never going to happen." Pissed, I ignored his calls as I stood up from my bed and quickly escaped to my bathroom. Not caring about my naked body, being in view of his wondering eyes.

It was not anything that he had not seen before.

The water cascaded down my back in sheets of lukewarm bursts, lost so deep in my own deluded mind. The sound of the door opening had not bothered me, until I felt Leo's hands cup my breasts from behind.

"Do you really think you will ever be able to forget me?" I moaned as he kneaded my tender flesh, my body arched into him passionately.

The slight stubble that he had begun to grow, tickled my neck as he left a trail of kisses from there all the way to my shoulder blade and back again. "I thought you love me and the way I make you feel." Leo cupped me in his palm and slammed into me from behind.

"Loved," I corrected. "Past tense and I would like to keep it that way."

Pulling myself away from his touch, thus disconnecting our most intimate parts, I exited the shower. Although, I knew I would always come back to him. He was everything that I hoped for in a partner, except he would never be mine and that is what had unshed tears brimming my orbs.

I did love him once upon a time, but that ship had sailed after the first year we were together and with him breaking the promise of leaving his wife. Now, I just had sex with him for the hell of it, I mean he was great in bed.

Though I still could not help the fact that I was jealous of his wife, I mean, she got to have him come home to her and had his heart. There was no way I could compete with that especially when he also had a kid by her.

"Why are you so hormonal lately?" Leonard questioned from behind me. I slipped into a pair of underwear and a loose fitted shirt.

"Weren't you supposed to be home at eight?" I questioned and turned around to face him.

Leo sighed deeply and ran a hand through his hair, he was extremely short tempered and I had already been pushing his buttons for the past few days. "For fu*ks sake Nalentina, I thought that we weren't going to fight anymore."

Shrugging my shoulders and moved to grab a mug from the cabinet above the stove. "We aren't, I'm just making sure you get home to your wife on time."

He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, resting his hands on the counter, which successfully trapped me between the two. "You sure do play the part of the jealous mistress well."

A kiss was placed on my left cheek and seconds later I heard the slam of the front door. Him shutting me out of his life, until the next time he needs a release and me blocking him until I want the same.