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I feel like I slept for a thousand years.
I feel arms surrounding me from behind and because of the tattoos I know who it is, he is drawing circles on my belly, I stretch like a cat and my butt rubs against his member, s**t, it really is huge and to think that he was inside me.
"Wake up sleeping beauty," he tells me with his deep voice that makes me shudder.
A pang in my belly makes me groan and cringe again, hell no.
—Hey, what do you have?
Another twinge and I can't help but complain.
My belly hurts and that just means my period is coming.
"I want to go home," I say in a whisper.
— You still don't have a medical discharge.
— I don't care, I just want to go home. — I get up and go to the bathroom but halfway there I feel a letdown and I stop because the pain is unbearable, I feel like the crimson liquid bathes my legs and stains the floor of the room.
— Damn! Linda—takes me in her arms, takes me to the bathroom and leaves me under the shower, takes off my hospital gown, which by the way I don't know when they put it on me or rather they put it on me—I'm going to call the doctor— I stop him before he hits and I tell him not to worry, it's normal, it's myperiod and it usually comes to me like this.
Not very convinced, he lets me take a bath and I get dressed as quickly as possible, I look in my purse for a towel and put it on, I have acquired hemophilia, it is a rare disorder and well... I am unlucky enough to have it thanks to my parents because of some medications I took that caused poisoning and as a consequence I developed hemophilia.
Now I am careful not to injure myself because any wound can be a disaster, my blood does not clot like that of a person without the disorder, so I tend to bleed easily, and when my period comes it is horrible I tend to bleed more than normal, the good thing is that my period is irregular and not usuallyI come every month but when I do, I feel like I'm dying slowly.
I leave the bathroom and find Zack with the medical discharge in hand and he scans me with his eyes as if looking for something wrong with me.
-You feel good?
—Yes, I just can't make a lot of effort and that's it.
— I want you to tell me something. — Take my chin and look for my gaze — Was I too abrupt with you, did I hurt you?
I blush and look away, I feel embarrassed, I can't believe that I don't know him and I had s*x with him and he is my boss for GOD's sake, it's unheard of.
—Hey, don't be ashamed, I told you that you're mine and what we did is normal.
—It's not, damn we had a f*****g threesome.
—Well, it may not be normal for others, but for us it will be, I'm not going to let you go and I don't think my brother will, and I didn't see you, nor did I feel very reluctant towards us, so what are you afraid of?
What am I afraid of? Well, everything, I don't want them to play with me or be anyone's s*x toy, I admit that I love s*x but I don't want them to take advantage of me.
One moment. She said that - for us it will be - I mean, will we do it again?
And without further ado he kisses me, his lips are soft and have an exquisite flavor, I can't help but follow the kiss.
"Let's go home," he tells me.
I go to take my purse and he takes it from my hands and gives me a sly smile, he guides me towards the exit with his hand on the small of my back, I admit that I am a little uncomfortable with the looks of the nurses when we pass by his side.
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