Unbridled Lust

Elena's POV "Elena dear, you've been quiet the whole journey, what's wrong?" Mum questioned as she stroked my hair. I looked out the window and ignored her. "Talk to me love" she insisted. "Mum please" I shrugged and tilted my head away from her. "Elena, I promise you will love your new home" "I don't want to mum, I don't want to go back to Spain and I don't want a f*****g new father" I yelled drawing the attention of every other person on the plane. "Watch it! Elena" Mum yelled back at me. I was pissed, I had a lot to say but maybe now is not the right time, the best thing to do was to ignore Mum. It's more annoying seeing her give that sweet smile like everything is fine when in reality it is not. I pulled out my AirPods from my jacket, connected it, and fixed it in my ear. I played my favorite Taylor Swift song to clear my head. I leaned comfortably on the headrest and continued staring at the window just to avoid Mum's gaze. This flight attendant walked over to us smiling like she knew us before. "Hello ma'am and the young lady, are you two comfortable? " she asked with a friendly smile "Yes, we are!" Mum answered returning the smile. She hesitated a bit like she wanted me to reply to her as well, but she eventually left without saying another thing. "Elena, I promise this trip will be worth it" Mum affirmed caressing my lap. I was tempted to ignore her again but her optimism was starting to irritate me. "Mum, everything does not automatically become fine because you've promised. Some things are beyond you, Dad is beyond you! Why aren't you afraid for yourself because I am. I'm afr-a-i-d… " I trailed off in the last sentence as I burst into tears. Mum drew me in and I placed my head on her chest. "Dad can't hurt us any longer," she whispered in a teary voice. "Antonio will protect us, just be on your best behavior" "You sound like Antonio is some God, what about Marco? " "I'm sorry love, I never knew Marco was a pedophile. I was only dating him because he was nice to you. I thought he could take care of you" "That goddamn Marco, I hate him!" My eyes were sore and my voice cracked, goosebumps were all over my body. I remember every terrible experience with Marco. I lost my virginity to him, Marco came into our lives when I had barely recovered from the trauma Dad put us through. Dad was a chronic narcissist, and Marco was a pedophile. What makes Mum think Antonio is any different? In 8 years, we had met two terrible men, so it made no sense that Mum was excited about Antonio. It was high time she agreed that she was unlucky with men. I don't mind her f*****g any man for pleasure, but can she at least avoid unnecessary commitment. "Antonio loves me and I love him, he also has a son about your age" Mum affirmed like it was supposed to make me feel any better. I sulked quietly on Mum's breast, reminiscing about my experience with her choice of men. We arrived at the airport. It was a 2-hour flight. We retrieved our carry-on luggage from the compartments. We alighted and made our way to the terminal. Two men were already waiting for us, they walked towards us as they sighted us. As they came closer, they were both in suits, but the one in a navy blue suit looked rich. His cologne filled the air. Mum ran into his arms. The hug lasted for 2 minutes. I resisted the urge to curse out loud. Hello, you must be Elena. You are so beautiful. I'm Antonio Fernades". He stretched out his hand with a sweet smile. I hesistated a bit before taking his hand. "Nice to meet you Antonio, thanks for going through the hassle of picking us from the airport" "It's no hassle at all. I was looking forward to your arrival. Antonio ushered us into his car, a black SUV. For the first time, I'm a bit impressed with Mum's choice because I've always known her to have a bad taste in men. Mum was grinning from ear to ear as we drove to the house. "What? " I asked in a hushed tone. "Thank you, Elena! "She whispered, wearing a big smile. "For? " "Thanks for not throwing a fit" She squeezed my hand softly. She looked so happy, I've never seen her this happy for years. We drove into a big mansion the ambiance was giving the CEO luxury. We asked for the car and some maids came out to help us with our luxury. "Welcome to your new home Elena," Antonio said, spreading his arms across the house. I stared at the house in admiration. It was a penthouse, another evidence I was in Madrid. The building stood tall amongst its companions, reaching the sky. It was made of glass and steel. The penthouse's terrace, visible from below, appeared like an urban oasis, adorned with potted plants and stylish outdoor furniture. I swallowed a bit and nodded my head to Antonio, I was awestruck. My hometown is Vallehermoso on the island of La Gomera, I lived there all my life. Dad was a native of Vallehermoso while mum was from Alajéro. I've never known true luxury until now. I don't even know what to do with all these luxuries. "Welcome to your room" The maid said as we opened the door to a spacious and cozy room. The walls had neural tones of ivory and cream, it was calming to me. The maid dragged my bag inside and I followed suit. I was tempted to Facetime Raphaela, my best friend in Italy. My phone buzzed and I picked it up immediately. "Hey love," Daniel's voice echoed. "Daniel, you should see this place. I'm in heaven" I describe with every tinge of excitement in me. "You've accepted Antonio so fast?" His voice was a bit cold. "Of course not, don't be a kill-joy, I'm just excited about the house. Daniel is my American boyfriend in Italy, this transition into Antonio's life was probably the end for our relationship. I guess he hopes not. The conversation ended in an argument.