Cursed Love: The Tale of Hernan Tamayo

Present - world of mortal people

CHAPTER 2

PRESENT - WORLD OF MORTAL PEOPLE

Author's Note: Warning Rated SPG 18+

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the absence of Eliza in my bed. A wave of panic washed over me as I quickly got out of bed and searched for her. The thought of her leaving me was unbearable. I couldn't let that happen.

"Honey, where are you?" I called out softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Did you already leave me?" The silence that followed only deepened my anxiety.

I searched every corner of the condo—first the bathroom, then the terrace, and finally the living room. Each empty space heightened my fear. The kitchen was the last place I hadn’t checked, so I made my way there, hoping to find her.

As I stepped into the kitchen, relief flooded over me. There she was, my love, Eliza, preparing breakfast. The sight of her busy at the stove brought a smile to my face, and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I had been so worried, imagining the worst, but there she was, safe and sound.

I couldn’t help but think that overthinking was not good for me. I quickly pushed those dark thoughts aside; she would never leave me.

With a smile on my face, I approached her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my chin on her shoulder.

"Honey, I missed you so much," I whispered in her ear, feeling her warmth against me.

At first, she was startled, but as she recognized my voice, a smile spread across her face. "C'mon, honey! We see each other every day, and yet you missed me a lot!" she laughed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

"Yeah, honey, every hour, every minute, even every second counts. I always miss you and love you so much," I replied, pulling her closer and hugging her tightly.

I buried my face in the side of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. There was something about holding her close, kissing her, that made my heart race.

We were still in my condo because, after our office hours yesterday, I had invited Eliza to dinner at my favorite high-class restaurant. She had agreed, and we spent the evening enjoying each other's company, savoring delicious food, and sharing laughter.

I couldn’t shake the memory of how she had moaned my name last night when we made love. We had lost ourselves in each other, exploring every inch of our bodies, and I couldn’t get enough of her.

A smile crept onto my face as I reminisced about our passionate night. My thoughts were interrupted when Eliza playfully pushed me away and asked, "Hey! Honey, what's with that face? Why do you keep on smiling? Care to share?"

My smile widened at her cuteness. "Nothing, honey. I was just remembering what we did last night," I said, watching her cheeks flush a deep shade of red.

"You…! You are so bad! Don’t be like that!" she pouted, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Hahaha! Don’t be so stubborn, honey!" I laughed, enjoying the playful banter.

"Whatever!!" she exclaimed, turning to walk toward the bathroom. I couldn’t resist following her, curiosity piqued.

As I entered the bathroom, I was greeted by the sight of her under the shower, the water cascading down her body, glistening on her skin. My heart raced at the sight of her, completely nude and unguarded.

The heat surged through me, igniting a fire of desire. I quickly shed my clothes, tossing them aside, and stepped into the shower with her. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close, and began kissing her neck.

She gasped in surprise, momentarily taken aback by my sudden boldness. But as my lips traveled down to her collarbone, I felt her relax into my embrace, a soft moan escaping her lips.

"Umm! Ahh!" she breathed, her body responding to my touch.

My hands found their way to her breasts, gently squeezing them as I felt her body arch against me. The sensation of her soft skin against mine sent shivers down my spine. I could feel her warmth radiating, and it only fueled my desire.

I kissed her earlobe, trailing kisses down her neck and along her back. My other hand ventured lower, teasing her most sensitive areas, and her moans grew louder.

"Ugh! Hernan, please! Ahh!" she pleaded, her voice laced with urgency.

"What do you want, baby?" I teased, fully aware of her desires. I loved the way she responded to my touch, the way her body moved against mine.

I slipped a finger inside her, and she gasped, her body instinctively reacting to the pleasure. "Honey, I think...! Stop it, honey, Ohh!" she moaned, her breath hitching.

"I can’t wait to claim you now. I can’t take this anymore," I whispered to myself, my desire overwhelming.

With a gentle push, I turned her to face the wall, positioning her legs apart. I entered her in one swift motion, feeling her warmth envelop me completely.

I moved in and out, the rhythm building between us. I held her breasts, squeezing them as I lost myself in the moment.

"Ohh, my god, Honey! Please! Ahh!! Ahh! Make it fast, ugh!!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the small bathroom.

"Yes, honey, ahh!! Ugh! Damn it! I'm near, honey! C*m with me!" I groaned, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak.

"Ahh!!" she moaned, her body trembling as we both reached our c****x.

We collapsed against each other, breathless and spent, holding each other tightly to regain our balance. I rested my head on her shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

"I love you so much, honey," I said, feeling her smile against my skin.

"I love you too, Hernan, and I’m always here by your side. Especially when problems come, I will never leave you," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.

After our passionate encounter under the shower, we took a moment to wash away the remnants of our intimacy. Once we were both clean, we stepped out of the bathroom, ready to change into our work clothes.

As we prepared breakfast together, the warmth of our shared moments lingered in the air. We both knew we had to get to work soon, but for now, we enjoyed the simple pleasure of being together, savoring the love that bound us.

Third Person's POV

Hernan Tamayo was the owner of the company where Eliza Navarro worked. Eliza was not just his secretary; she was his confidante, his partner, and the love of his life. Their relationship was built on mutual respect and affection, and they found happiness in each other’s company. As they navigated the complexities of their professional lives, their love only grew stronger, proving that even in the world of mortal people, true love could flourish.