My Blind Fiancée

Ava didn’t respond; she had refocused her attention on the dance floor. The girls had released the guy, leaving him with the blindfold, and they accompanied him back to his table. He looked exhausted, and Ava remembered feeling the same way after that experience.

Mateo offered her a drink, and they continued chatting and sipping their drinks. Ava noticed that the people at nearby tables gradually left until there were almost no more people in the room, only a few individuals still seated at the bar.

“Where did everyone go?” she asked, bewildered.

“This area is for getting to know people. Some come in pairs, others don’t. Afterward, they continue the night in the rooms located down that hallway.”

“Oh! I go out to have some fun once, and I think I might have to leave early,” she said with a smile, looking him in the eyes. It was clear that the last thing she wanted was to leave.

“You can leave or stay with me and go into one of those rooms,” Mateo went all in. The worst that could happen was her rejecting him.

Ava was determined not to refuse his company; she wanted him to make her feel, to experience that rush again. She missed waking up in his arms. She took out her phone and sent a message to Tadeo, not wanting him to worry.

“It’s a tempting invitation, Mr. Licciardi,” she said, softly biting her lower lip.

He stood up, took her hand, and at the bar, Akiro, who was with Ima, noticed how his friend left with that girl in the direction of the rooms. “I think he has finally decided to forget about Ava,” he thought.

Inside the room, Ava felt nervous. The place was comfortable, though the decor was somewhat extravagant, with black, white, and red colors. The large bed was framed by four leather-covered columns. Next to it, there was a large X with leather straps at each end.

In front of the bed, an unusual elongated chair was placed. At the back, there was something like a cage, and on the wall, as if it were a painting, various whips, floggers, and other accessories for bondage practices were hanging. She recognized them from her internet research.

On a piece of furniture, she found a large ceramic plate with several envelopes of condoms and next to them, small devices shaped like lipstick. She guessed that these were the ones used to deliver the small shocks to her skin.

Mateo remained silent, just observing her as she explored the room, curious about everything. He took two glasses and a bottle of wine from a small table in front of a large armchair.

“Let’s sit down and have a drink. It might help calm your nerves,” he said as he picked up a small remote control. Immediately, soft music filled the room.

Ava smiled and sat down next to him. She took the glass he offered, brought it to her lips, and then ran her tongue over them. Mateo smiled and leaned in, kissing her passionately.

She realized that the alcohol was starting to make Grecia feel merry. She stood up; she wanted this night to be unforgettable for him. She knew she had no experience, but she intended to apply what she had seen on the internet.

She began to move very slowly to the rhythm of the music, gently sliding her dress down, until she was only in her underwear. She remembered a scene she had seen in some video and headed for the cage, entering it and continuing to dance inside. Her movements were somewhat clumsy due to her inexperience, but even so, Mateo found her enchanting. A certain part of his body had awakened.

She left the cage and took him by the hand, leading him to a chair. This chair had restraints at each end. She began to unbutton his shirt and tossed it aside. Then, she gently pushed him into the chair and tied his feet and hands to the ends. He had never allowed himself to be tied up before; he was always the one doing the tying. But he wanted to see how far this girl would go.

She didn’t blindfold him; she continued to dance sensually in front of him. She sat on top of him with her legs spread apart, took his face in her hands, and began to kiss him. Just at that moment, the door burst open unexpectedly, revealing Clara with anger in her red eyes. She had seen them enter the room, and she had bribed an employee to get a card to enter.

Ava was taken aback and couldn’t react in time. Clara grabbed her by the hair and threw her backward. Akiro, who happened to be passing by, saw Clara enter and managed to arrive in time to pull her away from Grecia.

Mateo couldn’t do anything from his bound position, thinking, “That crazy woman! How dare she touch Grecia?”

Akiro held Clara while Grecia released Mateo. Only then did Akiro notice that his friend was tied up. He was on the verge of bursting into laughter but managed to hold it back.

The scene seemed comical to him. Clara, the madwoman, was shouting insults as if unhinged, Grecia was in her underwear, and Mateo was tied to a chair, looking rather unhappy. He wished he could take a picture of the scene; he would have material to tease his friend with for a long time.

Mateo asked Akiro to take Clara away; he was furious. He would settle scores with her later. If he did it now, he might do something foolish.

When Akiro and Clara left, Mateo sat down next to Grecia, not knowing what to say. He thought she would run away from there at any moment, but she didn’t. When he approached her, she hugged him.

“I’m sorry for all of this,” he said, genuinely embarrassed.

“Don’t worry. Your girlfriend?”

“No, she was my partner a while ago. If you want, I can take you home, understanding that tonight has been enough.”

“Yes, please.”

They dressed in silence. That harpy had accomplished her goal; she had ruined their night. When she left, Ava wished she could become invisible. She lowered her head as she passed in front of Akiro.

She indicated to Mateo where her apartment was. He could see that it was Tadeo’s building.

“Do you live with Tadeo?” he asked, hoping for a negative answer.

“Oh no, I live in another apartment.”

“Can I come in?” Mateo didn’t want the night to end that way.

Ava knew he couldn’t come in. He might see Lola and realize who she really was. Worse, if her son woke up and started crying, she would be in serious trouble. Just imagining it sent a shiver down her spine.

“Maybe another day. For now, I’m a bit tired and would like to rest.”

“I understand,” Mateo said, knowing she was upset about what had happened, and she had every right to be.

He gave her a kiss goodbye. He liked this girl and wasn’t going to let her slip away. He wanted her by his side.

In the morning, Akiro went to his office, wanting to know how things had gone with Grecia.

“Fratello, Clara really stirred things up.”

“That woman is like a thorn in my side.”

“Ha, ha, ha.”

“What are you laughing at now?” he asked, annoyed.

“Only these kinds of things happen to you.”

“It’s not funny.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“For you, no! Ha, ha, ha! By the way, I remind you that the circuit race is next week-53 laps around the circuit.”

“I know, I haven’t forgotten. My grandfather will be furious when he finds out I’m attending again.”

At that moment, Akiro’s phone rang. It was a message from Ima.

“Brother, I got a message from Ima. She has the results of the investigation on Grecia. Get ready because I think you won’t like it.”

Ima sent the investigation results by email to Mateo.

Name: Grecia De Luca.

Age: 20 years.

Place of Birth: Zurich, Switzerland.

Father: Aliat De Luca.

Mother: Lena De Luca.

Education: Completed a degree in Arts at the University of Arts in Zurich, then continued her studies at the conservatory of music in the same city.

Partner: Tadeo Bludosky.

Mateo called Ima because the information was quite concise.

“Anytime.”

“Ima, thanks for the information. Was it verified?”

“I could only confirm that a Grecia De Luca did study at that university and at the conservatory.”

“That’s too strange and convenient. Could you check the medical records of clinics to see if Ava Miller is registered for any surgeries in the past year, please?”

“Of course, Mateo. Just keep in mind that it may take me a bit longer to access the clinical records. There are several hospitals and clinics in Zurich. You’ll need to be patient.”

“I will wait as long as necessary. I need to know if what I’m thinking is true. Maybe my need to find Ava is making me suspicious of Grecia, and perhaps I’m mistaken in this, but I need to be sure.”