Manuel POV
"Buongiorno, Manuel Lorenzo" the blue-eyed American said, using his awful Italian accent.
The silky-haired 40-year-old extended his hand, shaking the doctor's hand out of respect.
"Speriamo che sia un buongiorno" Manuel said in his strong Italian accent."Let's get straight to business" he requested.
"Ahem," the Doctor said nervously, clearing his throat as he scanned his booklet "of course sir...here we go," he said cheerfully as he found Jazmine's name.
"Alright, so we've performed shock therapy treatments every three weeks on her, of course, as you requested, we had given her the intense version of the shock treatment, which I must remind you that is extremely illegal, which mean I took a risk for you, so I expect some form of appreciation," Dr. Steven stated, as he cross his fingers on the desk.
"It is my honor to show respect those who respect me, as I promised you will receive an extra two grand, but I'm a business man, I'm not no fucking rat, don't you ever in your fucking life disrespect me, you understand?!" Manuel yelled, slamming his hands on Dr. Stevens office desk.
"Y-y-yes sir, I'm deeply sorry'',"Dr. Steven said nervously.
"Perfetto, now where the fuck is my wife!" He shouted, getting impatient.
"She's taking medicat-'' Dr. Steven tried.
"Is she fixed?Did she mention The Freeman?" Manuel asked, rudely interrupting.
"Well, according to Ms. Robinson, Jazmine's mental health counselor, your wife's behavior has changed drastically" Dr. Steven stated
" Your wife has Histrionic Personality Disorder, and she gained control of her confidence," The doctor explained.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" He asked harshly, folding his arms, hoping this maiale isn't wasting his time.
"Well, perhaps, you should come see for yourself," he said, smiling as he stood. " and by the way, she hasn't mentioned Huey Freeman at all," he hinted, signaling Manuel to follow him to the visiting room.
"Andiamo! Lorenzo!" Dr. Steven yelled excitedly
Manuel smirked as he followed the doctor to the visiting room.
"Wait here, I'll tell them to bring here immediately," Dr Steven
"FRETTA VA BENE!"Manuel shouted anxiously. He couldn't wait to see his wife's new change. He hoped she was straightened out and not thinking of Freeman. He cracked his knuckles at the thought of Huey Freeman, he hated that figa(cunt).
I can see my baby swingin'
His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love
I can see my sweet boy swaying
He's crazy y Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm saying Move baby, move baby, I'm in love
Mariana can't deny her feelings for mulatto. She just reminded her so much of her ex-girlfriend. The sweet quiet chica from El Salvador, who she fell madly in love with, but as always in Mariana's life, good things don't last so the so called girlfriend was secretly banging her brother, so she killed both of them that day, which is the reason she's in this shit hole.
When she first met Jazmine, she was frightened, lost, and frail, but now she didn't know what had gotten into her. After the day she went to see her visitor, she never came back. Mariana knew she must have had a breakdown because Jazmine was missing for weeks.
Maybe she got out, Mariana thought.
But that wasn't the case because a couple more weeks later Jazmine showed up in the cafeteria.
Mariana was thrilled when she saw her strawberry haired friend.
"Qué Pasa?Strawberry shortcake!" She yelled at Jazmine who gave her a strange look.
She watched as Jazmine sway her hips side to side in a smooth seductive motion. As she walked, the guards were looking at her with their mouths drooling.
She turned her head to them and winked.
"Morning Big boys," she said flirtatiously, in her soft sexy voice. They licked their lips and made noises like dogs fighting for her piece of meat. She just kept walking towards the Latina, who had dropped her jaw.
"Damn Mamacita! What has gotten into you?" She asked as Jazmine stared at her, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
"Oh, nothing, just soo happy to see you, " She said as if she was out of breath. She hugged Mariana tightly, rubbing her breast against her chest.
Was she flirting with me? Mariana thought. What the hell is going on?
"I know you want me, the way you stare at me," Jazmine said, running her hands on her own body in a sexual way.
Yeah, she was definitely flirting.
"I-i didn't know you went that way," Mariana said nervously. Jazmine already knew that Mariana was a lesbian, but she had no idea Jazmine went like that.
"Oh, I go all the way...down" she said, bending over in front of Mariana, touching her toes to stretch.
Jazmine wiggled a bit and Mariana felt her pussy throbbing. Damn she couldn't believe sweet Jazmine was seducing her like this.
"Wanna go somewhere quiet?" Mariana asked, feeling extremely horny. She was waiting for this moment, ever since she met the strawberry mulatto.
"Si mami, pero Tienes Que Hacer me un favor," Jazmine said. using her little knowledge of Spanish.
Jazmine went behind Mariana and rubbed her tense shoulder as she purred in her ear like a cat.
Mariana felt butterflies in her stomach, she was turned on."Anything you name it" she said weakly, surrendering to Jazmine.
Jazmine smiled and whispered in her ear her request.
Next thing Mariana knew, she was breaking into the nurses offices for some type of pills Jazmine wanted.
And that's how it was the past couple days, Jazmine would seduce her into doing things for her.
Mariana felt used because she knew Jazmine wasn't into her, she just wanted to have power over someone. She started to miss the old Jazmine. Where did she go? And who is this imposter?
Manuel was in shock when he saw his wife walking towards him with a huge smile on her face. Her hair was tied into a bun and the bruises had finally faded away. She looked so innocent, it reminded him of the day he first met her.
Manuel Salvatore Lorenzo couldn't believe he let one of his friends drag him into this dirty cheap strip club.
All of the women were a whole bunch of puttanas walking around in nappy wigs and wearing sparkling short skirts with their saggy boobs hanging out.
It was his 34th birthday and instead of being at home with his wife he was sitting drinking inexpensive liquor, this was just pathetic.
Dio cane! He yelled, standing out to leave.
"GENTLEMAN WITH CASH, GET READY TO SEE HER SHAKE HER ASS, INTRODUCING OUR NEWEST GEM, EMERALD!
Manuel's eyes widened when he spotted the green-eyed beauty dancing on the stage with her wild curly strawberry blonde hair. She was wearing a lime green bustier top with green and gold rhinestones on it, and a long lime green skirt. He watched with lust and excitement as her curvy hips moved in sync to the music.
never really knew that she could dance like this
She makes a man wants to speak Spanish
Como se llama (si), bonita (si),
mi casa (si, Shakira Shakira), su casa Shakira, Shakira
Oh baby when you talk like that
You make a woman go mad
So be wise and keep on Reading the signs of my body"
She twirled her body like a snake, rolling her belly like a true belly dancer. Her arms moved in motion with her body, and she dipped her body lower and shook her round ass.
And I'm on tonight You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection
The crew went wild and sweat was dripping down his forehead as she twirled around the pole, gracefully.
Hey Girl, I can see your body moving
And it's driving me crazy
And I didn't have the slightest idea
Until I saw you dancing
She did the most amazing pole tricks he has ever seen. She was graceful and flexible, and it was extremely sexy. She didn't even undress herself and she still managed to make tons of cash.
And when you walk up on the dance floor
Nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body,
girl And everything so unexpected -
the way you right and left
it So you can keep on shaking it
She was exotic, he had to meet her thought
Once she was finished her performance she gathered her money and was about to go backstage, but Manuel quickly grabbed her arm.
"bella ragazza, may I speak to you for a minute?" He said sweetly, kissing her hand gently.
"I-i have t-to go" she said nervously as her lips began to tremble in fear.
"Per favore, Bella ragazza, " he pulled her closer towards him and she flinched. "Please beautiful girl don't be afraid, I just want to get to know you, "he said giving her a proper handshake " I'm Manuel Lorenzo and you are?" he asked
"I'm Jazmine DuBois," she said quietly. He examined her body language and instantly, he could tell she was shy and nervous. She looked so sweet and innocent, he couldn't believe someone as stunning as her was in a shit hole like this.
After that night, he went there to see her every night.
He paid her thousands of dollars just to have one private dance with her. She even loosen up around him and started sharing things about her life. He felt bad for her, she was so young and naive and alone. She didn't have any parents, she told him she stopped going to school, and she lived in a small dirty motel.
He knew he had to take care of her,so he put her under his wing and flew away.
He took her to his secret home in Malibu. It was a huge condo with a gigantic pool in the back. He let her stay there while he went to work, going back and forth, to his wife at home, and to her.
He told her he wanted to make her a star, an icon because she had the perfect look and he wanted to create her a new image. He started making changes with her hair and wardrobe. He paid for her to attend online school and model and acting classes, and he hired a personal trainer to keep her fit and curvy.
"Jazmine, come here" he called her into his studio room.
"Yes, Manuel?" she said sweetly walking up to him.
He smiled at her innocence " Stand right here" he instructed.
She obeyed standing in front of his camera and he place it on record and walked up to her
"Undress yourself" he demanded.
She hesitated at first, but then she slowly took off her bright yellow sun dress and bra and panties, revealing her naked body.
"You're beautiful!" he shouted as he began taking photos of her. She covered her breast and stood there with tears rolling down her eyes
He noticed and stopped taking photos of her
" Jazmine, what's wrong? He asked,
"I don't think I could do this" she cried, hiding her face in her hands, she felt ashamed.
"Yes you can Jazmine, look at yourself, you're amazing and I know you can do this, you just have to believe in yourself " he said, kissing her cheek softly. "Dai, stop wasting time and show me what you got" he said, taking photos of her.
She wiped her tears and sucked it in.
He was right she just had to believe in herself, but what would Huey think? She thought. It really doesn't matter what he thinks because he would never forgive her, he hated her.
Jazmine ignored her thoughts and started posing seductively.
"Perfetto, the camera loves you baby!" Manuel shouted as Jazmine continued with her sexy poses, arching her back and poking her butt out, holding up her long straightened hair with her arms.
"Brilliant!" Manuel was amazed this girl was natural
"Wait, one moment," he said, putting glitter on her naked body and applying nude lip color on her plump lips. "There" he smiled as he took a dozen more pictures. Weeks later, after he released the photos on his website, tons of agents were calling him non-stop about the green eye beauty, but she was his client.
Out of all of the models, he had ever mentored her as the best and she made the most money.
He knew he had to make her his woman because he loved her just as much as the camera did.
But he had to keep them a secret because he was still married with kids. He never told Jazmine the truth, he just kept her inside all the time. The only time she was allowed out was if she had to work.
He hated his wife and he couldn't wait to divorce her. When the time was right they finally parted, but Jazmine remained a secret because he didn't want everyone to know that he was sleeping with a teenager.
Once she was legal enough he took her to Italy to meet his family and they adored her. Though they didn't know she was only 18 years old and he was 36. He treated her like a queen up until they finally got married.
That's when things started to change
It wasn't that she wasn't good enough, it was that he wasn't good enough.
He was very good looking and charming for his age, but he was very insecure, so he took his anger out on her.
He beat her.
Raped her.
Forced her to do things she didn't want to do, like have sex with directors and get surgery on her vagina. He even murder their unborn child.
She was four months pregnant and at first he was excited to be a father. He told his family and they were thrilled, but then, he remembered how it was when his first wife got pregnant, she became so fat and unattractive, and he didn't want that to happen to Jazmine.
He wanted Jazmine to be perfect..,his perfect wife.
It was on the day, she found out the sex of the baby. It was a boy! She was so happy, making plans for the nursery and baby shower.
She was so excited and he felt like she was neglecting him.She couldn't work because she was gaining weight and she didn't want to have sex because she felt uncomfortable.
Her mood swings drove him wild, and it was like his ex-wife all over again. He waited until she was asleep, then he walked up and dropped the heavy weight on her pregnant belly.
Her eyes shot out of terror and she screamed in horror.
Blood was everywhere, she couldn't move and she was in so much pain that she fainted.
He panicked and rushed her to the hospital and lied to the doctors as usual.She couldn't walk for weeks and she was in so much pain mentally and physically. She will never be the same after that and he knew it.
He didn't care anymore he just kept on beating on her, soon it became a hobby. He wanted to stop so badly because he was still in love with her, but he couldn't stop feeling jealous all the time.
He hated all the attention she had received from everyone. No one cared about him anymore and no one thanked him for making her a huge hit.
It was all about her.
Manuel looked at his beautiful wife, he wanted her to stay with him and never leave.
"Mi sei mancato" he said, kissing her with force.
He expected her to scream and push him away, but instead, she slid her tongue in his mouth as she grabbed his manhood and squeezed it tightly.
Their make out session was so intense that he wanted to fuck her right there, but he pulled away from the kiss.
"Woah! darling, I didn't expect all of that" he said excitedly.
She giggled "Mi sei mancata, baby," she said in a good Italian accent, looking into his eyes. "Can I come home now?" she pleaded, pouting her lips out.
He grabbed both of her hands and kissed gently.
"You can, once you answer one question for me," he said as he rubbed her fingers.
"Alright, what is it?" She asked curiously
"Do you still love Huey freeman?" He asked like he had venom in his mouth.
She gave him a confused look and blinked her eyes twice before answering.
"Huey Who?"
He smiled widely
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Shakira - Hips Don't Lie