THE ORIGINAL NOVEL WAS WRITTEN IN SPANISH, I APOLOGIZE FOR THE TRANSLATION. IF YOU WANT TO READ IT IN SPANISH LOOK FOR IT UNDER THE SAME PSEUDONYM AND BY NAME "GIRO DEL DESTINO"

Kate was silent for a moment, thinking and meditating on what I was telling her.

—That's why he's staying here with you. —she said to me after a moment of silence.

—Yes, I insisted, I don't even want to imagine that he would be left alone and that something would happen to him. —I told her as I covered my face with my hands.

—So it wasn't like you'd read too much. —she said made me laugh as she took my hands off my face and I looked at her smiling as she did.

— No, I haven't gotten to that point yet, can you give them back to me? — I said reaching out my hand.

—All of yours. —she said as I took them off his hand.

—I'm gonna put this away. —I got up from the sofa, went to the bedroom, and put them in the last drawer of the closet and then went back to the living room with Kate.

I took my cell phone out of my bag and texted Christian that he could come back.

— What are we having for dinner? —I asked her smiling and at that moment I saw how his face stopped smiling and became very serious.

— Oh, my God, dinner. —she said, putting his hands on his head.

—Don't tell me you forgot the dinner. —I told her worried as I looked at my watch that it was almost 8:00 p.m.

—I'm sorry, I think the events overwhelmed me. —she said to me. — I'm taking a quick bath to help you. —she said on his way to the bathroom.

—I'm going to make us some dinner if we want to have an early dinner. —I said as I got off the couch.

At that moment there was a knock on the door, it couldn't have been Christian, I had only been texting him for a few minutes. I opened the door and to my surprise I found myself with Christian's gray, very smiling look. Wau that was fast.

— Did you order anything for dinner? —he said as he showed me some bags he had in his hands.

— Did you go shopping? —I asked him while he was putting the bags on the kitchen counter.

—I went to get some dinner, I don't think it's the same thing. — and he knew there was no dinner.

— How did you know? —I asked intrigued.

—Because of Kate's furious face, I figured he hadn't prepared anything for dinner and I think I was right. —he answered me as if it was the most obvious thing.

—You know, sometimes I think you read minds. —I told him as I started to take the things out of the bags.

—No, I'm just analyzing the situation. —he replied with a big smile on his face.

—Kate, forget about dinner. —I yelled at her as I kept pulling things out.

—You're not having dinner, I'm hungry. —she yelled at me from the room.

—We just got our dinner. —I replied.

—But I didn't order anything. —she said as I felt her walk into the kitchen.

—Apparently someone knew there was no dinner. —I told her as she came to our side and looked at the amount of food Christian had brought.

— What's with all the food? —Kate asked in amazement.

—I didn't know what to bring, so I brought a little bit of everything. Elliot's not coming? —he asked Kate.

— He must be here soon. He said he had to go through a club first.

—Yeah, he mentioned something on the phone today. —Christian replied thoughtfully.

—We have dinner and a bath, or we have a bath and a dinner. — I asked close to him and I could see how his face changed and now he was looking at me raising an eyebrow and smiling.

—I think if we take a bath first, we won't have dinner. —he said in my ear very quietly so that only I could hear him.

—Then let's go to dinner. Let's see what you brought. —I told him as I began to open the boxes.

He had brought Italian and Chinese food, chicken wings and several bottles of wine, there were so many things I didn't know where to start. That's when someone knocked on the door.

—I'm going. —Kate said, leaving quickly for there.

At this hour it could only be Elliot. Kate opened the door and Elliot greeted her with a passionate kiss that lasted only until he noticed the amount of food on the counter.

—I guess you haven't had dinner. —Kate asked him as he looked at her for a moment and then again at us or rather at the food.

—No. Who ordered dinner? —he asked Kate as she closed the door and they walked towards us.

—Christian, he just brought in.

—Great, I love it when he orders. — he said rubbing his hands together.

—Hurry up. —Christian said in my ear.

Then he started picking things out quickly and passing them on to me until I had my hands full and so did he. We went out to the living room, sat down on the carpet next to each other and put things on the center table. Christian stood up for a moment, looked for two glasses and a bottle of wine and quickly returned to me.

— What's the rush? —I asked him as he took some sticks in his hand.

—With Elliot you have to be quick at lunchtime, or it leaves you with nothing.

—But Sunday wasn't like that. — I told him remembering the four of us having dinner together.

—Believe me when it comes to fast food, you have to walk fast with it. —he replied with a smile. —Why you think he likes it when I order.

That's where Kate and Elliot got to where we were. Elliot sat on the other side of Christian and watched him as he ate, I didn't know why but that way of looking at him I imagined he was up to something.

—Don't you dare, Elliot. —Christian told him without taking his eyes off the food.

—I haven't done anything. —he replied innocently, raising his hands.

—I know you too well, I don't need to look you in the face to know what's going on in your mind right now. —he said, picking up the sticks and pointing them at him.

Kate and I looked at each other and laughed as they stared at each other for a moment.

—All right, but can you put the sticks down, please. —he asked while I was laughing.

—It's just two sticks, Elliot. What could he do to you with them? —I told him still laughing.

But apparently Elliot didn't find the situation as funny as I did because it was very serious.

—He knows what I'm capable of with them. —Christian replied in my ear and then continued eating dinner.

And for a brief moment I looked at him in awe before I began to eat. There were still so many things I didn't know about him. He was still a total stranger to me, the truth was that I only knew something about him, about his past before he moved to London. But he had changed so much that he could no longer use it as a reference. How could I discover things from Christian's past when he didn't talk about it? If only there was a way. And then an idea hit me in the head hard. I looked at Elliot sitting next to him, both smiling amicably. That was my answer. They had met in London so Elliot must have known everything about Christian there. I must have known the darkest secrets about him.

I just had to find a way for him to tell me everything, but Christian couldn't be there. Yes, this was the only way to unravel Christian's mysterious past and I was going to get it at the price I needed.

—I think we should take a bath.

Kate and Elliot left after dinner and didn't come back that night, so we had the apartment all to ourselves. We had taken off our shoes and huddled on the couch. We were just hugging, doing nothing, enjoying each other's company while we finished drinking a bottle of wine. He hadn't even asking me what had happened with Kate and I thanked him. I didn't really know where I was going to start telling him if he asked me

—Yes we should. —I answered him as I was unwillingly separating myself from him and getting up from the sofa.

I stood in front of Christian and smiled at him as an idea began to spin in my head. The wine had me a little tipsy today, but this only made me uninhibited and lose the fear of doing things I would never otherwise do. I began to loosen my shirt and turned to walk to the room. I didn't feel his footsteps but I imagined he was following me like the predator he was. I left my shirt on the bed and when I went to get the adjuster off, some hands stopped me as warm lips began to slide down my neck warming my body and the blood in my veins. Then a warm, hot body stuck to mine. When did he take his shirt off?

— What happened with Kate? You didn't tell me at the end. — he said as he released my adjuster.

I didn't have to claim victory too soon.

—Nothing important. —I replied as my breathing accelerated from his caresses and his body attached to mine.

—From the look on his face, it looked serious. —he said, pausing between kisses.

Well, in the end it wasn't a secret, there was nothing wrong with telling him.

—She found the handcuffs. —I told him as his kisses stopped for a moment and Christian froze.

— And what did she say? —he asked curiously as he dropped the adjuster to the ground.

—She thought I was obsessed with a novel. —I replied as he began to kiss me again.

— What's the novel about that involves handcuffs, is a police novel.

—No. —I told him without thinking.

Christian turned to me at that moment and stared at me. This was one of the consequences of drinking. I had to learn to keep my mouth shut. Now Christian was looking at me intrigued. I could see in his eyes that he wanted to know more about the novel. And I didn't really see anything wrong with telling him.

—They're called masters and dungeons, please don't read them. —I asked him.

The least I needed at this point in our strange relationship was for him to start acting like a sadist. But deep down inside my brain told me I shouldn't have told him not to read it.

— Why don't you want me to read it? —he said, slipping one hand on my cheek.

I knew that telling him that would only make him more curious, but I realized after the words had come from my lips. I knew he wanted to read the book right now just to satisfy his curiosity about why I didn't want him to read it. And I was very clear about why I didn't want him to read it while some scenes in the book were going through my mind.

— Are you blushing? Apparently the book is better than what you're telling me. — Oh, shit! I didn't even realize I was blushing.

I only had one choice left at the moment and that was to go along with the book, just so I could imagine he would leave me alone.

—Yes, it's very good, especially the protagonist of the first two parts. —I told him holding the desire to laugh while he frowned.

—If he's so hot...why don't you compare me to him. — Oh no! I didn't expect this answer. This wasn't going to work out so well.

—He's really not that cute, really. —I lied to him, but apparently he noticed.

—If you don't want to do it, don't do it in the end, I'll find out when I read the book. —he said as I looked at him very seriously and he smiled slightly.

—All right, wait a minute. —I told him as I separated myself from him and went over the description in my mind. —Both are the same height, the same physique. — I told him as I slid my hands across his shoulders, chest and torso completely defined.

—Continue. —he urged me as I noticed his shortness of breath

—Both have the same penetrating look. —I said to him, staring him in the eyes as he smiled at me and looked at me in surprise.

—I see we're a lot alike. —he said to me as he pulled one of my hands and stick me on his body.

—Well, except for the color of the eyes and the color and length of the hair, and that he likes to fuck while tying women to the bed. —At that moment Christian opened his eyes a lot surprised.

Shit! I think I lost my hand. When will I learn to keep my mouth shut.