When, after all, I was looking to return that piece to the bed, I could notice that even on the side of it there rested on the same surface a small card in a very subtle cream color with the handwriting somewhat misaligned and untidy, which seemed more than anything that it had been written very quickly.
On it you could read with complete clarity "Please wear it, I know that such an outfit is not part of your style at all, but, please I emphasize wear it, let us contemplate the beauty of which Emma is capable of reflecting, just as you did in Venice without any restrictions, let that sweet girl appear once again before us" "Lombardi "
"At least the guy understands that this is not going with me at all," I stressed while making a somewhat sarcastic movement with my head.
"Since I came here I will limit myself to not throwing tantrums so like a good lady I will do what is asked of me, even if it is not to my complete liking" I commented trying rather keep myself completely calm.
So without a word or objection, I took the tip of the French braid with which I keep my hair crossed most of the time and I started to release each of the chains until I reached the root, thus completely freeing my hair.
So that's how it was that only a few seconds were enough for me to complete this task, which I didn't do very well on the way to the shower.
Once there, after the opening of the shower in that bathroom I washed my body and my hair carefully and without a skip or a minimum of space on my skin, without a doubt, let the water across my body with the property to carry my discomfort along with the tiredness that I was feeling so busy that day.
Being in the shower meant more than a relief for me, so I had to let go of all the burdens and discomfort that I could carry, and let my body cool down so much that it even seemed that my skin would melt with the water.
"If I didn't have to go out again I would stay here all the rest of the day next to the night," I thought after regretting the obvious fact that was coming, the time for which without a doubt was to have to leave the shower already.
So it was that after feeling ready once I closed the watering can, I walked away from it and took two towels from a nearby shelf.
The first one I took and placed on my body after drying my skin so I covered my nakedness while the second one I placed on top of my head to free my hair from moisture a little.
Once I was ready and in a hurry, because I estimated that I had time more than anything on top, I left that bathroom with a fixed course to the center of that bedroom, there I got my suitcase and extracting from it some underwear I cinched those garments next to the jumpsuit over my body.
I doubt that anyone could imagine for just a moment the surprised face that formed on my face after admiring me once in the mirror since I was fully dressed because that piece not only suited me well, but it fitted me in such a way that my curves were completely marked without reaching, of course, the vulgar and unseemly.
Excited by how I looked, I devoted myself for a moment to observing myself while I remained fixed on that reflection and I estimate that probably anyone who had seen me would have laughed at me when seeing my idiotic face and why not stunned at such an echo.
I immediately returned to reality I proceeded to fix my hair which more than anything I merely put some cream to comb before brushing it completely procedure that I performed before shaping it revealing with complete freedom my natural slings.
And it was precisely when I was styling the last strand that out of nowhere the door was heard rumbling right on my right side.
Knock, knock, knock.
Three times in a row that sound was heard giving an obvious sign that someone was undoubtedly on the other side.
"Wait a minute" I shouted with the clear intention that the person on the other side would be able to hear me, but that sound was heard again.
Knock, knock, knock... even more forcefully and with greater zeal.
"I'm coming, wait a minute" I replied to that phrase again, but simply whoever the person who was there was not giving up like that, that for a third time that sound was heard.
Already heaping concern that emanated from that individual, after leaving the brush on the vanity the combing that area of my hair quickly, I headed to the door with almost no presence of the aptly named patience in me.
With speed I opened that door, without a doubt I left him wide open between that stranger and me, while from the corridor huge and vivid eyes collided with mine, while such an image rose that person remained standing there serene, stunned at the same time that his eyes watched me with concern.
"Hum!, so this is how servitude becomes a maiden as in his tale of the famous Cinderella and "that maiden" I murmured while the corners of his mouth danced restlessly while he tried to form a malicious smile.
"You again, you weren't supposed to be on the hill. "
I replied after my brain to make a clip and confirm who it was; standing in front of me that man stood erect and firm.
Without a doubt, I could perceive some other difference in him, a feeling that worried me because I didn't know if it was because of the clothes he was wearing or if it was just due to one of those drastic mood changes that Dominieck usually notices because it was merely about that man.
Such a gentleman undoubtedly had a somewhat singular appearance at that moment, but somehow something told me that he was still the same mostro that I was supposed to know only with a different muzzle.
From top to bottom I contemplated him trying to decipher his clothes because unlike the other days and even the moment when I saw him on the hill, that one was not wearing some typical elegant suit on him as they a cloth pants, formal shirt, and a jacket, but rather his clothes were very similar to mine, both in appearance and in color.
The white one stood out curiously with imposing when coming from it and for bad or good luck of mine in the same way it left its complete masculinity in sight.
The tight shirt open by a few buttons on the front left his muscular chest visibly exposed and not to mention those semi-baggy pants that despite their shape let their well-contoured buttocks show making before my eyes a lustful desire will present itself.
Without being able to avoid it when observing him I could not contain myself imminent action because of my wolf and before him I could not resist biting my lower lip vehemently to the point that I made even some blood flow from it, causing for a moment my animal part to try to emerge.
The heat in me in the blink of an eye began to be noticed and next to her a surge of sensations arose.
But no, as I could I contained it inside me with authority after the metallic taste of the lymph feeling on my palate with great emphasis, causing me to wake up to the trance in which my she-wolf was plunging me.
The very presence of that man at that moment made me quite morbid in a somewhat absurd way, coming of course from a pure she-wolf who does not know the desire for the flesh.
"What the fuck is going on? "
I thought and without a doubt, I questioned myself while turning my back on him trying to take my eyes off him.
Despite my obvious behavior, he did not say a single word more, however, he answered my previous question.
"Yes Emma, I was supposed to be, but like you, I had to come to make a change of outfit" without delay, I reply that trying to unleash that conversation.
"OK, I understand that Dominieck, but in any case what are you doing here? And what is more curious, how did you find my room? "
"I came for you, Lombardi, Lyall, and Lina forced me to come because according to them I should be your companion, so you have to assume who were the ones who told me how to get there" with arrogance he commented as if giving that answer had weighed him down enormously.
Another one to mark, one more detail for the list of the uncomfortable moments I've had to live, so when listening to him I couldn't help but turn around and reproach him.
"As if they forced you, no one has to because doing it is not your duty, especially when it comes to me, besides I can get there alone. "
"Just as you heard it, they did it, now, it's not a comfortable matter for me at all, I don't have to do it, but since I'm here I have no choice but to take the party in peace, so please finish fixing yourself and let's go for a good time.
"I see, it's not something that is born of you, it's not like that," I replied with some sadness after hearing him reaffirm those words, "Don't worry, I know I'm nothing important compared to you, so without a doubt, Mr. Bastrii, I'll stay away as much as I can.
I replied without trying to hide behind any mask where to hide my discomfort or behind the doubts present in me, I simply expressed myself and did it reflecting me as I am.
"Something like that could be said. "
Listening to him say that provided me with more than a simple answer, but that also left a deep pain embedded in me, one that even left me with a bad taste in my mouth that I felt like dying and a huge heaviness was accentuated in my chest.
"So that's the case Dominieck..." I replied while taking a deep breath "now, for my part, I tell you Mr. Bastrii that it would be better for you to move away, I don't want to bother you more than I already have, so you can very well leave alone to the reception because with you and believe me when I say it I will not introduce myself.
And retreating a few two steps I held the door by the next edge and slammed the door before such a man, so I just walked away from that entrance carrying some anger feeling that undoubtedly makes me feel above all a suffocating sensation.
With determined steps, immersed in confusion with a somewhat clouded mind, I oriented myself to the bed and from it, I took the slippers in such a way that once in my hands I let myself fall on the foot of the bed while my eyes gradually moistened.