Page 89 of Emerald

“Yes. It was different and I was a little hesitant at first, but Manuel put my mind at ease and reassured me that he liked what he saw,”I explain to him.

“She did very well, so well that I want to keep her as my own personal plaything.”Manuel smirks.

“Is that so?”Pedro stares at Manuel.

“Si,”he answers.

“And, Carmen, is that something you might be interested in?”Pedro asks me.

“I told Manuel that I have to go back to Spain to tie up some loose ends but that I might like to stay with him,”I say as I nuzzle up into his side.

“And your family would be okay with you packing up and moving to Mexico?”Pedro continues to question me.

“I don’t have any immediate family, unfortunately. I lost them in a car accident many years ago, but my extended family would understand. They want me to be happy and Manuel makes me happy. Plus, he said he would help me find a job and somewhere to live,”I answer, looking up at Manuel adoringly as if I am the naïve girl he thinks I am.

“And what about your wife, Manuel? Can not imagine she would be happy with this situation,”Pedro states.

“She lives in Europe, what I do in Mexico is none of her concern,”Manuel advises.

“Carmen, are you okay with being Manuel’s mistress?”Pedro pushes.

“I am. What we have is different to what he has with his wife.”

Pedro bursts out laughing.“That is true.”I want to roll my eyes, but I give him a blinding smile.“Did you bring her tonight to request this?”He turns to Manuel.

“Si,” he answers. What does that mean? Am I not going to be able to get anywhere near Pearl?

“She would be for you personally?”he asks.

“Si,” Manuel answers again.

Pedro looks over between the two of us, and I can see he is calculating something in his head.“Does she follow your instructions without problems?”

“Si. She helped with the initiation willingly.”

Pedro’s brows rise high on his forehead at that answer.“And she was fine with fucking the father and the sons?”I’m not supposed to have known that while blindfolded he let his sons use me.

“Manuel? What is he talking about?”I can see the tick in Manuel’s jaw, he isn’t pleased that Pedro spilled that bit of information.“I did not sleep with your sons. He’s wrong. I would never cheat on you.”I sob as I look at Manuel.

“Sweetheart, you were blindfolded, remember? You said that you liked being tied up and used for me. You made me so proud that night,”Manuel coos as he cups my face.

“But … I didn’t … I wouldn’t … touch your sons,”I stutter.

He starts petting my face.“I know, my love. You made me proud helping their initiation. You made Pedro proud, too.”

“You did.”Pedro grins.

“Were you not jealous? Why would you do that to me?”I ask him.

“Sweetheart, you made me proud, and of course, I was jealous. I am jealous of any man that touches you, but I do enjoy seeing you thoroughly used. You are so beautiful,”he says, trying to placate me.

This is messed up, but I must play the game. He thinks I’m different from the other women he brings through and so I need to act differently, most sane women would be horrified, and would try to run screaming from the building but that is going to either land me with a bullet between the eyes or this entire room’s new plaything, either option is not great.

“You said it was an initiation?”I ask him.

“Into my business,” Pedro adds, “I require the boys to become men before they can work for me.”

I gasp.“Did I take their virginities?”Pedro tries to hide his laughter at my question.

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