Chapter24

"Yes, I do but that doesn't mean I'll be sleeping with you", she said, folding her arms. A heated look crossed his eyes. Rita took a step back, hating the way she felt weak and useless in his presence. "Fine, suit yourself. At times, I don't even know why I bother with you", he said. "So where would I be sleeping?", She asked. "The room across here, you'll find everything you need in there", he said, dismissing her. Rita left much to her satisfaction. She didn't want to stay any minute with him talk more of sleeping with him on the same bed. She was a virgin and she wanted to keep it that way until her wedding night to her rightfully wedded husband. True to his words, Rita found everything she would be needing throughout her stay in his penthouse. Even the dresses that were hung in the wardrobe were all her size something she found creepy. She settled in, unpacking the little clothes she brought along. When she was done, she took a warm bath, reveling in the shampoo that seemed to be her favorite. "What do you mean by you still can't find anything about him?", Edmundo shouted. At the sound of his voice, Rita jerked awake. She had already fallen asleep in the bath tub and the harsh sound of his voice drew her awake. She listened in, straining to hear what he was saying even though his voice was loud as ever. "Do everything you can to find out something about him. Come on, there must be something, anything about him. Do this and get back to me pronto or consider yourself unemployed", he seethed. Slowly, Rita got out of the bathtub, drying her body. She hurriedly put on a robe, covering her nakedness. She couldn't trust Edmundo not to barge in here when she wasn't dressed. "What's the matter?", She said upon getting to the living room where she found him pacing about. "None of your business", he said, harshly. "Then you should stop shouting, you're going to scream the whole house down", she said. "Fuck off", Edmundo said, pushing her away. Rita smiled, congratulating herself on successfully frustrating him. She knew that something bothered him a lot if he was behaving this way. She whistled to herself, making her way to the t.v room to watch some soap operas she missed. She wasn't going to be bothered about him, he could go die for all she cared. After all, he never seemed to bother about her wellbeing and happiness so why should she care. Just then, her phone gave a little beep, indicating she had a message. Rita swiped the screen and discovered that the message was from her best friend, Theresa. Deciding to call her, Rita dialled her number, waiting for her to pick up. She answered on the fourth ring, squealing when Rita spoke. "Gosh, how I've missed you", Rita laughed. "I've missed you more, you wouldn't even believe it. How are you my darling?", Theresa said. "I'm just there. To be honest, I really don't know how I feel. I'm in Madrid, Edmundo dragged me along", Rita sighed. "Yeah, so I heard. I stopped by your house this morning and your mum informed me. How is the man?",she asked. "He's just there. To be honest girlfriend, he keeps getting worse everyday", Rita sighed. "Patience my dear, soon you'll be out of there. Left for me, I don't want you to get married to him", Theresa said. Rita heard a little voice giggling and she knew it was Theresa's three year old son, Mateo. Rita felt a pang in her chest, one of loneliness and sadness. "I know. That's why you're my best friend, you've had my back since way back high school days". "And I will always do. You're my best buddy and nothing is ever going to change that", she said. For a moment, Rita was tempted to spill the truth about her relationship with Rodrigo. As long as she could remember, Theresa had never judged her or spoken ill about her. She was her friend and it ate her, having to keep this secret away from her. "Theresa, can I trust you?", Rita said. "Sure girl, what's up. Oh wait... Don't tell me you've gotten pregnant for the man", she panicked. "Oh hell no! That's never going to happen", Rita chuckled. "Phew, okay then. If it's not that, I can take anything else you want to say", she said. Rita took a deep breath. What she was about to say was a secret if found in the wrong hands could destroy her and her family. "I'm kind of having a relationship with my chaffeur, Rodrigo", she said. For several minutes, Theresa remained quiet. Rita wrung her hands, nervous that she would spill her secrets to the first person she talked to. "Wow. I didn't expect this", she said. "Oh God, is it a bad thing", Rita panicked. "Hell no. In fact, that's the best news I've heard all day. My gosh! I'm really happy for you Rita", Theresa gushed. "Thank you. To be honest, at times, I feel really stupid for engaging in something like this. I don't know but I can't help it. Rodrigo is the sweetest thing that has ever happened to me in a very long time. He's like a drug, a drug I can't do without", Rita said. "My friend is in love", Theresa cooed. "Maybe I am but that's how I feel and I think i just messed it up", she said. "Oh my gosh! Rita, what did you do", Theresa sighed. Rita narrated all that had happened prior to her arriving Madrid. Talking about it now, she felt bad for what she did. "Oh darling, you shouldn't have done that. You claim you love him but what you did proved otherwise", Theresa said. " I know, I know and now, I feel really bad. What can I do", Rita said, close to tears. "What you're going to do now is call him. Talk to him and apologize, I believe he'll see reasons why you did that", she said.