Prisioner In Your Arms

Alizza stood in front of the desk and immediately noticed the marks on Bruno’s neck. The expression she made was not pleasant.

“What do you need?” Bruno asked, visibly annoyed by her presence. He couldn’t stand her coming near him.

“As I mentioned before, I want to apologize to you. My behavior was not appropriate, and I am truly sorry,” Alizza said.

“Yes, it wasn’t,” he replied with displeasure, wanting the girl to understand that she shouldn’t approach him.

“I hope you can forgive me,” she said, pouting in an attempt to soften him.

“It’s forgotten, but remember that it must never happen again. You will be reassigned to another company; it’s for the best so you can continue with your training,” Bruno said.

“No, please, sir, let me stay here. I will learn from you and Mrs. Nicole. You both are the best. I promise I won’t bother you again, and I won’t disturb your presence here,” Alizza pleaded.

“It’s already decided. You will be notified as soon as I find a place for you. You cannot stay with us,” Bruno stated firmly.

“Very well, sir,” Alizza lowered her head. She clenched her fists, trying to hide her anger. How could he treat her like that?

“When you leave, please close the door,” he said without looking at her.

“Yes, sir. You should apply some ointment to your neck. I think you have contracted the same illness as Mrs. Nicole,” Alizza said, intending to provoke him. It was obvious that he and Nicole had been together.

Bruno buttoned up his shirt collar, not saying anything. He simply glared at Alizza, forgetting the love bites Nicole had given him.

Alizza hurriedly left, not wanting to bother him any further. She entered the bathroom, picked up the phone, and made a call.

“Hello,” a raspy voice answered on the other end.

“I will be transferred to another company. Mr. Bruno and Mrs. Nicole are still together,” Alizza said, almost crying.

“You’re no use to me in another company. I don’t know what you’ll have to do to stay there. Woe betide you if you get transferred,” the man became furious. That stupid girl couldn’t do things right.

“I’ll see what I can do, sir, but I can’t guarantee I can stay. Mr. Bruno is determined to move me,” Alizza replied.

There was no response on the other end, just an expression of annoyance, then the call was disconnected. She assumed that the man had hung up.

“Damn my luck. I’ll talk to Mrs. Nicole. It’s my only chance. I’ll have to humble myself before her, but it’s better than enduring what this man will do to my family,” Alizza thought to herself.

She headed towards Nicole’s office, pausing for a moment before knocking on the door. Tears began to flow one after another. It would be worth the effort if she could evoke pity. She gently knocked on the door, and Nicole’s voice was heard from the other side, granting her permission to enter.

“Come in.”

Upon entering, Alizza noticed that Nicole was sitting at her computer. Spread out on the drafting table was a plan with the design of a beautiful garden. Alizza stood in front of the table, focusing her attention on the plan.

“The design is perfect. I can see that you’ve thought of everything. There are courtyards both inside and outside the hotel, with vegetation that enhances the quality of the spaces while filtering light and noise pollution. The vegetation on the terraces and balconies of the rooms will provide greater comfort for the guests,” Alizza praised.

“Yes, you’ve understood the idea behind my design perfectly,” Nicole acknowledged. The girl knew what she was talking about.

“It’s an excellent design. I would have loved to learn from you,” Alizza said, lowering her head as she played with her hair between her fingers.

“Have you been crying?” Nicole asked, concerned.

“Mr. Bruno has decided to transfer me to another company. I know I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have consumed alcohol. I have already apologized to him, and I want to apologize to you as well. I had never drunk alcohol before, and I definitely won’t do it again,” Alizza explained.

“Don’t worry, I accept your apology. Let me talk to Bruno so that you can stay. He’s too cruel; after all, you’re just a girl,” Nicole said.

“Thank you, ma’am,” Alizza internally celebrated Nicole’s naivety for believing in her.

Meanwhile, Bruno received an unexpected visitor. Deborah entered his office without even bothering to knock on the door.

Upon seeing her, Bruno stood up from his chair. He didn’t know who this woman was until she spoke.

“Bruno, my son,” she said. He felt furious upon recognizing her.

“Son? I only have one mother, and her name is Mara Vitalli,” Bruno retorted.

“Son, please, you have to listen to me,” Deborah cried, pretending a pain she didn’t truly feel. She thought that if she were an actress, she would win an Oscar for this performance.

“Get out of here, ma’am. You conveniently forgot that I was your son for far too many years. It’s strange that you remember it now,” Bruno said.

“René threatened me. He kept you away from me,” Deborah claimed.

“That’s not true. I know my father very well. He suffered because of your abandonment, because of your deception,” Bruno pressed a button, and immediately two menacing guards entered the room.

“Please, I beg you, listen to me. I’m very ill. I need your forgiveness to find peace,” Deborah shamelessly lied, trying to provoke his sympathy.

Bruno hesitated for a moment, but upon remembering all those nights as a child when he cried missing her, he decisively ordered, turning his back.

“Take this woman out of here. You should know that if she sets foot in this building again, you will lose your jobs,” Bruno commanded without hesitation.

“Son, don’t do this. You have to listen to me,” Deborah was practically dragged to the exit, resisting as she screamed. How could her own son humiliate her like this?

Upon hearing the commotion, Nicole stepped out of her office. Upon seeing Deborah, she immediately knew who she was. Nicole rushed to Bruno’s office and found him sitting on the floor, his head resting on his knees, hands covering his face. Nicole realized he was crying, and the office was in shambles.

“Bruno, are you alright?” she asked fearfully.

“Don’t come near, Nicole. I might hurt you. Stay away from me. Get out of here,” Bruno replied.

“No, let me be by your side.”

“You don’t understand. I’m telling you to LEAVE! Leave me alone,” he shouted.

Nicole noticed that his knuckles were bruised. She hurriedly left to call René and Mara. Bruno needed them at that moment. She asked Bertha to cancel all appointments and suspend all activities. They sent all the employees home for the day. Alizza observed attentively, knowing that her boss would be interested in everything that was happening.

In the corporate office, only Bruno, Nicole, and the security guards remained. Minutes later, René and Mara arrived.

“Thank you for calling us. Where is our son?” both of them were deeply concerned.

“He’s in his office.”

Bruno’s parents immediately entered where their son was. Seeing him in that state broke their hearts. He had already consumed several bottles of alcohol.

“Son, why do you drink like this? It won’t solve your problems.”

Bruno was semi-conscious from the excessive alcohol he had consumed, muttering repeatedly.

“She’s not my mother, my mother is Mara.”

“Yes, son, I am your mother. I have been the only one,” Mara knelt beside him, embracing him while trying to soothe him.

“That damn woman, what does she want? Undoubtedly some financial benefit.”

They stayed with their son for a while. René helped him up and led him to the private room at the back of the office. He laid Bruno down on the bed, and Bruno fell asleep immediately.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Mara called Nicole. She wanted to stay with her son, but René convinced her that it would be better for Nicole to stay.

“Can you stay and take care of my son?”

“Yes, ma’am, don’t worry. I’ll stay and take care of him,” Nicole replied. It pained her to see him in this state, and she would have stayed even if they hadn’t asked her.

“Thank you, dear. If necessary, call the family doctor.”

“I will. I’ll also call my nanny to let her know and ask her to take Santi to school tomorrow.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll take our grandson. Later, we’ll send you some clothes. My son has everything he needs to change.”

“Thank you.”

After they left, Nicole looked at the nearly two-meter-tall man lying on the bed. She felt so small beside him. She picked up some pajamas and approached him to change his clothes. It required a great effort, but she managed to do it.

Then she took a T-shirt, changed into it, and lay down beside him. It wasn’t evening yet; the sun was just preparing to disappear beyond the horizon.

She fell asleep, embracing Bruno. A couple of hours later, he woke up and immediately felt her perfume and the warmth of her arms. He turned to face her and observed her for a moment. She looked beautiful, with delicate features that made her resemble a porcelain doll. Just then, Nicole’s stomach growled, and he smiled. He grabbed his phone and ordered a feast to be brought to them, along with some medication. His headache was throbbing painfully. He got up and headed to the shower.

Later, the food and clothes that Mara had asked Sara to send to Nicole arrived. Nicole woke up to the delicious aroma of the food.

“Hello, sleepyhead. Come, let’s eat a little,” Bruno said.

It couldn’t be said that Nicole ate just a little. She was truly hungry. Bruno had ordered burgers with fries, her favorite dish, and she felt satisfied after eating three.

Bruno watched her with amusement, taking great pleasure in observing the woman he loved.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.

Bruno smiled at her question, took a napkin, and wiped the corners of her mouth. The napkin got stained with ketchup.

“I’m just appreciating a beautiful sight,” he said tenderly.

She blushed and continued eating. That was one of the things he loved about her. Other women, like Shelsy, had a way of ruining a meal. They ate so little that if one ate normally in their presence, they risked appearing like a glutton. Nicole was genuine and didn’t bother with such trivialities.

After eating, they brushed their teeth. He turned on the television and left on a romantic movie that was playing. They lay down and hugged each other in silence. Later, he noticed Nicole was crying.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, alarmed.

“Nothing, sorry. It’s just that their love was so beautiful, and they haven’t managed to be together. Fate has stubbornly kept them apart. I hate the writer,” she said.

“Hahaha,” he laughed at the tone she used.

“Don’t laugh, Leone,” she said.

“I’m sorry, don’t get mad,” he said.

He approached her and kissed her, slowly removing her shirt to caress her breasts. They were of a good size, round, and perfect. He sucked on each of them.

She felt immense pleasure as Bruno went down and started sucking on her center. He drove her crazy with pleasure, knowing how to be aggressive and tender at the same time.