Ha sido mágico, al suave balanceo del mar sobre el casco del yate que Christian alquiló para nuestra luna de miel. Miro mis tobillos y mis muñecas, en ellos se hacen visibles las marcas de algo nuevo que experimentó mi marido sobre mi. Los tengo rojos debido al forcejeo que tuve para desasirme de ellos. No me duelen ,pero sé que a él le molestan. He dormido una profunda siesta y él está a mi lado observándome, pero con un gesto en su rostro que me indica que algo no le gusta. Le doy un ligero beso y salto de la cama rumbo al baño. Por un instante me miro en el espejo y ¡ horror ! ¿ qué me ha hecho ? Mi escote, mi cuello y mi busto están llenos de chupetones. Estoy asombrada de que a pesar del tiempo Christian se siga comportando como un adolescente. Me enfado muchísimo. No podré ponerme el bañador ni lucir escotes, y nuestra luna de miel está a punto de terminar. Salgo hecha una furia y le veo que me mira con prevención. Lanzó mi cepillo de pelo con intención de darle en la cabeza, pero él, muy hábil, lo esquiva. Ha de darme una explicación para este comportamiento #FiftyShadesFreed
TRANSLATE:
It has been magical, the gentle rolling of the sea on the hull of the yacht that Christian rented for our honeymoon. I look at my ankles and wrists, the marks of something new that my husband experienced about me become visible. I have them red because of the struggle I had to get rid of them. They do not hurt me, but I know that they bother him. I have slept a deep nap and he is by my side watching me, but with a gesture on his face that tells me something he does not like. I give him a light kiss and jump out of bed towards the bathroom. For a moment I look in the mirror and horror!!! What has he done to me? My neckline, my neck and my bust are full of hickeys. I am amazed that despite the time Christian continues to behave like a teenager. I get very angry. I will not be able to put on my swimsuit or wear cleavage, and our honeymoon is about to end. I go out in a rage and I see him looking at me with prevention. He threw my hairbrush with the intention of hitting it on the head, but he, very skilled, avoided it. You have to give me an explanation for this behavior #FiftyShadesFreed
TRANSLATE:
It has been magical, the gentle rolling of the sea on the hull of the yacht that Christian rented for our honeymoon. I look at my ankles and wrists, the marks of something new that my husband experienced about me become visible. I have them red because of the struggle I had to get rid of them. They do not hurt me, but I know that they bother him. I have slept a deep nap and he is by my side watching me, but with a gesture on his face that tells me something he does not like. I give him a light kiss and jump out of bed towards the bathroom. For a moment I look in the mirror and horror!!! What has he done to me? My neckline, my neck and my bust are full of hickeys. I am amazed that despite the time Christian continues to behave like a teenager. I get very angry. I will not be able to put on my swimsuit or wear cleavage, and our honeymoon is about to end. I go out in a rage and I see him looking at me with prevention. He threw my hairbrush with the intention of hitting it on the head, but he, very skilled, avoided it. You have to give me an explanation for this behavior #FiftyShadesFreed
Texto 1996rosafermu. Basado en la trilogía Cincuenta sombras de Grey de E.L. James
Ilustraciones: Captura de Cincuenta Sombras Liberadas
Publicado: Fifty Forever Official Facebook Group ( 15/7/2018 )
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