La miro detenidamente ella sonríe, pero en su gesto noto algo extraño como si no se sintiera del todo bien. A penas me da tiempo de sujetarla, cuando se desvanece en mis brazos. La levanto al tiempo que pongo mi mano sobre su cabeza; siento la suavidad de su cabello y contemplo lo angelical de su rostro. La tomo en brazos y la llevo hasta mi coche. Apesta a vómito y a alcohol, pero no me importa. La veo frágil, vulnerable y mi instinto de protección se agudiza aún más. O quizá sea mi ansia de controlarlo todo, y a ella también. No sé donde vive. Lo mejor será que la lleve al Heathman, allí estará segura, conmigo está segura. La tiendo en la cama y procedo a desvestirla. Yo también huelo mal por haberla tenido en brazos. Al quitarle los pantalones, sin querer rozo su piel y algo me sacude en el interior. La pongo una camiseta mí, la toa y la meto en la cama. La tapo como si fuera una niña pequeña. Descansa dulce Anastasia #FiftyShadesofGrey
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I look at her closely, she smiles, but in her gesture I notice something strange as if she does not feel quite well. I hardly have time to hold it, when she vanishes in my arms. I raise her as I put my hand on her head; I feel the softness of her hair and contemplate the angelic aspect of her face. I take her in my arms and carry her to my car. It stinks of vomit and alcohol, but I do not care. I see her fragile, vulnerable and my instinct for protection becomes even more acute. Or maybe it's my desire to control everything, and her too. I do not know where she live. The best thing is to take her to the Heathman, she will be safe there, she is safe with me. I lay her on the bed and proceed to undress her. I also smell bad for having her in my arms. When I take off her pants, I accidentally brush her skin and something shakes me inside. I put a shirt on me, I put it on and put it on the bed. I cover her like a little girl. Sweet Anastasia rests #FiftyShadesofGrey
Autoría del relato: 1996rosafermu. Basado en la trilogía de E L James Cincuenta sombras de Grey
Ilustración: Captura de Cincuenta Sombras
Editado en: Fifty Forever Official Facebook Gropu
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TRANSLATE:
I look at her closely, she smiles, but in her gesture I notice something strange as if she does not feel quite well. I hardly have time to hold it, when she vanishes in my arms. I raise her as I put my hand on her head; I feel the softness of her hair and contemplate the angelic aspect of her face. I take her in my arms and carry her to my car. It stinks of vomit and alcohol, but I do not care. I see her fragile, vulnerable and my instinct for protection becomes even more acute. Or maybe it's my desire to control everything, and her too. I do not know where she live. The best thing is to take her to the Heathman, she will be safe there, she is safe with me. I lay her on the bed and proceed to undress her. I also smell bad for having her in my arms. When I take off her pants, I accidentally brush her skin and something shakes me inside. I put a shirt on me, I put it on and put it on the bed. I cover her like a little girl. Sweet Anastasia rests #FiftyShadesofGrey
Autoría del relato: 1996rosafermu. Basado en la trilogía de E L James Cincuenta sombras de Grey
Ilustración: Captura de Cincuenta Sombras
Editado en: Fifty Forever Official Facebook Gropu
DERECHOS DE AUTOR RESERVADOS
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