IN THE ARMS OF A GREEK GOD

“Come on Miranda, it's been four years since that idiot left you, you should find another man who will shake the floor for you, who will grab you by the hair and slam you against the wall while he gives you control without batteries”.

The drink that I had taken from my glass of water almost shot out thanks to the great comment from my best friend. I look around and notice that several men heard Alicia's comment. I never understood how this girl can never reserve something for her alone.

“Alicia!” I reprimanded her. “Keep your damn voice down”.

“What? suddenly someone dares to talk to you.”

“Listen to me. I lean forward.” - I prefer to be crazy about cats, before being with another man again.

In the past I was with a man who abused me in ways that even I was not aware of as a psychologist, I would say he is one of the most intelligent men, because he was able to evade and penetrate someone who was once strong and independent.

And not only that, my codependency towards him was so much that if I didn't have him by my side I felt like I was going to faint, when I wanted to realize the damage he had done to me it was too late. I moved away from my parents for all the time I was in that toxic relationship... my mother passed away and later my father died of loneliness, every day I blame myself for his deaths, so I don't allow myself to be happy.

“I don't think so, I read the letters for you and a man so handsome appeared to me that many will want to steal him from you.”

"You know what I think of that”. She rolled her eyes. - and stop doing that, one of these days you're going to sell my soul to the devil.

Alicia stares at me, I don't know what is going through her chaotic mind. She and I met at the university, she was my roommate, she was studying philology and she is one of the most intelligent people I have ever met in this life, she later studied history and now has a doctorate.

I met all his family and I can say that they are the strangest, one of his sister practices voodoo and he has another sister who is completely goth, and his younger sister is apparently the most normal among all of them, currently the doctor in front of me works Like a tarot reader at the old Waller Street Bazaar.

“Here is your account”.

The waiter interrupted my thoughts by placing the bill on the table, his gaze fixed on me and then a smile began to appear on his face, I heard Alicia trying not to laugh, so she reluctantly placed a 20 bill on the table.

“The tip can be your number”. - dared the boy.

“Bold boy, I could be your mother.” - I answer embarrassed. “You see what you cause”. I look at my friend.

"But I'm not, miss.” — The waiter insisted.

“Come on Miranda, fulfill the child's dream”. — Alicia insisted playing.

"You'd better get your ass out of your chair, I have to get back to work now."

More indignant than ever I get up taking my bag and my white work coat. We both left the restaurant under the gaze of several men and that young waiter, I felt a bit flattered, fortunately at 30 I am still doing well... or so I think.

The morning heat hits my body and itching all over my body immediately begins, that happens when the weather suddenly changes, Alicia takes out her black umbrella and places it over our heads.

“But speaking very seriously, you as a psychologist know that everything you are doing is wrong, you cannot emotionally confine yourself. How would you do it if a patient suffered the same thing as you?”

“It's different, because this is my job.”

“That's being a hypocrite and you know it.”

Of course Alicia was right, but giving it to her would be a long cleansing session to free my soul from the state of denial I've been in for four years now.

“Look at the number of men around you.” Alice points to her with her free hand. All around us, men and women walked back and forth. “Look at that.” — He points to a dark-haired man who was just crossing the street, all of his arms were tattooed and he had a very good style.

“You know, sometimes I don't understand how you're married if you're seeing other men all the time and at all times.”

"Do you think Simon doesn't see other girls? No one here is holy to pray to him”. Alice snorts.

We turned a corner and we were in the heart of the city, where my friend gave her séances, card readings, palm readings, and egg cleansings. It was still hard for me to believe that one of the best minds of the 21st century is here, of course… I respect all the people who do this, unbelievably when Alice does it, everything she says comes true. But I'm still a little skeptical.

We entered through the main arch of the square where he works, there were other stalls and restaurants where tourists ate and tried our gastronomy, and also bought souvenirs to take home. The city of Loubrook is the perfect combination between Louisiana and Cartagena architecture. It was one of the cities where slavery and the mixture of cultures took root, taking root to the last point of the city.

There is even an attraction that attracts tourists where they invent that it was this land where the first vampires, also the famous coven of the Richardson sisters, four very powerful sisters, they taught everything they knew to their followers during colonial times, it is said that during Many years they managed to bewitch many aristocrats until the massacre of the witches took place.

According to the Lesters, Alicia's parents, they are descendants of Marie Richardson, the eldest of the sisters, and that is why the occult and magic were a pillar in that family.

Alicia opens the door of her place and begins to take out a table and two chairs, I sit on one and let the air current cool me down, the day was hot enough to melt.

“Hello.” — Susie, a waitress at a restaurant next door to Alicia's. She comes out with an empty tray in her hand.

“Hello Su”. - I answer.

"And Al?"

!Surely he's turning on the air conditioning, it's hot as hell here.!

"You can give him this." — From his pants pocket he takes out a perfectly sealed envelope. — “A delivery man brought it.”

“Su, table 8 is requesting an order.” — Another waitress approaches her.

“Ok, I'm coming, see you later Miranda.”

Susie walks away leaving me alone again, but not for long, my best friend comes out with two cold teas.

“Who were you talking to?”

“with Su, they brought you this”. She handed the letter to my friend, she analyzes it and rolls her eyes. - “What's going on?”

“The university wants me as a full-time professor, they say that I am the best prospect to give the chair in history.”

"That sounds good, Al. Why don't you take it?"

“I like my life as it is, I don't want to be dealing with a bunch of boys, grade exams, have meetings with managers and blah, blah, blah, here I am my own boss.”

“You know, we're not going to have this conversation again, so you're the one who knows.”

I take a drink of my tea and let the cold cool me down a bit.

“ Buy ​​a bottle of wine for tonight.” Alice says.

“When I get home I'll buy the pizza, we'll watch Magic Mike and get drunk to the ass.”

“That sounds great, but I bought you a present.”

Alicia gets up from her seat and runs back to her store, I mentally prepare myself for whatever it is that I buy, I can expect anything from this girl and it will always be something that will blow my mind.

He comes out and in his hands he had a book, he places it on the table and smiles big.

The book was made of hard cover covered by a red leather skin, it did not have any engraved inscription, much less drawings that showed what it was about.

“I hope it's not the cursed book your parents told me about.

“The codex?” I nod with my head. - “No! you just open it.”

Little by little I open it with distrust, the first title was written in what seemed to be ancient Greek. Being with Alicia I learned to identify many things, however I did not know what she was saying.

“What does it say?” - I ask him.

“Whoever has this manuscript in his possession may invoke…”

“ I'm not going to invoke the devil, incubus, succubus, genius, elf, fairy or whatever.”

“Let me finish. Alicia” rolls her eyes. — "Whoever has this manuscript in his possession may invoke the sexual slave here he rests"

“Al, there are times when I think you are not from this planet. Also I do not plan to invoke anyone.”

“Oh come on Looking, we must try, you must try. So that you take off how virginal you have become.”

“I get go”. I close the book. A strong current of air passed through the entire corridor, incredibly the hard cover of the book rose and the pages began to move until they stopped at an image.

My heart began to pound and I felt how my cheeks began to heat up, that image was so perfect in all the details that adorned it, a completely naked man was lying there staring at me, even though the image was black and white I could Predicting that her eyes were a green resembling an emerald, her toned body looked flawless without any blemishes to mar it.

Right at the top it said: Jason from Macedonia

“Did you get excited?” — My best friend's voice brought me completely out of that trance.

“What is all this about Alicia?” I ask confused.

“Daniel gave me this book, he found it in the bookstore and since it was in Greek I thought I might need it, when I read it and saw that image I felt a very strong vibe of… hard sex, According to the passages Jason of Macedonia was a former general which mysteriously disappeared and no one heard from him again, but someone was in charge of writing his story and all the battles he was in. But according to the speculation of the same author, Jason was cursed by a goddess, it is believed that it was Hestia, the wife of Zeus, Jason's curse is to be locked in a scroll and the only way to get out of there is for a woman to do it and he must fulfill all the wishes that she has”.

“So he's a genius.”

“No, he is a sex slave.”

“Whatever Alicia, we are not going to do this kind of thing”. I get up from my seat. - “I have to get back to work.”

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