Le gusto a mi Amo

Adrián is the owner of the Montenegro house that had always been a place of long silences and restrained steps. Its wide hallways, with tall walls and dark furniture, seemed made to keep secrets rather than to harbor them. There, every sound had weight, every glance had to be measured. And at the center of everything, like an imposing shadow, was he: the master of the house.

From the first day she crossed the threshold as a servant, she understood that this was no ordinary home. The rules were not written, but they were felt in the air: no questions, no prying looks, no feelings. Even so, something began to change in almost imperceptible ways. It wasn't an explicit gesture or a misplaced word, but small details: the way he would stop looking when she left, the silence that lingered when they were alone in a room, the strange attention he seemed to give her without realizing it.She performed her duties diligently, trying to ignore the tension that arose in her chest whenever she felt him nearby. He, for his part, struggled against a new, dangerous discomfort that he couldn't control. He had never before allowed anyone to breach the distance he imposed between his world and that of others… and yet, that servant girl was there, disrupting the order that had cost him so much to build.

Thus, between formal orders, heavy silences, and forbidden thoughts, a story began that neither of them dared to name. Because in a house where everything had to be kept under control, feeling was the greatest act of disobedience.