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"I made a deal with him. As long as you chose me, we walk out free," I tell him confidently.
"Don't worry about it, pretty girl. I've got this," Raf shakes his head, barely paying attention to my words. Because that's my husband, always ready to bear everything on his shoulders.
"You just made a deal with me? Why don't you tell him the whole thing, Noelle. You proposed that should he choose you, you'll both walk out of here alive, sure. But should he choose Lucero, both Raf and Lucero would die, isn't that so?" Michele chuckled, and before I can reply, I hear a playback of our conversation—how easily I'd condemned Raf to death simply for not being mine.
I look away, shame eating at me. Yet I find myself unwavering in my conviction.
Raf is mine or no one else's. Just like I am his or not at all…
It's as simple as that.
Iwouldhave killed him. Then I would have killed myself.
It wouldn't be the first time.
My mind is clear now—too clear. And I know myself for what I am.
Wicked.
Selfish.
So obsessed with this one man I could never function without him again.
And that… That is both my blessing and my curse.
Raf's features are harsh as he stares at the monitor before glancing at me.
"Noelle…" he whispers my name, and I don't know what to make out of his tone. For the first time, I feel completely in the dark about his intentions.
Is he…disappointed in me?
"Does that mean we're free to go?" he suddenly asks, ignoring the previous conversation.
I continue to huddle in his arms, my face in the crook of his neck.
"For now? Yes. I can see the back-up you brought is already in the building." Michele sighs, shaking his head. "I thought I told you to come alone, baby bro."
The alarm in the building suddenly blares.
"It's your brother's men," Raf tells me softly. "We need to get out of here," he says just as he moves.
I'm still in his arms, and I don't have any intention of moving.
"Well, this was fun for how long it lasted," Michele interrupts. "Just anfyi, I'm not in the building anymore so don't try to look for me," he chuckles, winking at us. "Oh, and a secondfyi, since, why not? There's a bomb. The alarm triggered it. So you should have," he pauses, looking at his watch, "less than five minutes to get out. Good luck."
Michele gives us a mock salute before the screen goes black.
I'm about to tell Raf that we should hurry when he shushes me, clicking on his comm and addressing my brother.
"Pull out your men. The building's about to blow up… Yes we're leaving now."
"Raf?" I ask tentatively.
"Hold on tight. We need to find the way out," he says just as he wrenches the door open, moving at full speed as he races through the hallways of the building with me in his arms.
"Three minutes left," I whisper in his hair, trying to keep track of the time.
"This damn building and its infernal layout," he grits out.
