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He was theworsttype of ticking bomb; the type that imploded when everything became too much.
With the desk cleared, she turned to face him once more.
Her hands went to the fastening of her dress as she slowly slid it off her body until she remained naked in front of him.
"Take me," she whispered, beckoning him to her. "Let me be the vessel for your despair."
She didn't have to tell him twice. In the next second, he had her spread on the table, her legs locked around his hips as he drove into her in one powerful thrust.
They were both hurting, and they bothneededto hurt.
Her nails were lodged in his back, tearing at his skin, just as his fingers were tangled in her hair, pulling roughly at her scalp as he brought her mouth to his for a searing kiss.
He took her hard and fast; pain, not pleasure, the main goal.
And as they both finished, their bodies sweaty, their breathing rough and uncontrolled, they finally allowed their emotions to reach the surface.
Yuyu wailed.
Cisco simply hugged her, a small, lone tear falling down his cheek.
15Noelle
Noelle's eyes were on the clock as she felt every second pass.
She didn't know how she would approach Sergio with her idea of an arrangement, but more than anything, she didn't know how he would react to it.
Since he hadn't seemed so interested in her until now, she had hoped that it would continue to be so. After all, she had absolutelynointention of being his wife in truth. And if he wanted to enforce that, then the fight would be on.
Taking a small bite of the steak left behind by Lucero, Noelle chewed slowly, her stomach not caring for any food at the moment. Still, she hadn't eaten in a day and she needed her strength.
Despite all her plans, she was smart enough to realize she was just a girl in a foreign country, surrounded by people who cared nothing for her. If Sergio wished to force himself on her, chances were that he could easily do so. In the eyes of the people, she was his wife. And no one would see anything wrong with him exercising his husbandly rights.
No matter how strong her conviction was that no other man but Blue would claim her body, she was afraid.
Her hand trembled as she forced herself to take another bite.
One more hour.
In one more hour she would find out if there was any honor to Sergio or not.
In one more hour, she would either defend her autonomy or die fighting for it.
After all, she'd only accepted to marry the man because Cisco had threatened her Blue. If he hadn't done that, Noelle was sure she would have found a way to get herself out of this.
Yet for Blue…
For him she would do anything.
Anything but bed another man, that was.
Noelle felt bile rise up her throat at the mere thought of someone other than Blue putting a finger on her. More than that, and she would simply die.
"I can do this," she whispered as she placed the fork down.
Rising to her feet, she changed into the gown Sergio had left for her. The dress was just as colorful as the clothing worn by the people who'd greeted them at the entrance of the hacienda. It was an intricate design that wrapped around her body beautifully. But it was also a design that allowed for hidden places.
Noelle didn't stop to think of the potential consequences for her actions. She simply arranged the dress around so it could conceal the sharp knife that had accompanied her dinner.
