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"I said come here," he repeated, his voice gravelly.
Noelle took one more step towards him, but she didn't comethereas he wanted her to.
A twitch appeared in his cheek when he noticed her subtle disobedience, and Noelle could swear she noted a glint of annoyance in his eyes.
"You look worse than in photos," Sergio suddenly said, his eyes roving over her body.
"Thanks," she replied drily. "I did my best."
She'd never expected a compliment, but neither had she expected an outright insult.
His mouth curled in disgust.
"You were fatter in the pictures. I told your brother I don't want an anorexic bitch," he continued, spitting vitriol with every word.
The more he spoke, however, the more incensed Noelle became. At him. At her brother. At everyone who saw her as little else than cattle to be sold and exchanged.
"What can I say, the thought of marrying you burned calories," she muttered under her breath, unable to help herself.
If before she'd been slightly afraid and anxious about the meeting, it only took for Sergio to open his mouth and utter those idiocies for her to lose all her fear. Instead it was replaced with anger and a need to tell him to shove every word up his ass.
But she wouldn't do that. Not quite yet.
"What did you just say?" He straightened his spine, leaning forward as his eyes flashed at her.
"Oh, nothing," Noelle smiled sweetly, her cheeks hurting from the fakeness of it. "Just bridal nerves."
He narrowed his eyes at her.
"I told your brother what would happen if you're not untouched," he commented drily, still looking at her through hooded eyes. "I have free rein to punish you as I see fit."
Noelle's eyes flared in alarm.
"What if I'm not?" she dared to ask.
"Oh, you won't like the outcome. But I have it on good terms that you are. If I'd been suspicious in any way, the wedding would have had a public medical exam."
What…
"You're crazy," Noelle whispered.
The girls were watching her raptly, unabashed by their naked state.
"Maybe," Sergio shrugged, not really paying her any mind. In fact, as he turned his attention to his watch, he completely tuned her out.
"Take off your clothes. The consummation is in thirty minutes," he commanded in a perfunctory tone.
Noelle blinked, uncertain she'd heard him right. Thirty minutes? Why the hell was it timed? What was even happening?
"What?"
"I have to repeat myself? Take off your clothes."
"No," Noelle replied, pushing her chin up.
"W-what?" he sputtered, his eyes wide as he took her in.
"I will not take my clothes for you or for anyone else," she declared.
