Page 187 of The Sins of Noelle


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Noelle slipped her hand out of Lucero’s as she took a step forward.

“You could have killed me from the beginning, but you didn’t,” she added, watching for his facial clues. “I wonder why that is…”

“Because I’m going to break you first,” he gritted. “Until you willwishyou were dead.”

“Hmm, I wonder about that,” she bluffed. “I rather think my brother won’t like that very much. Already I want to see you explain this to him,” she pointed to her bruised face. “Or maybe I should show him my back. I’m curious what he’ll say then. Will he congratulate you, or will he put a bullet through your head?”

“Your brother can’t kill me,” he said smugly.

“Maybe he won’t be able to kill you,” Noelle shrugged—she realized that Cisco would have long done that if he wanted to; if he could. “But are you willing to risk your little cult for it? Are you willing to risk your business?”

She took another step towards him.

“Are you willing to show these people you’re just a mere man, not a god?”

He looked as if he wanted to murder her on the spot.

His hands were clenched by his side, his veins bulging in his neck.

Already, his face was becoming red from anger, and Noelle expected him to strike her at any moment. She knew the risk, but it was one she was willing to take.

Seconds trickled by.

Sergio didn’t hit her. He didn’t come closer to her, though sheknewhe wanted nothing more than smother her with his bare hands.

“Hit me again and I promise you, you won’t like the consequences.”

“And what can you do?” He scoffed, though his body was tense.

“I’m not as defenseless as you believe, Sergio. Nor am I dumb. I have eyes and I can see this little cult thing you have going on. Your image. How much you care about what people think of you. It’s why you got a new harem, isn’t that so? To show everyone you can still…” she chuckled as she looked at him up and down.

“You can’t do shit,” he narrowed his eyes on her.

Maybe she was bluffing. Maybe she could never get away with unmasking Sergio to his loyal following. But maybe she could make him believe she could. After all, the only weakness she could exploit was his obsession with saving face.

She took another step forward until she was almost face to face with him.

“Are you willing to bet on it? Try to kill me again and I’ll make sure everyone knows you’re just a puny man. One who…” she let her gaze dip lower to his crotch, a cruel smile painted on her lips. “Can’t even call himself a man anymore. Is that what you want? For everyone to know that you’ve been castrated by your own wife?” She batted her lashes daringly at him.

“You fucking bitch,” he ground out.

“Do it,” she taunted. “Hit me. Hit me again and I promise you. I fucking promise you, you will regret every single blow,” she told him with all the strength she could muster.

He raised his hand.

Noelle didn’t blink.

And just like that, the blow didn’t come.

He gave her another harsh look before he strode out of the living room.

When he was out of sight, Noelle let out a big breath as she felt herself sway on her feet. Luckily, Lucero was there to hold onto her.

“Noelle…” she murmured, her voice laced with awe. “You…”

“I think I did it,” she whispered. “I did it, didn’t I?”

“I think you did,” Lucero confirmed. “I’ve never seen him like that before. But the way you spoke to him… I have no words. You were amazing.”

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