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Noelle bit down against the pain, her body recognizing danger as it had become too inured to Sergio’s revenge sessions. It took everything within her not to give in—roll to the ground into a fetus position to avoid being hit.
She raised her gaze, brazenly looking at him.
He can’t hurt me,she told herself. Now, more than ever, he couldn’t hurt her in front of everyone.
“I’m here for one reason and one reason only,” she smiled smugly. “Payback,” she whispered.
Right at that moment, she squeezed her fist, clicking the small transmitter she’d hidden.
The countdown began.
“Tu,” she said as she wrenched her arm from Sergio, taking a step back as she pointed towards Fernando.
Counting the seconds, she backed further and further away until the time was almost upon her.
“La muerte vino por ti,” her voice thundered ominously.
Fernando’s eyes narrowed in question while Sergio’s widened in alarm.
He barely managed to take a step away from Fernando when his body exploded from the waist up. Pieces of bone and flesh flew through the air, blood splattering among the crowd and spilling onto the ground.
Noelle’s gaze went to the house and she gave a harsh nod—her signal to Lucero.
In no time, animals started running around the hacienda, the thumping of the horses blasting through the air. They were all running amok, surrounding the crowd of people, with some cutting through it. Yet through all of this, no one moved. They might have been alarmed, but their faith kept them rooted to the spot.
Despite the mass hysteria the animals should have caused, the people were still on their knees, watching Noelle with awe in their eyes, her goddess name on their lips as they intoned that she’d come to save them.
Too bad, though, that she’d only come to damn them.
And Sergio was the first one on Noelle’s list.
25Noelle
SIX MONTHS LATER
“Your order, as requested,” Alonso gave her a dazzling smile as he laid out the variety of knives and weapons Noelle had commissioned.
“Thank you, Alonso. You’re always coming through for me,” Noelle batted her lashes as a slow smile spread across her lips.
“I told you querida, just say the word and I’ll take you from that husband of yours.”
“Oh, come on, Alonso. You know Sergio. He would never allow it,” she murmured absentmindedly, her attention solely on the weapons.
“Unfortunately,” he grimaced, releasing a weary sigh.
Noelle picked up the heels he’d made specifically for her—fashionable but deadly as the heel had been replaced with a knife.
After her demonstration in front of the crowd, everything had changed.
She might have risked death, on the off chance it wouldn’t work, but it seemed her luck hadn’t run out. Despite the drugs—andbecauseof them—everyone at the hacienda had come to believe she was the incarnation of Tonacacihuatl, and as such, she was higher on the godly hierarchy than Sergio.
Tonacacihuatl was the mother of Tezcatlipoca, and that meant her power was absolute. With everything so public, Sergio had had no other recourse than to properly recognize her and treat her respectfully—though Noelle had no doubt he wished to strangle her on the spot.
She might have thought the entire ruse silly, but for the people in the region everything was real. The gods were real, as were their powers. Fernando’s demise had been proof enough that she was capable of great destruction despite being touted as a goddess of fertility. And because of that, people not only treated her with reverence, but also with fear.
They were convinced that if they crossed her, they would end up the same as Fernando, if not worse.
Not one to waste the opportunity that had arisen, Noelle had quickly made use of her newly elevated status and insinuated herself as a leading figure at the hacienda, requesting access to every aspect of its leadership.
