Chapter 16.

Stop her.

Julieta had decided to leave because the hotel was ultimately preferable to being at home in a land that she did know, than having to pretend in an inhospitable place for her, but when she was leaving, a cruel and mocking smile appeared in front of her, it was her husband who surrounded her waist with a smile.

With one arm, her touch seemed more like that of a wife at his side torturing his attempt to return to his comfort, but that had only been to keep up appearances, because if she went out to the hotel lobby the cameras would see her in those failures, and even though there were some undercover journalists trying to get some scoop of the sudden wedding and their lack of reception on the different floors of the hotel where the newlyweds would probably be consummating the honey of their clandestine love…

He dragged her into a room and her eyes filled with fear and expectations of what would happen, perhaps the morbid curiosity he felt about making her suffer was different, and when they both saw each other's face he wanted to dirty her, but her blushing cheeks made his sadistic thoughts arise about what it would be like to put his head in an oven.

For a long time, it would burn or dry out in there; Someone could later identify this fortune hunter, but her words brought him out of his intrusive thoughts by saying: excuse me, I know we met unexpectedly and everything you think about me may be true, but just let me go back to my house and I promise not to interfere with your life… he listened to her words as if she were a snake dripping with poison.

Now the fortune hunter wanted to sweetly manipulate him with this swarm of lies, however, he answered her sarcastically: now you want to go back to your house and act like we're not married after you've caught a big fish… ¿ or are you an angel who came into my life or are you a demon who is pretending to be a Saint?

In his eyes, she was the most disgusting thing he had ever met, however, he asked her again: ¿how long have you been planning this marriage?, ¿ A year ago, six months ago, how long have you been tricking my father into accepting you and suddenly insisting that I marry you?

Tell me Juliet, ¿has your ass been bouncing on my father's cock for a long time in secret and you are afraid that your dirty secret will come out and that is why you plan to use me as your cover that you like to fuck old men?

The words seemed to stab the ego of the girl who trembled with anger at wanting to hit her husband... she wanted to reproach him that what he said was completely false, however, she simply continued walking into the room ignoring the words he had previously said because she knew the truth and she was a decent, honest and loyal woman and she would not succumb to the provocations of a gigolo with money.