Chapter 1
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Soraya hurts all over as her eyes flutters open to the sun’s full glare
Has it always been this bright?
She reaches for her head as she lets out an animalistic groan. How much had she had to drink the night before? She’d heard sounds as she slept, maybe she still felt drowsy?
Trying and failing to sit up as she sinks back into the fluffy pillows her eyes widen in shock
Fluffy pillows?
She wiggles herself on the bed thinking she’s gone mad. The bed is a far cry from the springy, hard mattress she knows has always been in her crappy one room apartment.
She rolls to her side enjoying the feeling of the bed when she hits her back against the self heating wall, she’s deep in thought, her bed should be in the middle of her room away from the two ends of her moldy cold walls
Oh s**t! I’m late for work!
She jolts up as she realizes she isn’t in her room, the fluffy bed isn’t hers, she’d been fired and the wall is
“What the f**k?”
Her scream fill the room as the wall has morphed into a man, no,
the wall had always been a man the sounds that had woken her up suddenly makes sense.
Ignoring the nerve splitting pain in her head, she leaps off the bed nearly crashing to the floor as the wall of a man groans turning to his side. He opens his eyes to slits as the sun’s glare has changed targets. His grey eyes look around as if searching for something when he sits up in a jolt.
He is still silent as he moves off the bed standing to his full height
“Who are you?”
Soraya shouts as she grabs a pillow from the bed brandishing it as a weapon as she steps back slowly. The huge man walks towards her in long steps not minding the fact that she is half scared to death. Dwarfing her 5’5 self as he stands directly in front of her, he plucks the pillow out of her hands and flings it halfway across the huge room.
His baritone voice fills the room as he finally speaks, his voice commanding answers in the calmest threat he can muster.
“Who are you?”
Soraya, unnerved and confused swings at the human boulder, recoiling as her right fist hits his chest in a weak attempt at a punch.
“s**t!”
She rubs her hands as she glares at his emotionless face in a panic.
What the hell?
Her eyes bounce to her middle finger where her left hand rubs at a magnificent looking rock on her middle finger. She once again screams as she holds out her alien feeling hand
“What is the meaning of this?”
Did I buy this? Hell I can’t even pay rent. Is it fake?
Her mind swarms with questions as the memory of the night before hits her, she looks up horrified as the first emotion she’s seen crosses the man’s face. Horror.
She’s pinned to a wall in seconds as the man breathes down at her furious and out of his mind
“What have you done?”
Her fingers continuously taps the hand he has lodged around her throat as she turns blue, her breath faltering.
“Please” she wheezes out as dark spots fill her vision.
I can’t die like this, f**k. I’m never drinking again if you help me now God
The man lets her go as she sinks to the floor greedily sucking in air
“You could have killed me”
She croaks out, her voice hoarse from the lack of breathing.
The man ignores her as he moves to the purple nightstand on the other side of the bed plucking up a document. He quickly scans it before tossing it at her.
She picks it up shakily, praying it’s not what she thinks she saw in her mini flashback.
Shit
A marriage license stares back at her as she gazes across the content
Groom, Lorenzo Gonzalo. Bride, Soraya Gonzalo??
Her green eyes meet his storm filled grey ones
“I changed my name? Oh God.”
Disbelief quickly changes to panic as she thinks about her boyfriend, How’d she explain this? And her sister? What would she do? She stares at the ring perplexed
“Why the f**k aren’t you saying anything? This s**t is serious”
He still ignores her appearing deep in thought as he furrows his brows, still staring at her.
“We can file for divorce”
“No”
He spits out almost immediately she finishes the statement
“So you speak? What do you mean no? We most definitely cannot stay married.”
“We didn’t sign a prenup. We will not get a divorce”
She hangs her mouth open as she stares at the monster of a man
“I don’t care about that, I’m not taking s**t from you. How much could you possibly have?”
He ignores her question, moving to look around for something
“Please I have a boyfriend, he can’t know about this. I don’t know what you are planning but I’m filing for a divorce once I can”
He still ignores her as he picks up his phone that he’d apparently been searching for. He types a few things before holding up the thing to his ear
“Round up the jet. Drop your work ID with the pilot. I never want to see your face again”
He hangs up not giving the person on the other end a chance for words.
Soraya's next words die in her throat at the mention of the jet, at the command and respect he feels entitled to. She stands up from the floor, her legs shaking as she walks to the bed searching for her phone.
She sees it under the fluffy pillow she’d been asleep on, thank God it wasn’t what she’d grabbed when she’d used a pillow to threaten him. Her phone was already old and problematic as it was without it having to hit the floor
She grabs it from the bed, immediately diving into google. She types in Lorenzo Gonzalo waiting for the results
Shit
Her mouth runs dry, her heart beating erratically as she looks up at him
“Y…you…What the f**k is going on”
The sound of a phone’s ring fills the silence as Lorenzo holds it to his ear spitting rapid Spanish. He ignores Soraya as he storms out the hotel room.
- Writer
