Noelle
Once we enter his hotel suite, Maximiliano goes straight into another room with two of his men. He leaves me behind with two guards without a single word. I look around the lavish suite and then take a seat on the sofa facing the balcony.
I have a perfect view of the city. The view is probably breathtaking, but my thoughts are elsewhere. Did I make a mistake? Maximiliano has always been standoffish, but I’d rather have a cold husband than an unfaithful one. No, I didn’t make a mistake. It’s not a fairytale marriage, not even a regular one.
My nerves are on high alert. I get up to look for a drink to help calm myself. I surprisingly find chilled Mimosas and snacks waiting in the kitchen. I take a flute filled with the deliciously gold liquid. I take my drink and sit back down on
