Capítulo 4: ¿Hacia dónde vamos?
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- Who can that be? if she wondered aloud. In any case, this gentleman is angry ...
The girl became pale as death.
She had to hold on with both hands to the side table to keep from falling.
- My God, my child! Whether he arrives?
You will not faint? ... Come ...
Lucy led her with a thousand precautions to small armchair where Natasha managed to sit
without flinching.
She recognized the voice of Mike ... Mike ... What the hell was he doing here? Why
he was playing with Lee?
The old lady was burning with curiosity. She would have wanted to know what was the cause of the
quarrel between the master of the house to a stranger ... But duty ordered him to remain with
his young mistress who had still not regained its colors. She took her cold hands and
tried to warm them by rubbing them in his.
The two women then distinctly heard the sound of a heavy object which faced the ground
with a crash, followed by muffled sounds and the sharp crack of the door that closed
violently.
- God of Heaven! exclaimed Lucy could not keep up. You better go, dear
child?
Do you want what I call a doctor?
Natasha shook her head. If only Lucy could calm down, perhaps she would hear what
continued to be held down.
- Are you sure?
- I feel much better now.
Silence reigned again in the house.
- I wonder what all this means, says Lucy, who could not hide his envy irresistible down the news. Will you have the strength to face the day ahead?
Why not procrastinate?
- Everything will be fine ... I would like you not inform Lee of my little discomfort. He
would worry unnecessarily.
Natasha was psychologically ready to face this marriage now. She preferred not
nothing different from fear that a new time of reflection led him to change his mind.
Lee had suddenly burst into the room. He wore a stylish dark suit, white shirt and burgundy tie. But it was more a businessman holding a wedding attire. Nor Natasha, he had seen fit to take clothes worthy of circumstance.
- Are you ready? if he inquired coldly.
- Yes.
- What was all that noise? Lucy asked who wanted to satisfy his curiosity.
- Nothing important, 'he replied tersely.
- There has yet had a terrible din!
insisted the old lady.
- Really? Lee replied, unmoved. We are going there? added he gallantly offering
his arm to Natasha. Can you walk?
- Of course!
The lowered face, she hid somehow her pale cheeks. Thus it was
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She would not pose any matter unless Lucy would be there staring at them. Thereof the
now regarded with obvious satisfaction.
- Oh, she exclaimed, you form a very cute couple!
The irony penetrated into the heart of Natasha as a sharp blade. She turned
head to Lee and caught him looking at her enigmatically. Yet the hard line of his mouth,
firm curve of her jaw, the coldness of his gray eyes evoked icy indifference.
Everything happened too fast. Natasha had accepted the proposal for Lee several days she had had time to get used to the idea.
Yet she felt that the ceremony ended before it even began.
She had not really aware of having taken the plunge, in the car
already brought home. Only the gold ring on his left hand materialized the start of its new
life: she was the wife of Lee Farrell.
The few guests who had attended the wedding followed the long black car now
the young couple. Lee drove in silence, giving his companion's haughty profile. It
watched his powerful hands on the wheel when suddenly she noticed a wound on his
right hand and others on the left.
- What happened to your hands?
Lee remained impassive.
- Nothing, he replied.
- You are skinned ... It is because of Mike, is not it? What has happened?
she asked anxiously.
A muscle quivered on the cheek of the young man.
His lips hardened.
- He wanted to see you.
- Oh why?
- You may not know this?
The car turned at full speed into a turn, and tires screeched dangerously on the road.
Some passersby turned. Lee was driving too fast.
- Slow down, please, 'said Natasha nervously.
For answer he gave her a dirty look, but he reduced the pace.
- What did Mike say to you? she asked, wanting to know why their interview made him so angry.
- This will matter then? I threw it out, he told him in a tone full of challenge.
- You threw out! Without even having come to inform me of his visit!
But what
right do you allow such liberties? ...
- Why would I be allowed to see you? The doctor does not he responsible for ensuring
you, you avoid any nervous shock, whatever it is? You have told me yourself that everything
was over between you. You could not marry her anyway; He had his chance, and he did not
succeeded in capturing.
- But you did not even let me ...
- I acted in your best interest, he cut in DISCONTINUED-as the car in front of the building.
He turned to her, and she involuntarily admired the grace of his movements hairlines.
- Forget Porter. It's time for you to understand that it is too late to go back. By his fault, it's all over between you two, then drive it away from your mind.
- You do not have to tell me what to!
if she cried angrily.
Tears of rage gleamed in his eyes and anger rosissait her cheeks.
Page 61 - How dare you do that? she continued. How can you imagine
moment that you decide for me? I am not an object you can manipulate your leisure. I am a woman, not a child.
- I'm not so sure, he said with a smile that, had he been a cruel grimace, would have produced on his partner the same effect.
Other cars arrived, and Lee came down to help his young wife to do the same.
During the intimate reception that followed, Natasha tried by all means to behave
in radiant young bride, but it was with relief that she heard James inviting him to
off to rest up.
Tired from her day, she soon fell into a deserved sleep, but many
dreams came populate his night. Frightened by a nightmare, she woke up trembling in
darkness. She scrutinized the darkness of his room when, to his terror, she felt a
presence not far from her ... Someone walked into the room. She thought she died of fright, but she
found the strength to scream with all his strength. A hand then lit the lamp, and
Lee admitted.
- Why the hell are you shouting like that? You had a nightmare?
Natasha was so relieved to find him near her she neglected to wrap her sheets when she sat up in bed
- I think so, 'she murmured weakly.
- What did you dream then?
Unable to remember what had so apeu-, serted, she shook her head. The causes of his
fright completely escaped him. Only remained painful sensations: a feeling of emptiness,
loneliness.
- Tell me, Lee insisted.
He sat beside her and took her cold hands in his.
- I do not remember.
- Maybe you do not want to remember.
- Perhaps, she admitted with an uncertain smile.
But I feel better now, if she quickly added when she finally became aware
they were alone together, in bed, in the middle of the night ...
Their eyes met.
- Do not tremble, Natasha. You are safe with me.
- I do not tremble. In fact, I have a little cold, she corrected.
Her pink nightgown bared her shoulders and throat. For a moment, Lee was lost
in the contemplation of her bare skin, and she tried to bring back the sheets on it.
- This looks good being pregnant. You are more beautiful than ever.
It prevented him from cover and slid his hand on the neck of the young woman. The heat
This caress inflicted Natasha a delicious torment. His heart was pounding, but she
dared not push him away.
She gasped when he moved closer to her.
He watched her with an unreadable expression.
When his fingers down to the birth of her cleavage, she tried to dodge, but,
a quick gesture, he encircled her waist with one arm and pinned her against him.
- Do not be frightened, he whispered hoarsely against her ear. You do not have to feel guilty for loving my caresses. Because you like them, is not it?
Surprised by this unexpected question, she answered without thinking:
- No, I do not like them.
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- You're lying, 'he said in a ringing voice of desire.
He released his grip and leaned on it. She felt his warm breath against his skin, then
her firm lips slid inexorably toward her breasts, arousing in her sensations she
wanted to forget.
A wave washed over the protests she vainly tried to stammer. She threw her
head back and met his kisses. Defeated, she closed her eyes. As the night of their first
encounter, she found herself completely to her thank you. Sure of his power over her, he slaughtered his
defenses without doubt for a moment to do this.
When he put his mouth on hers, she put her arms around him and answered his
ardor with equal passion. Their bodies were married in a passionate embrace, the beats
fools their hearts were confused, the same fever consumed them both.
Suddenly, the Lee
pushed and rose from the bed as if he had to burn it. He tried to catch his breath, soothe
the turmoil that shook his senses.
- It is impossible, he said.
Natasha, still quivering with desire, did not move.
- James advised me not to share your bed for now. This could be dangerous for the child.
This unexpected statement the disappointed to the point she blushed in shame. She looked up
her distraught eyes.
- Do not look at me! You do not have to feel guilty. We are married, Natasha, legally. What happens to us is quite normal.
- It's not because I wear on my finger this alliance that I belong to you, and that
you can do with me what you want.
- You forget you I wish to you, with all your being. Do not deny it.
Humiliated by this evidence that it had just launched dryly face, she turned her
head.
- It is not true, 'she whispered. All this has nothing to do with love. This was
of ... lust.
- From lust! he raised a threatening voice.
Do not use such words, please!
- What was it then, since we do not like?
- It was ...
He paused, and Natasha heard breathe irregularly, just for a moment.
- It was desire, it's totally different.
You are very beautiful, Natasha, and I like to feel completely abandoned in my arms. The
Lust is cold and cynical. This is a weaker form of hatred. The desire on the contrary is a
natural response to beauty. We always want to own what is beautiful.
- This is not a reason for you to seize ...
- I think you do not know very well where you are, he noticed with amusement.
You still do not know what you want and you refuse to admit evidence that is emerging
every day more accurately. If you can not stand to be in my arms, well I come near to you more, but then refrain from shudder when I touch you.
Embarrassed, the young woman looked away.
- If you could only relax when we're together, everything would much better, he continued, pointing to the door quietly.
He wore a black silk robe and walked barefoot.
- Will you sleep now? he asked softly.
- Yes thank you ...
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