Chapter 18.

Sharp.

Norman's threats made the mask that the man had fall before her eyes... he was an animal, a scoundrel, he was a cruel, vile and ruthless man... ¿How could he simply say that they would put on a show if they were not actors?, ¿How could he intimidate her by confessing that he would rape her or draw her blood on his own?

What the hell had she gotten herself into by first accepting this marriage, this attitude was not what Brandon had promised her... and seeing the determination in the man's eyes was only the confirmation that he was very serious; and before the bathroom door closed she heard him shout a threat: be very careful what you say to the media and to my father, don't forget that we are married, I don't want you to be left an invalid overnight, so hold your tongue and swallow your pride, now everything will be final…

The man had nailed the girl to a cross with no escape, and standing up one of his hands immediately went to his head where he had hit himself hard and when she looked in the mirror, she could see the reddened area, so while she tried to open the door she realized that he had locked it from the outside.

 And letting the tears escape from her frightened face, the girl turned on the shower and got under the water with her clothes on so that her hair, which had gotten wet with the toilet water, would be cleaned, so that the words would not continue to echo in the air and so that it would not be as real as it threatened to be…

A sharp ringing in her ears was intense enough to make her forehead wrinkle in protest, and turning off the shower she sat on the floor of the place listening to how on the other side of the door her husband was having passionate and unbridled sex with some lover who had come to see him, he was humiliating her and was practically mocking her in her face when in one of the movements that they seemed to make on the other side, the bathroom door opened and she saw the rear of a black woman bouncing wildly on her husband, who was on one side of the bathroom door as if he were doing that on purpose so that she could hear what he was doing, the moans were obscene, but they did not stop echoing in her mind.

Her fictitious wedding night had been the most horrible thing she could experience… it was as if she was being punished for marrying him; and avoiding leaving the bathroom she closed the door again, making sure she was safe…

For her part, she did not want the man to have any intention of joining her in his plans and letting her be the mockery of another woman in her own face; and while he asked her from the other side while fucking the other woman: Juliet, ¿why don't you go out?, ¿Are my good friend and I not enough to satisfy you?, His words were enough to make her nauseous, but she did not answer his provocations.