“Fine, fine,” She smirked. “Don’t say I didn’t try.”
Turning on her feet, she skipped over towards the red-haired man who pulled her into the pool. Her giggling voice echoed through the air as I settled back into the comforting zone I was in before she arrived.
However, without warning, another figure took her place, and it was that of a godly built Hispanic man with a clear agenda on his mind.
“Well, hello gorgeous.”
Raising a brow, I let my eyes rack over him before a sigh escaped me. “No.”
“No?”
“Yeah, no,” I snorted. “Look, I don’t know what Tally has told you, but I’m not interested, honestly. I just want to do my own thing and lie by the pool, relaxing.”
“She told me you played hard to get. I like that in a woman.”
Oh, for f*ck’s sake. Is he stupid?
“No, I am not the kind of woman to lead a guy on. I am genuinely not interested… I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name…”
“Alejandro,” he replied. “What might your name be?”
“My name?” The question followed with laughter as he nodded his head. “It’s… I’m not interested.”
I wasn’t trying to be a bitch, but I also wasn’t going to beat around the bush. I grew up with the philosophy that it was better to be forward and to the point.
Alejandro stared at me for a moment with disbelief as I tilted my head, curious about his response. But in shock, he simply smiled.
“I like it,” he claimed as he tried to lean closer, my eyes widening as I quickly moved back and stood from my seat. Was he really trying to make a move on me?
“Excuse me, but I told you I wasn’t interested,” I snapped as I grabbed my things and quickly made my way inside.
To think Tally had actually sent that guy to meet me. Disgusting.
“Becca, what’s wrong?” Tally called from where she was in the pool. “Don’t be like that.”
Don’t be like that. Was she f*cking serious right now?
Without saying a word, I shut the door to the kitchen behind me. Taking off the wide brim sun hat I was wearing, and laying it down on the counter, I took a deep breath.
“I can’t believe-“
“Where are you going, beautiful?” Alejandro said behind me while closing the door.
Spinning on my feet, I watched as he stumbled his way towards me. It was clear now this guy had been drinking, and from the way he kept looking at me, he only wanted one thing.
“Look, I will say this slower for you, so you understand. I’m not interested, honestly.”
Laughter left his lips as he walked towards me. “You don’t have to lie.”
“I can assure you I am not lying,” I replied, backing away from him. “Now, please just leave me alone.”
“Leave you alone?” He laughed again. “Women wish they could be in your shoes. I am one of the most eligible men in Miami….”
“Please, stop!” I yelled at him as he backed me into the fridge. My heart raced, and my palms were clammy. The last thing I wanted was to be in this situation, but at the same time, I didn’t want to attack the man.
I just wanted him to leave me alone.
“I think you’re just scared. I heard about your ex, and I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Was this man f*cking serious?!
“How dare you?!” I screamed as I tried to move around him. “You don’t even know me, and you have no right to say such things to me.”
Grabbing my arm, Alejandro pushed me against the counter, pinning me with his body. I knew exactly what was going through his mind, but there was no way I was going to let that happen.
Thinking fast, I brought my knee up and clocked him between his legs.
“You f*cking bitch!” he roared as his hand came up, slapping me across the face. He had hit me, and my desperation in getting away became even more real.
“Let me go!” I yelled, hoping anyone would come to intervene. I didn’t want to be the woman who was sexually assaulted at the party because no one noticed she was missing.
“Stop, stop.” He laughed as I struggled against him. “Stop fighting me, mi amor. Let me show you how to love again. I will forgive you for your actions just a moment ago.”
“Get the f*ck off me!” I screamed as his hand came over my mouth.
“Oh, baby come on-” he panted. “I know you want this.”
“What the f*ck is going on here?” James snapped as he walked into the kitchen.
Alejandro turned, looking over his shoulder, and scoffed. “Mind your business, old man.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.