The Pain that Made Her Beautiful Ch4 (E)

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Nayeli could almost feel her stomach turn at the calculating look that she saw on Warick’s face, just a few fingers from her own. She felt his hands go lower and his fingers go just under her lower undergarments and then change course and swing round and go to her back. Nayeli felt him cringe as he felt the bottoms of the scars on her back. Despite the unpleasant look on his face, Nayeli knew he was enjoying himself. The coward has no boundaries. Nayeli softened her muscles and could tell that Warick noticed. I will not let him come out on top here! He will be mine to control before I am ever his!

Nayeli knew that those small things could save her from a lifetime of hate and pain, but she had a plan, just like he did. She would have to submit to Warick, and she knew that was the only way to go if she didn’t want any more fear to come of this. Or what he thinks is submission.

“Fine!” Nayeli said loudly and then softened her voice. ” Fine. You win, Warick. Master Warick,” she corrected herself.

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Warick was shocked! He never thought that it could be so easy! I’m dreaming! This has to be a joke!

“You’d best not be lying to me, or you will have Hades to pay,” Warick said in a dangerous tone.

“I’m not,” the girl said, “Ich liege nicht.”

Where did she learn to speak German? I am not lying.

Then Warick asked, “Where did you learn to speak German so well?”

“That, dear sir, is a story for another time.”

“Well, I’d suggest you start telling it,” Warick said irritated with her defiance. Ha! I knew she wasn’t being real.

“I will tell you when you can show me I can trust you with it. It is delicate information, and, my master or not, I will not let you wield such a power of information. Without knowing if you are a good man with good judgment and wisdom, you will not know it,” the girl looked him straight in the eye when she spoke, which was unheard of. Warick would have hit her down right then, but he stayed his hand. I’ll get it another time. I will ask of her something that she cannot push aside.

The girl had obviously realized her mistake and lowered her gaze.

“If you will not tell me that, then you will,” Warick’s voice dripped with sarcasm, “grace me with the information of you name. What is it, girl?”

The girl just looked up at him and said, simply,” my name is Nayeli.”

Warick was struck dumb by her frank, matter-of-factness.

There was no point now in speaking in German to hide his intentions, so Warick spoke in the language that everyone could speak with ease, “Let her go, Ryan. She won’t go far, will she?”

Nayeli looked up at him again after lowering her gaze again with a look in her eyes that had a way of saying, “DUH!”

Nayeli. Nayeli. Nayeli, Warick thought to himself. Her name rolled off her tongue in such a way that brought him great pleasure. What was Warick doing? FOCUS! I’ll have time for this later.

Warick looked in to the girl’s eyes and wanted to try just one more thing, but first he had to get Ryan away.

“Ryan, go stand watch,” Warick said with no room for questions. I’ll fill you in later.

Ryan nodded went off.

Warick then turned his attention back to Nayeli, who, without any rhyme or reason, was still trapped up in his arms and wasn’t about to go anywhere hastily. Warick now knew her weaknesses; he knew just how to keep her from any defiance.

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