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until they almost lost consciousness. The dinner was quite abundant, notwithstanding what they had already served since the beginning of the ceremony. My stomach refused more food so as not to explode.

At a certain point, after he excused himself to go to the bathroom, Damian disappeared. I considered going back to the room to take a shower to freshen up, as I was exhausted by too much dancing and movement.

"Did they leave you alone?" her shrill voice made me turn around. Shortly before, my feet had led me up to the large windows overlooking the garden where I had been enraptured by the colours that the fountains emitted.

"I don't think Damian will be too long," I replied to Rebecca. Weren't there other guests to annoy?

"I suppose you didn't tell Damian anything about what I told you yesterday, right? I wouldn't want to look like someone who interferes in other people's affairs and causes any misunderstandings."

What were the intentions of that woman? Not even on her wedding day was she able to relax and shut her mouth?

"I think you should enjoy your wedding day instead of thinking so much about us. I assure you that between me and Damian everything is fine. It could not be otherwise," I said and began playing with the necklace.

"I'm glad. What I find strange is that Elizabeth didn't mention your name even once when we spoke. Not to mention her son giving you the most valuable family jewel in their collection."

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I groaned in my mind, hoping that my face wouldn't betray me. I was grateful that in that part of the hall the light was dim.

"Probably because my mother is so discreet that she does not reveal certain details to people outside the family." Damian's voice made me sigh and I caught my breath again after holding it until then.

Saved by the bell!

"I didn't know you have been talking to my mother. She never told me anything about it," added Damian.

"You know, I've always had a good relationship with your mother," replied that unbearable person. "And we are still in touch."

Damn it! That only meant one thing: Damian should have to inform his parents if he didn't want this farce not to be discovered in advance.

"Yes, I remember that very well," Damian replied, rolling his eyes. The smug smile of the Barbie made me want to slap her.

Just because you are the bride, otherwise instead of the pearls you would find your teeth on the necklace.

"I feel sorry for your friend," I said as soon as Rebecca returned to the rest of the guests.

To my utter bewilderment he started laughing. Maybe it wasn't the best time to mention that our plan to dodge his parents had just gone to hell.

"Come here," he whispered dragging me closer to him. I almost moaned as I felt the warmth of his body brushing against mine.

"Where are we going?" I asked as he picked me up in his arms the way the groom usually does when he takes the bride to the wedding bed. "You are crazy!" I yelled.

"If I remember correctly, you asked me to surprise you, Miss Acosta."

"And what would this surprise be, Mr. Devoir?" I asked impatiently. Suddenly my tiredness vanished.

"You'll find it out soon, my darling."

When we got into the elevator and Damian pressed the last button with his little finger, I was perplexed. That wasn't our floor: where the hell was he taking me?

"I guess you won't tell me anything," I said knowing his answer already.

"No. You said that you wanted a surprise. So I won't."

As the doors opened we went out of the elevator. We were on a floor similar to the others but there were no doors to the rooms: just a huge, incredibly white corridor and apparently not a soul around.

"Did you buy the hotel to ensure that no one was there?" I asked, constantly looking back and forth waiting for someone to appear as if by magic.

"I could have, but that would be a lie. However, I can tell you that it cost me a lot to convince the hotel to let me in since the access into this area is absolutely forbidden to guests."

"I don't know if your words give me more thrills or creeps," I admitted. Then I saw the word 'Spa' on a darkened glass door. "Seriously? The whole Spa for us?" I felt such an enthusiasm that I wanted to get off his arms and jump for joy.

"I couldn't get more without the presence of the staff. They only granted me access to this area, the best of all."

I watched around astonished: the best area? As soon as we entered, I understood what he was referring to: a huge thermal pool with a lot of steam. We could also admire the sea and the vastness of the starry sky.

"It's amazing!" I yelled watching that spectacular celestial vault that mirrored on the shimmering sea. I was speechless. I never thought that he would be able to come up with something like this.

"This area is completely safe from prying eyes."

"Are you saying we're completely alone?" The sound of my voice made it sound more like a plea than a question.

"Completely."

Good heavens, don't close your doors to me even if I commit mortal sins!

I eased my shoes off with my feet. Then I brought my mouth to his ear to bite him gently.

"Then we should make the best of it," I suggested.

He turned his face in search of my mouth and slowly put me on the floor as I unbuttoned his shirt impatiently.

Our clothes were thrown on the ground as the seconds went by until we were completely naked. Without saying a word, he took me in his arms again and a few moments later