That wedding was not the typical wedding where the protagonists danced their hearts out. That wedding was not the typical wedding where the guests could smell the love of the newlyweds a mile away because the truth was that it had not been a typical wedding and much less would it be a typical marriage full of love.
As soon as Crystal was taken out of the wedding by her grandfather's men after she found out what had happened, Crystal arrived at the hotel where they were supposed to make people believe they would spend their first wedding night.
The road had only served to fill her with courage against what was in front of her. Maybe her life wasn't going to be the same anymore, but she wasn't about to make it any more miserable than it already was.
In the room, there was no sign of her husband. The luxuries of that simple room made her think she was already at home living with him.
For that night, only one bed.
Slowly, Crystal took off her dress and everything that had been worth a fortune just to make people believe that they were the typical couple in love who didn't mind spending to remember the moment. For that moment she only had one wish. She didn't want to see him, she didn't want to hear from him, at least not for that night.
With her mind full of ideas, she headed to the bathroom already almost naked while untying her hair. What was her surprise to find that man she didn't want to see putting the towel around her waist.
Embarrassed, all she could do as she closed her eyes and screamed was to remove the towel from around Brandon's waist and drape it over her body.
Expecting anything but that one move on her part, Brandon was caught by surprise causing him to almost throw himself at her and eventually fall to the ground together.
Feeling the pressure on her body and the way her heart was beating, Crystal opened her eyes little by little only to find the man's stupid smile,
“Scared, dear Mrs. Lambert?” asked Brandon mockingly.
“Get off me!”
“Don't enjoy it too much, my dear. This isn't forever.”
“Get off or I swear I'll kick you.”
The truth was that she was determined to do anything to get away from him, she hated what she was feeling, she hated that her heart was beating so fast at the same time she hated more than ever, more than anything else to feel how his perfume impregnated her being at the same time she felt his breath already sailing through her body and the smile on Brandon's masculine face that wouldn't go away.
“Tell me, answer this question honestly, do you think I treated you badly?”
“Get off me or...!”
“Or what?! I can't wait until the day I see you give up, I can't wait until I see on your face how much you detest me, how much you wish you could turn back time so you wouldn't have filed that stupid document in which you stipulated that you would be the mother of that child I need.”
“We will see who happens to be the unhappiest!”
“Don't enjoy it too much, tell me, do you wish it was the jerk who danced with you in the afternoon who was here? I can already see our future, you being the one who can't stand the idea of not sleeping with him, being the unfaithful one in the relationship because, have you slept with him? Am I lying? I saw the way you were dancing, don't deny it anymore.”
Crystal's eyes widened in surprise.
“Brandon, I, I didn't... how could you think that? I wouldn't do that.”
With a flirtatious smile, Brandon pulled away from her letting Crystal know that he had always been in his underwear. At the same time, she stood up. “Don't worry, I don't care and stop acting like this marriage matters to you, in the end we are nothing. Don't take a role that doesn't belong to you if you don't want me to take the money I've given your family to be who they are. Take a bath and hurry up, we have an appointment later.”
“What? It's eight o'clock. It’s supposed to be our wedding night.”
“My world works differently, you should know that by now. In a moment they'll pick you up and take you to our house, hurry up.”
And without further ado, Brandon left, leaving her with a thousand thoughts in her mind.
White walls, a floor made of the most expensive tile and for every room, a whole house could fit inside. The perfect curtains of the large windows. The silence that invaded everything and a house that was presented to her where she was surely going to spend an unhappy life.
And on the bed of that room that belonged to both of them, a black dress. That kind of dress that only a lady like her could wear.
With a smile on her face she lifted it up. It really was beautiful and underneath the dress, a note.
"In ten minutes I will wait for you at the following address. One of my men will pick you up. Wear the dress."
She smiled. The handwriting was still the same.
And as if something had called her to look up, she managed to see that picture that would break her heart without really finding the reason why.
On the bed that surely, neither of them intended to share with the other, there was a photo. A huge picture as if he had wanted it to be the first thing she saw when she entered the room.
Brandon Lambert and that blonde-haired woman. The smile on their faces was magical, she had never seen Brandon smiling like that before, not even in her memories.
It was said, Brandon already had a life outside of that marriage contract and that, for some strange reason, made her feel some strange emotion in Crystal's heart. An inexplicable emotion.
Somewhere, surely, the Brandon she remembered from her childhood and part of her adolescence had been lost. Somewhere she had to leave those memories she had of him, somewhere she had lost her happiness and all that she had dreamed of. And being that way, wanting to forget everything, Crystal changed for the dress that remained on the bed. She couldn't deny it, the man still had good taste.Nine thirty in the evening. She didn't show up. He was losing assurance that she would be able to attend this grand celebration. After all, they were husband and wife and as such, they had to behave in front of the world that already saw them and knew they had been married for days although the truth was that they had been married for a few hours.In his mind the last conversation he had had with her and the way he had told her that she should not believe the role of wife even though they were going to live under the same roof. How to do it? He didn't even know how to be a good husband if at the fi
In Wyatt's mind there could be nothing else but that idea involving the woman he danced with in the most relaxed way ever known. Those waves, those vibrations, those emotions he felt Crystal emanate as they danced were difficult to put into words.In Wyatt's mind, how could Brandon have married her? Not exactly talking about her beauty, but what she was by nature. How much longer until the thought entered his mind that she was Brandon Lambert's wife?“Do you enjoy it?” Wyatt asked as he saw her smile.The smile promptly disappeared from her face. If he had noticed that, surely the people around him had too, what were they going to say about seeing a married woman enjoying herself with someone else?“I keep thinking about it, I didn't think Brandon would marry a woman like you.”“What are you talking about?”“Did you see that picture in your room?”Crystal's heart stopped as her steps became clumsy. That man knew more than she thought he would.“What's wrong with that picture?” Crystal
And suddenly, her delicate body jumped as if it were an involuntary movement. Little by little, second by second, feeling herself waking up in the new day, feeling that this was not her place although yes, her little big eyes were opening little by little.Moments from the night before began to come to her mind. Even she could not recognize the place at a glance because that ceiling, those decorations on the walls, those paintings and everything that made that room to be, had no room in her mind to be compared. The truth is that she felt like a guest, a woman who had slept in someone else's house just for one night.Without feeling the time pass, after rubbing her eyes for a brief moment, Crystal sat up in bed as she leaned back against the headboard. It was then that she realized that her dress, the same one she had worn the night before, was on the floor. That way, she finally managed to remember everything from that night. She had slept so soundly that she couldn't even remember wh
Those dreams, those illusions that she once had, those dreams with which she went to bed every night for every time she felt she was getting closer to her goal, today were nothing more than pieces of a life that never saw the light, that simply remained wanting to be just that, a life. The life that was no longer hers because it now belonged to the people who had married her to the person she fell in love with when she was just a child. There was nothing left, nothing left of that life that she had begun to build and that only remained in plans.From her beautiful eyes, tears came out the moment she understood who she was. The pain in the sole of her foot and a little higher up, made her stop almost as soon as she wanted to get up from the floor.She didn't know what hurt more, whether the cuts on her feet or the way that child who was no longer a child had treated her. Like another object, like that glass box, like the broken glass that flooded the floor, she was her. No more than a
“Ready, Crystal, with this I put on your foot everything will be fine. You just have to be very careful when walking," said Sebastian, giving a smile to his friend. She really didn't look the same.“Thank you very much, Sebastian," said Crystal looking at her freshly bandaged foot.“Crystal?” Sebastian called her attention. The moment to ask what she had always wanted had arrived.“Yes?”“Who did this to you?”Crystal smiled, wanting to hide everything. “Me, I… I was cleaning and I dropped that ornament," she pointed to the floor.The truth was that in Sebastian's mind was the idea that she had suffered domestic violence by the person who claimed to be her husband.“Are you sure about that?” Sebastian asked, not very convinced by the words of his friend and patient. He knew how hard she had fought to get to that point and now he was not going to allow a man to come along and make her life impossible. “Crystal, you just got married and even if you didn't, no one has the right to hurt y
Roughly wiping away her tears, fed up with the fact that in just two days he had passed over her like he passed over any of the rugs placed in that house full of luxuries, she went after him. He had to listen to him, she had to make things clear because she was also a human being, a person who needed to be treated as such. There were rules in that house, she wasn't going to fight them because in the end, Brandon was right, their marriage was just a damn contract that she signed without her having the time to ask questions because to her grandfather, she had been nothing more than a damn object, a damn tool that he could handle at will and obviously, at his convenience. "Brandon, Brandon," Crystal called, going after him.And he, without stopping, continued to the room they must share whether he liked it or not.“Brandon,” Crystal continued calling.And without the greatest attention, Brandon stopped more to think about where he had left his marriage papers than about her."What do yo
As soon as her husband came out of there, she was finally able to release the air that was holding inside her. It wasn't that she was afraid of her husband, it was that she didn't know how much longer she was going to endure the same situation that she knew was going to repeat itself for a long time to come.So many words in the air, so many meanings that she could give to everything he said but in the end, she had not read that contract. There was no way to interpret those words when she had not been given the time to read or ask questions. She had been humiliated and would surely continue to be.A few tears came out of her eyes when she saw the dress he had chosen for her. He didn't even like it but beyond that, what about the wound on her foot? If he didn't care what she had to say, why should she care about his orders? She had been hurt because of him, and Brandon had only deigned to ask who the man who had arrived was, but never stopped to think about his words. Brandon was sel
In a world of appearances, there was only one thing you could do and that was, pretend, pretend like everyone at that party must have been doing. Because it was only enough to see the most false familiarity with which the people there treated themselves, it was only enough to see the smiles and the false looks but at the same time, those looks were the ones that declared everything they were really feeling. It wasn't that Crystal hadn't grown up in that environment, surrounded by those people who only knew how to be there for benefit and not because they really wanted to. And although there was nothing outside of Crystal's world, she was different, she always wanted to be treated honestly, she always wanted to get married because her heart decided so and not someone or simply some document that she had been forced to sign.The door in front of them opened as she fell silent. There was nothing left to say, there was no time she could use to explain to him the reason why she dressed
There was only one way for them to come up with a plan. He had to talk to Crystal and tell her that even if that wasn't right, they had to take advantage of the situation and adopt a baby, a helpless son. But they had to talk about that.With Brandon's secretary at his side, she called him."Yes, sir, how can I help you?”"I want you to prepare everything for a romantic dinner today, in the house, I want you to fill everything with flowers, I want you to hire the best chef, I want you to take care of even the smallest detail, today I will have a special dinner with my wife.”“Yes sir.”And without further ado, Brandon left his office. He had so much to fix that night and he had to start by checking the places where they could adopt a child. After all, he was going to be a father sooner than he expected and it wasn't that it bothered him, on the contrary, it was an idea that made him happy. He and Crystal were finally going to be parents because no matter how it turned out, they would r
Among all the things she had thought, all the work that creating that project had cost her, there was only one thing that wasn't a total lie. Crystal wasn't having an easy time. The road was always getting a little more complicated for her and when she felt that she was about to achieve her goals she realized that something had to appear and it was always her husband, the person who had come into her life just to make her happy squares. She was going to come out of all that damage unscathed. She was going to get her life back.After learning from a person she trusted that the professor and the same person who had been in the meetings was looking for her simply to tell her the same thing that Mr. Brown had already told her in the office, she preferred to ignore the people who were looking for her.She would find a way to get Brandon to sign the documents without having to get involved further in a one-time issue.Just as she was leaving Mr. Brown's office, Crystal's cell phone rang ins
In that way the folder was placed in front of Miss Violet, the same one who had not given her name and who was only taking the place of another person. Carefully, Violet took the pen in her hands to put her signature on the documents.“One moment!” Brandon raised his voice.Everything stopped from one second to the next. Silence fell in that meeting room and now the men's gazes were on Brandon, the same one who had stopped the signing on those documents."What's wrong, Brandon?” Mr. Brown asked."At that moment I demand the truth, I demand the presence of the true genius of this project.”Mr. Brown closed his eyes, leaning against the conference table. That was the end, he had done everything he could to help Crystal, but sooner rather than later he realized that no one made Brandon Lambert believe lies."Just as you hear it, you wanted to play with me for a moment, because you already saw that the plan did not work and will not work for them, at this moment I want the real person who
A room full of investors, a room where everyone's words were not clear, there were just a few minutes left before the words would have a special meaning.It was the most important investors that were missing there. Among them Mr. Brown, Mr. Brandon Lambert and Mr. Aguilera.And while Brandon walked through the company's hallways, wearing a gray suit, he spoke with Enrique, the same one who couldn't be on the board."You already know, Brandon, she is a very special woman, don't get yourself killed when there is no need.”Brandon smiled at his friend's words. He seemed to be the most interested in getting that contract and alliance signed. "Please, Enrique, I don't know how many times you've told me this already, I already know what I have to do and what I shouldn't. Don't worry, that contract is signed today.”"Brandon?" Enrique called.“Yeah?”"She is not a very easy woman, you never know what she is going to get, she always has something up but above all, she always knows what to ans
There had been only preparations since the moment she had spoken with Mr. Brown while at the Lambert company the first celebration was about to take place. It was true that Enrique had not been able to say everything that had happened in that meeting, just like Wyatt, from one moment to the next, Wyatt seemed to want to be the one to keep Crystal's most intimate secrets, from one moment to the next he had changed the way he saw Crystal. She was no longer just a pretty girl to him, she was no longer an elegant woman with whom it would be nice to go to prestigious parties, now she was more than that, and everything had changed from the moment Wyatt saw a woman capable of everything to achieve her dreams. Precisely what a man should fall in love with, the intelligence, the personality, the feelings of a woman. Wyatt should stop looking at her if he didn't want to end badly."News about your genius, your star student?" Brandon asked, laughing since it had been a month and a half saying th
With a smile on her face, Crystal took her bag and was accompanied by Mr. Brown went to the exit while they talked about the new plans that were going to be presented at the company and with Crystal's help, everything would be easier.Finally, Mr. Brown opened the door to his office, letting Crystal out with a smile.She had done it, she had finally given her best and now, she was able to see results."Take care, Crystal," Mr. Brown said goodbye."Thank you, Mr. Brown.”If Crystal only knew that not everything that shone in her world could be gold, if she only knew that there was always someone there willing to harm, willing to sneak into her life, if only she understood that in life not everything could be perfect and that the person who had confused her the most was the same one who would make her path the most difficult.There, right in the place where Crystal had arrived at the least requested moment, was where two destinies became one.Brandon, at what point was fate so cruel as t
Mr. Aguilera seemed to search through his thoughts to see if what he was about to do was correct, but that would be the answer to everything Crystal Bennett was asking for. "Bring Mr. Brown," Mr. Aguilera said simply.Crystal smiled, the opportunity she wanted was coming because she better than anyone knew why they called that man."Of course, Mr. Aguilera," said one of the secretaries present."Since you don't want to be the one who buys the key to success, at least I ask you to do something for me," Crystal began.Mr. Aguilera's attention was drawn. "What are you talking about, miss?”"I'm talking about filling Mr. Brown with sincerity about my project, telling him how good it is, how promising it looks in your eyes, telling him nothing but the truth, and making Mr. Brown make his own decision. If he says no to my project, well, I will know how to accept it, as a good loser that I know how to be too, I will know how to accept my defeat.”"And what is that for?”"I simply think that M
Cunning and resentment, what about those two words that come together in a moment of doing? What happens when these two come together? What happens when wind and water become a great team? What many fear is happening. Torment, torment is the name given to the team of two elements that alone have only the power to rule half of the throne in the world of desires while united they are capable of bringing an entire world to its knees, an equally unscrupulous world.Cunning and resentment was all she could be feeling at that moment because while her heart was breaking for that unborn child, much less never conceived.Cunning and resentment were everything in her when it came to recovering the life that was hers.While with tears in her eyes, remembering the humiliation that Brandon, her husband, had put her through a few hours ago, Crystal took the time she needed to begin that day full of opportunities that one day she promised herself.Life was so simultaneous. A world of opportunity on
A laugh grew on Brandon's face when he saw that girl in it. He had won one over Enrique, Brandon had found that girl already a woman.“Crystal,” Brandon smiled as he said her name.Those moments that had hurt the most came to Crystal's mind, Brandon's first glances at Tábata, the photo that he himself had placed in his room to let her know that Tábata was the woman of his dreams, the strength that he used to make the doctors do whatever they wanted with her, really, all of that still worked. Now that she thought about it a little more she realized that there could only be one reason why Brandon had taken advantage of the moment and gotten drunk the way he did. All of that was for Tábata and nothing more than for her. Brandon couldn't see Crystal any differently. Brandon was never going to do it, for him she was just a birthing machine, who was destined to give him a child, who was destined to remain silent and not say anything. Brandon didn't love her, he didn't know what had happened