Episode 11

KIARA: "What's wrong, Dad? Is there something off-putting about my dress?" Kiara inquired, feigning innocence and suppressing her urge to giggle because even she acknowledged the dress looked dreadful. "I think it looks good—it's pretty much what I tend to wear."

GERARDO: "What are you saying? Don't you understand why I sent you to choose a dress and what today is? In case you’ve forgotten, you're getting married. With that attire, all you'll do is turn our family into the laughingstock of the entire town. Why does everything with you have to be so wrong? Can’t you do anything right? Do I have to handle everything for you? Tell me."

His father demanded infuriated, tired of dealing with her; just catching sight of her filled him with disgust. He had no desire for her presence—the only reason for this marriage to the business magnate was the financial benefits it would bring to his company.

"Why can’t you be more like your sisters? Do you ever tire of causing me trouble? But you know what, I won’t say anymore; talking to someone so obstinate is futile. We must go; we’re already late."

KIARA: "I'm sorry, Father. I know my presence displeases you, but worry not, after I say 'I do' at the altar, I'll no longer be a burden to your family. Regarding the dress, it was the only one that more or less fit me since the others wouldn’t zip up. And Father, I'm sorry. Sorry I'm not the pride and joy like my sisters, sorry I’m not the daughter you wished to have."

Having spoken these words, she exited the opulent mansion that once was her home but had never truly felt like hers. Always feeling alienated, she decided never to return to the mansion that was witness to her growth and her suffering.

NARRATOR: Kiara and her father headed to the church. She was extremely nervous, but not with prenuptial jitters; rather, she realized there was no going back now. She wished this were all a dream and that any second she would wake up from this terrible nightmare, yet it was all too real.

So lost in thought was she that she didn’t realize when they arrived until the chauffeur informed her they had reached the church.

Stepping out of the car to take her father’s arm, they walked toward the altar where her soon-to-be husband awaited her with his stern, chilling gaze. Despite his impassive expression, he was smartly dressed in a tailor-made suit.

Upon reaching the altar on her father's arm, he delivered a few words—obviously insincere ones—to curry favor with Mr. Macolis, after which he took his seat beside his wife and daughters.

*THE BEGINNING OF THE CEREMONY*:

Priest: "Good morning, everyone. We are gathered here on this beautiful day to witness the union of these two souls, Alejandro and Kiara. Are you here of your own free will?" the priest asked.

KIARA: After a moment's hesitation, debating whether sacrificing herself for a family that always looked down on her was the right thing and feeling no guilt for wanting to flee, she reluctantly answered, "Yes."

ALEJANDRO: "Yes, I do," he replied promptly, eager to conclude this charade of a marriage. Only he knew his true feelings—a mix of anguish, sorrow, fury, and bitterness for marrying someone he barely knew, rather than his lovely girlfriend, who was probably suffering as much as, if not more than, him.

NARRATOR: But what he didn't realize was that his cherished girlfriend was mocking him as she experienced one of the "greatest" orgasms of her life.

ANGELA: "Ah, ah, ah, YES, JUST LIKE THAT, don't stop!" Angela exclaimed as she climaxed.

UNKNOWN: "Oh, baby, you don't know how much you turn me on," said the man, spent after their intimate encounter. Panting, he inquired, "So, how are things with the plan?"

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