Shadows In Durango
Chapter 140
Chapter 140
*****Sofia's POV*****
Vincent led me down the hall, his hand warm and firm around mine, his grip tight enough to make me think that he was desperately stopping himself from storming back to Sergio and throttling the man...
We stepped into the spare bedroom, and he closed the door behind us with a sharp click. The tension in the air between us was thick enough to cut with a knife. His jaw was clenched, and his usually soft eyes were burning with anger. "I'm sorry," he muttered, running a hand through his hair as he paced the small room. "That guy is an absolute" He cut himself off, exhaling sharply. "I didn't know he'd be like that. If I'd have known, I wouldn't have let him within a mile of you. He's a rude fucking asshole!"
"It's okay," I said quickly, even though it really wasn't. My pulse was still racing, and my skin felt like it was crawling from the way Sergio had poked and prodded at me. "I can handle it. It's only for tomorrow, right? This has to work with his help, so let's just give him a chance at least?"
Vincent stopped pacing and turned to look at me, his expression softening just a fraction at my reasoning. "You shouldn't have to handle it, Sofia, none of this is good for you - I feel fucking terrible about it. This is already enough without some guy making you feel like a fucking art display..." He trailed off, his fists clenching up again.
I gave him a small smile, trying to ease the tension. "I'm fine, Vincent, honest. I promise that it's all ok. Let's just get this over with, I'm brave enough for this."
His gaze lingered on me for just a moment longer before he nodded reluctantly. "Okay. But if he tries to demand anything else that I feel crosses the line anything at all—then he's out of here. I don't care how good he supposedly is at his job."
"Yeah, deal," I said softly, even though I wasn't entirely convinced that Sergio wouldn't find a way to push Vincent's buttons again since he was more than unbothered by him.
Vincent grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top from a dresser and handed them to me. "Change into these," he said, his voice still tight. "I'll step outside for a minute."
I nodded, watching as he walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. For a moment, I just stood there, holding the clothes and staring at the door. The reality of what was about to happen hit me again, and a shiver ran down my spine.
Tomorrow wasn't just another day it was thee day.
Shaking off my nerves, I quickly changed into the tank top and shorts, the fabric hanging off of my body loosely. The thin material left more skin exposed than I was comfortable with, but I told myself that it was better than having to strip down to my undies in front of everyone...
only another crucial step in my fight to
finding Vincent leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw still set in a hard line as his eyes raked over me from head to toe
presses, suddenly straightening up and reaching a hand out which I take - allowing for him to take charge on leading us back to Sergio
it back to the room to find Sergio waiting on the arm of the sofa, his arms crossed and a look of impatience etched on his face. "Finally," he stated, drawing out the word as though we'd made him wait for hours when it had
at the doorway, feeling suddenly exposed under his critical gaze as Vincent's father was now seated in the single armchair in the corner of the
what you need to do," he told Sergio, his voice low and firm.
a free spot on the sofa as Vincent's features creased in disdain. "Now, for the main event! Put out your arm so I can test out what shades will look more realistic on you..." he asks, although he proceeds to take a hold of my arm, pulling it out for
I remained still, becoming the main focus in the centre of the room, Sergio pulled his case
and powder in varying shades - it was a makeup artist's arsenal, but the purpose
a sponge and pressing it against my skin with precision. The first touch of cold, damp makeup made
turned my face toward
already have some fading bruises? Real ones?" He queries, as I nod once - praying that he wouldn't want to know why and where
my crazed ex-boyfriend's basement as he took a psychotic break... not now, not ever did I want to think about that
my bruises, earning a hiss
in an instance, "Watch your fucking hands, are you an idiot?!" He snaps, as my lips
a dark purple bruise onto my cheekbone, "you will look very convincing after this. Zey will think you have been through the wars!" He chuckles, as Vincent eventually takes his
rose up my throat. This wasn't
end of the day, this was only makeup, and the rest would
next, applying small, but realistic mottled bruises along my biceps and
Vincent sat by silently, his hands clenched into fists at his sides while
radiating off of him, but he didn't say a word, probably knowing that it
will top this off!" Sergio announced after finishing
area before seeming to dab it away with a dry cloth. Then, he grabbed a gel like texture from his case, instructing me to close my eyes as he pressed it
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