A Bride for Valentin by Parker J. Cole

Author:Parker J. Cole [Cole, Parker J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-24T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Valentin expected her rage. He expected her tears and her screams of injustice. In the past two days, as he journeyed from his ranchero from one end of Santa Fe to this one, he prepared himself for the onslaught of emotion Ysabel Garcia de Alba would give him.

The last thing he expected was to see a vision of loveliness as unearthly as an angel coming toward him with a smile on her face.

He watched her as she descended down the rickety steps. Adorned in a plain gown with an apron, her beauty made the drab garments look like a ballgown.

Once her feet touched the barren, hard ground, she strolled gracefully towards him.

It gave Valentin ample time to look at her in full. Hair dark as midnight, pulled back into a bun at the nape of her neck. The clear bright skin of her face shone with the same purity of the breast of a white dove. Those eyes were the most arresting part, large with a slight tilt at the ends that gave her an exotic look.

She was truly beautiful. Otherworldly.

He saw her hand move but couldn’t remove his gaze from her loveliness. As he neared, he saw the tip of her retroussé nose and her full lips with their bee-stung blush of color.

By the time he realized what was happening, a bucket of smelly water came pouring over his body.

“Argh!” he screamed, holding his sopping clothes away from his body. Bits of debris and grime clung to him.

“Bueno dias, Senor del Bosque. Bienvenido a nuestra casa.”

Welcome to our home, eh? What a welcome it was!

Her voice was low and melodious, snaking along his spine in a curious way. Before he could articulate anything else, she gathered both sides of her skirt and gave him a deep curtsy. “Thank you for welcoming me to my home. I call it La Choza del Bosque.”

He winced. The shack of del Bosque.

“Contessa,” he started to say.

“Why don’t you come into our home and see the changes I’ve made. I’d love to show what I’ve been doing in your absence.”

Valentin didn’t know what to say. Ysabel was as calm and cool as a block of ice. If it wasn’t for the water smelling up his clothes, he would have thought that she wasn’t upset.

He glanced over at Maria, who kept her head averted from him but he detected a hint of a smile.

“I’d like to see it.”

He walked behind her, his feet squishing some of the water that had drained into his boots.

Entering the derelict abode, he saw that Ysabel had not been idle.

He bought the house and land some time ago when he first contemplating moving here. The house had fallen into disuse and he’d always intended to fix it up. But when he had concocted this plan days before he received the conte’s response to his demand, he knew this would be the place to bring his wife.

Valentin had expected the contessa to wilt under such extreme conditions. In fact, he wouldn’t have blamed her if she did.

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