The grand entrance of Jose's hacienda came into view, and Isa couldn't help but feel a surge of anger as she stormed out of the carriage. She had been dragged here against her will, and she was not about to let Jose think he could win her over with his fancy estate.
Jose, trying to calm her down, approached her with a smile. "Isa, my love, there's no need to be upset. This is our home now."
Isa met his smile with an icy glare and a sharp tongue. "This is not my home, and it never will be. And don't call me your love. We are nothing but strangers to each other."
Jose, amused by her stubbornness, attempted to take her hand, but Isa pulled it away. She was not about to let him think he could control her.
As they approached the entrance, Isa noticed the guards leaving a pouch for her. She refused to even look at it, not wanting to give Jose the satisfaction of thinking she needed his gifts.
Jose, noticing her refusal, couldn't help but be amused. "You're as stubborn as a mule, Isa. But I find it endearing."
Isa, still fuming, took in the size of the hacienda. It was impressive, she had to admit. But she would never give Jose the satisfaction of knowing that.
Jose, noticing her admiration, pointed out the various features of the hacienda with pride. "This is the grand ballroom, where we will host many parties. And over there is the library, filled with thousands of books. And of course, the gardens, they are my pride and joy."
Isa, unable to resist, asked about the picture of her mother that they had left behind. "What did you do with the picture of my mother?"
Jose, with a playful smirk, told her that it was safe and that she would get it back soon. "Don't worry, my love. It's in good hands. You'll get it back soon, I promise."
Isa, rolling her eyes, couldn't help but be drawn to his charm. She was still angry, but she couldn't deny the spark of attraction she felt towards him.
Jose, sensing her softening, took her hand and led her inside the hacienda. "Come, let me show you to your room. You must be tired from the journey."
Isa, feeling that spark of attraction, couldn't help but be swept away by the grandeur of the hacienda. She followed him, still angry but intrigued by the man who had captured her heart.
Jose, with a sly grin, showed her to her room and told her to rest. "I'll leave you to rest, my love. But before I go, I have a little something for you." He left the pouch on the bed and winked at her. "Open it when you're ready."
Isa, alone in her room, couldn't help but wonder what was inside the pouch and what the future held for her and Jose. She was still angry, but she couldn't deny the spark of attraction she felt towards him. She couldn't help but be drawn to him, even if she didn't want to be.
As she opened the pouch, she couldn't help but smile. It was a small token of his affection, but it was enough to make her heart flutter. She couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them.
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