They Mocked Her as Worthless — Until Fate Delivered Her Into the Hands of an Apache Warrior, and a Love Story No One Expected Began

Don Patricio stopped in front of his mahogany desk, taking an official document in his hands.

The authorities have agreed to my proposal.

You will be handed over to this savage as his companion.

That way, at least you will be of some use. Keeping a dangerous prisoner under control.

Jimena’s world shook.

For a few seconds, she thought she’d heard wrong.

“Father,” she murmured in a trembling voice.

“You’re serious, completely serious,” he replied with icy coldness.

I can no longer support a daughter who contributes nothing to this family. Daughter of Opulence

At least this way, your existence will have some purpose.

You’ll prevent us from having to execute Pache, and you’ll finally have a husband, even if he’s a savage.

Jimena stood up slowly, feeling as if she were floating outside her own body.

“Are you selling me to a prisoner of war?” her voice, barely a whisper, asked.

“I’m giving you a chance to be useful for the first time in your life,” Don Patricio replied without a hint of compassion.

The Apache’s name is Tlacael.

Tomorrow you will be transferred to the territory assigned to him as a reservation.

Consider this your arranged marriage, only with someone of your standing.

That night, as she packed her few personal belongings into a leather trunk, Jimena wept for the first time in years.

But amid the tears of pain and humiliation, something unexpected began to germinate: a strange feeling of liberation.

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