Serena pulled the threads and freed her breasts from the shackles of the bikini top. She ran a hand over her toned stomach and reached over to remove her underwear. There she was, naked and vulnerable in front of the man whom she despised with every fiber of her being. Her treacherous heart started hammering in her chest as he came close. Rafael stood impossibly close to her. Every part of his hard and calloused skin was pressed against her smooth one. He pushed a stray strand of hair away from her face and gently caressed her neck. Serena looked at him imploringly. What she was pleading for, she did not know but her eyes were begging his for mercy. Rafael brought his mouth close to her ear all the while, his eyes never leaving hers and whispered, "Not Interested".