Dear my beloved readers,
I am doing major revisions to improve this story. I want to deliver to all of the best story possible. There will be some additional scenes, some additional characters, and I will remove some scenes or characters that are not needed. You guys don't have any idea how much I appreicate all of you. I aill be publishing a whole lot of stories, so just hang in there, and we still have a love journey to go. Thank you for your patience, and I love you guys! Stay tune for more!
Your loving author,
Ally Ocampo đ
"Mom! Help!" Shouting at the top of her lungs is a twenty-one-year-old pregnant young woman. She has a whole future ahead of her, a bright future. However, her whole life was put on hold when she learned about the life brewing inside of her. Bracing herself with the jolting pain that started as soon as she got up from bed, Patricia Harrington grabbed the wooden railing beside her. Nine months ago, she was the well-liked, well-respected daughter of a very successful construction firm owner, Anthony Harrington. "Mom!" But she fell in love with the wrong man. She was so naive to think that her boyfriend, Denver Braxton, truly loved her. Giving herself to him with his promise that they will be together no matter what happened. Then the moment Denver learned of her pregnancy; he fled town. "Mom! Please! I need help!" She continued to scream for help, praying that the pain will finally stop. "What now?" Deborah, her stepmother, angrily asked. Sh
A stranger in a more modern land, modern people and culture. Patricia struggles to adapt to her new life in New York. In Raleigh, North Carolina, where she grew up, women are respected. But in New York, women are like food or clothes you buy in a shopping mall. So many choices, so many flavors. And one of those flavors is Tasha. The woman who helped her when she has nowhere to go. It's only been a few days since she gave birth and arrived in New York. She was still regaining her strength and calculating her surroundings, in fact, Patricia can't even move comfortably. Tasha gave her all the space she needed. Never even asked her about what happened in Raleigh and respected her silence. Even when she doesn't come out of her room, she still stayed patient. "Good morning!" Patricia's newfound friend greeted her. She just got out of her room after locking herself inside for a whole day. She looks better now than the first days she met Tasha. "Hungry?" She looked at the fo
City life is so much different from small-town life. The environment is louder, the people are busier, and time flies faster. Six months have passed, and Patricia already learned how to acclimate. She no longer cries at night, missing her dad and the town she grew up in. Acceptance has finally come to her. But it doesn't mean that she no longer remembers. The memory of her past is still fresh in her mind, and there are times that she would suddenly stop and remember those happy days. -Flashback- It's the festivity season for the town of Hillsborough in Raleigh, North Carolina. People are busy every single day because of the preparations for the upcoming events. The Queen of Hillsborough, the town parade, the unique race contest, and the town's garage sales. Three names are at the top for the Queen of Hillsborough. There's the Sheriff's daughter Lindsay, the football team's muse Carrie, and Patricia. Lindsay is the daughter of the most respected man in town, a
"Wow! You're great! I've been married for fifteen years, and I never experienced that with my wife." Patricia just smiled with her customer's statement while putting on her robe. He's her second that day. Having different men in her bed has been a regular occurrence in Patricia's life for the past few months. She looked so different now than the small-town girl who just gave birth exactly one year ago. Now, she only wears sexy dresses and revealing clothes. She already learned how to wear make-up every day and became conscious of her looks. "Here, I hope we can do this again another time?" The man said. Patricia can't even remember his name. "Sure, just come by the club whenever you want," Patricia responded, sh
From Patricia's perspective, life became so much easier. Because of Gonzalo, she and her son get to enjoy a wonderful New York life. Her son now has three nannies and his driver. Patricia no longer lives with Tasha. Gonzalo took her in and made her a kept woman. Many of their co-workers at Xfactor envy her for having such luck in her short stay at the club. Some of them have been working as a stripper for a decade and has never even had the chance to find a decent man. "Patricia? Hey, focus." Rick tapped Patricia's face a few times, but she was staring at the wall. She is awake but lost in her world. "Patricia, come on." "Leave her," Gonzalo commanded. "Damn it," Rick whispered. He had no choice but to leave Pat
After witnessing Dencel's death, Rick became more aware of the doom he brought upon Patricia's life. His conscience is starting to wake him at night. Knowing that the same fate can happen to Patricia made him regret ever mentioning her name to his kingpin boss. "How's Patricia?" Rick asked the maid who brought Patricia's food. "I don't know what to tell you." The maid replied. "I think you better see you for yourself." Rick entered Patricia's room. She was sitting at the edge of her queen-size bed, rocking back and forth. When he walked towards her, Rick noticed the circles around her eyes and her dried lips. Patricia almost looks like a zombie in her current state. "Hey, Pat? Can you hear me?" He
Rick didn't know what to do. Gonzalo now has Patricia and Tasha. Because of his greed, stupidity, and selfishness, he put two innocent lives in danger. Stuck in the middle of the road, confused, scared, and most of all desperate. He's got nowhere to go. "Fuck!" Rick screamed so loud that if another car passed by, they might have heard him. After slamming his fist into the steering wheel, Rick made a u-turn. He doesn't care about his life anymore. He has to save Tasha. Even if it cost him his own life, Rick stepped hard on the accelerator, hoping that Gonzalo won't get tired of waiting. After a few minutes of driving like a maniac, Rick can finally see the last mile marker towards New York. Steppin
Tasha's been hiding in Massachusetts for over a week. Although her urges to contact Patricia was too strong, she tried so hard not to. For her and the baby's safety. Jericho is taking good care of them. He visits her every night to bring food and whatever she and the baby might need. "Tasha, can we talk?" Jericho asked in a serious tone. "Yeah, about what?" Tasha asked curiously. "Our chief of police talked to me about your connection to Gonzalo." Jericho sighed heavily. He looks like he's arguing against himself. "He wanted to make you our mole." "Seriously?" Tasha responded. She doesn't sound angry, more like shocked. "Yeah, I said you can't do it. That it's too dangerous. But uhm
Dear my beloved readers, I am doing major revisions to improve this story. I want to deliver to all of the best story possible. There will be some additional scenes, some additional characters, and I will remove some scenes or characters that are not needed. You guys don't have any idea how much I appreicate all of you. I aill be publishing a whole lot of stories, so just hang in there, and we still have a love journey to go. Thank you for your patience, and I love you guys! Stay tune for more! Your loving author, Ally Ocampo đ
Early in the morning, one of Gonzalo's servants knock on their bedroom door. There was a delivery dropped off at the gate addressed to Gonzalo's name. It was a sealed long wooden box, only larger than a coffin by one or two inches. Nobody touched it yet, because they were all waiting for the two bosses to come down. A putrid smell is coming out from the box, and all of them are too familiar in such smell. The moment Gonzalo and Patricia came down to the living room, they immediately gave the order to open the wooden box. And, no matter how strong their stomachs are, seeing what was the content of the box rattled them. "Oh, God! That's Benson." One of their men exclaimed. "I'm going to skin those bastard alive!" Another one yelled out of anger. "Calm down, boys. This is a good thing. He is running on blind rage, and his tripping. A rabid animal is easier to hunt because they don't have strategy anymore. They are working on rage." "Does that mea
Tasha was shocked about everything that followed after knowing the truth about Patricia's identity. As complicated as it is, she didn't realize that it could get anymore messed up than it already is. But, the funny thing is, Franklin didn't waste time claiming what was his. He came to Valenzuela estate with a hundred of his men, all armed, and prepared for war.She honestly felt scared that chaos would erupt, more so when Gonzalo went out to meet him. Franklin threatened to kill everyone at the estate if Gonzalo won't give Patricia to them. But, when one of his announced that Patricia was spotted running away through the southern part of the wooded area surrounding Gonzalo's property.If not for Darryl who took her deep into the woods where he told t
Life is a one big maze. Every turn we take lead us to another path. Patricia's life is the definition of one big maze. From the moment that she was conceived in the womb, there has been so much complication in her life. Even the way that her lineage started was complicated.Her real name is Patricia Zaragoza Maxford. The only daughter of an heir, and heiress of two powerful underground organization. The first born of the most powerful family in Jericho, California, Franklin Maxford. And, the heiress of the biggest mob group in Spain, Violet Zaragoza. After Violet's father died, she was forced to find a suitable husband to strengthen their organization.But, something happened that made things complicated. No one has any idea how it started or why, even the who. The once one happy, and powerful family got separated. It's like a classic fairy tale story. The king, and queen lost their one and only princess. The kingdom fell into a dark era, and lost their only hope.
Life is a one big maze. Every turn we take lead us to another path. Patricia's life is the definition of one big maze. From the moment that she was conceived in the womb, there has been so much complication in her life. Even the way that her lineage started was complicated.Her real name is Patricia Zaragoza Maxford. The only daughter of an heir, and heiress of two powerful underground organization. The first born of the most powerful family in Jericho, California, Franklin Maxford. And, the heiress of the biggest mob group in Spain, Violet Zaragoza. After Violet's father died, she was forced to find a suitable husband to strengthen their organization.But, something happened that made things complicated. No one has any idea how it started or why, even the who. The once one happy, and powerful family got separated. It's like a classic fairy tale story. The king, and queen lost their one and only princess. The kingdom fell into a dark era, and lost their only hope.
New Mexico became Levi's new home. While keeping his true identity hidden, he's enjoying his brand new life. Working at a meat factory, he also maintained his relationship with the child he helped. They always meet every night in front of the kid's house. They would eat snacks, and exchange stories.Even the kid's parents met Levi, and loved him immediately. He felt like having his parents back. Feeling the love of a mother, and a father, who would give advice about life. Being born as a privileged kid made him blind to the struggles of people born in the lower class of society. It made him think that life is always easy, and that everyone always has a choice."Carl, come on, shift's done. Time for some booze."Carl is the name that Levi chose to be his new name. It's far different than his true name, and he even grew his beard to change his appearance. It's not that he's afraid of getting caught. He just enjoys his life so much that he doesn't want it to end. T
-Flashback-What does being a father means? Is it providing everything that your family needs? Or maybe giving them a home that can call their own? Perhaps, loving them is enough? But, is it right that a father was a son first? With a mother who loved him more than anyone in this world? A woman who taught him how to be a man with dignity, compassion, and love?What would a man do if he was placed in a situation where he needs to choose? The family that he didn't want, or th mother who alway loved, and cared for him? What was the choice for him?With breathes so deep and heavy, that it could almost be heard outside the house, Gonzalo sat on the floor. His hands were shaking, and his body was covered in sweat. It's like he just woke up from an endless nightmare. Because, the moment that he saw his wife, and child, his reaction turned to utter shock."What have I done?" His eyes was dancing, more like drowning in fear, confusion, and grief. And, when the tel
The Maxford estate is one of the oldest property in Jericho. Parts of it has been renovated multiple times, but the family maintained the original style and design of the entire property. And, the most beautiful part of the Maxford estate is the well garden. A three hundred-year-old well, crafted by the best mason, and blacksmith in town, long before it was called Jericho.Now that the truth has come out, Franklin is hell bent on finding what really happened to his wife. He wants to know what happened to their child. If it was born, or of it died. For twenty-five years, he thought that his wife died of child birth. That the baby brought to them was the reason why his beloved wife died. Franklin tried to love her, to see her as her child. But, everytime he looks at Angela, all he could see was his wife not being with him. Not only that, whenever he lay on his bed at night, he would think about Angela. Asking himself, is the death of his wife the only why he can't love her?
-Flashback-Gilbert Just got home from a business dealing with his boss, some of their best men. Violence was not part of the plan. However, there unforeseen events that occurred, and one sassy response led to insults, until the first shot was fired. Bloodshed was indeed unavoidable."Oh, my God! Are you okay?""It's not my blood. I'm fine, babe.""Thank God."Deborah hugged Gilbert after ensuring that he wasn't hurt. The moment that her heartbeat turned to normal, she remembered her surprised. The memory of Gilbert's look when he said having a child is his greatest dream is still fresh in his mind."What are you doing?" Gilbert asked in confusion while watching her rummage through her back."Here,""What is—you're—is this—"Deborah smiled widely after seeing his reaction. Gilbert was bewildered as he stare at the pregnancy test. His reaction was a mix of shock and utter happiness. He even needed to fin