A tragic misunderstanding that ruined a promising love story…. When Darla gets kicked out of the Gomez Mansion, a place she worked as a maid, she is devastated but even more hurt when she finds out that it was her beloved that had her kicked out, Daniel Gomez. Overcome with grief and fear for her unborn child's safety, Darla fled the city. Daniel, perplexed by her sudden disappearance, searched far and wide for her, but to no avail. Five years passed, and Darla rebuilt her life as a successful voiceover artist and brand influencer. Returning to the city with her daughter, Raya, she is determined to move forward, but Daniel is resolute in his pursuit. This time, he will never let her go and is ready to make her his… for a lifetime.
Lihat lebih banyakAMAYA'S POINT OF VIEW Daniel has got to be kidding me."What?" I muttered in disbelief, my voice laced with venom."You heard me right, Amaya. Clean this up. Both of you," Daniel repeated, his voice firm, his gaze piercing.Inside, I was seething with rage, my fist clenched onto the rag tighter. Ever since he came back from work, he has done nothing but humiliate me in front of the guards and those filthy maids. He thinks he has power. He thinks he knows wickedness. I will show him what true venom looks like. I will not go down without a fight!"Yes, sir," my mother whispered, slowly approaching Daniel and dropping to the floor to pick up the glass pieces and put them into the rag."You've done enough, Rachel. Let Amaya clean up the rest," Daniel spoke, his gaze piercing into me, but I stared back at him with the same fierceness.My mother rose to her feet and took a stand near me, a silent show of solidarity. "Amaya, your turn," Daniel taunted, his voice dripping with condescension.
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW “Guards, throw them out!” I thundered, my voice echoing off the walls. The guards sprang into action, approaching Amaya and my mother, who backed away in horror.My mother spoke frantically, her voice desperate. “What? You can't do this to us, Daniel! You told us to apologize, and we did! You can't throw us out of the house. It isn't fair!”“Yes, it isn't fair,” I replied. “Just like what you did to Darla wasn't fair. I had a change of heart, and now I don't want you to stay anymore.”Amaya snarled viciously. “I knew you wouldn't keep your end of the bargain. That's how you are - a liar and a cheat!”“Don't you get tired of getting slapped in the face?” I retorted. “With your bleeding lips, you still have the mouth to speak. Shut up already!”My mother pleaded, “Mi Ho, please, temper justice with mercy. We did our part; now you do yours.”I smirked, walked over to the couch, and sat down, gesturing for them to come closer. “Fine, I'll be merciful to you.”My mo
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW “Please, Daniel, please let us stay. Have mercy on us. You know you're the only one we rely on. We don't know anyone else,” my mother pleaded, holding onto my feet.“That's none of my business,” I said, yanking my feet away. “Did you think about how Darla had nowhere to go when you sent those people after her? You can go back to Father for all I care.”My mother rose to her feet, begging frantically. “I admit what we did to Darla was horrible. But please don't punish us like this. You'll shame us in front of the whole world, Mi Ho.” Mi Ho means "my son" in our language. It was a term my mother used to call me often. It was the only time I could tell she was being sincere in her words, and as I gazed into her emerald green eyes, I saw the truth, but that still wouldn't break me. I have to punish them for what they did.“Oh, for Goodness’ sake, stop fooling yourself, Mother!” Amaya exclaimed.“Amaya Esperanza Gomez!” my mother yelled, her voice venomous. “One mo
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW "I've made a decision," I declared, my voice echoing off the walls. "From today, I… Daniel Gomez… owner of DG Limited, cut all ties with Amaya Gomez and Rachel Gomez. You're no longer my family."My mother's eyes widened in shock as she spoke frantically, "What? You can't do that to us, Daniel! All because of that maid? We are your family!""Watch me," I said firmly, my voice cold.Amaya sneered, "So, you're going to abandon us because of someone who's not even alive? Well, I'm happy we got rid of her!"My rage boiled over, and I approached Amaya, hands closing around her neck. "Daniel, what are you doing?! You're going to kill her!" my mother yelled."Yes, I am going to kill her! She killed Darla and shows no remorse. She deserves to die like Darla did!" I spat, my grip tightening."Brother..." Amaya whimpered, her voice barely audible as she fought to free herself.But I was blinded by rage, wanting Amaya to suffer like Darla did. "She's passing out, Daniel!
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW I screeched to a halt in the front yard of my mansion, barely bothering to park. My anger had reached a boiling point, and I couldn't contain it. My teeth gritted, and my veins were popping out. I threw open the car door, leaped out, and hurled the keys at a guard. "Take care of it!" I barked, before storming towards the house.As I approached the living room, I thundered, "Amaya! Amaya Gomez! Mrs. Rachel Gomez!" My voice echoed through the halls, making the windows rattle.Amaya and my mother rushed down the stairs, concern etched on their faces. "What's going on, brother? What has made you so angry?" Amaya asked sweetly, darting anxious glances at my mother, as if seeking answers.But even she remained clueless about the cause of my anger."Yes, my son, what seems to be the matter?" My mother asked calmly as she tried to approach me.But I was beyond reason. "Don't you dare take another step!" I yelled, jabbing a finger at her. She flinched, retreating back
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEW After my phone conversation with Nancy, I immediately headed for the family mansion, anger coursing through my veins like venom. As I stormed out, Florence tried to brief me on something, but her words were cut short when she saw the fury on my face."Sir, we have to go over the—" she started, but I gritted my teeth and glared at her, silencing her. She wisely gave way, allowing me to pass.I drove home with reckless abandon, my grip on the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles turned white. As I sped through the streets, I tried to calm my ragged breathing, but the more I thought about everything that had been done to Darla, the more my breathing grew shallow and my heart thumped faster in my chest.Running my hands through my hair, my mind flashed back to the particular day when Darla had wanted to tell me about the pregnancy. It was the night before I left for New York. She was cuddled up with me in my bed, and I had made her stay behind while we spent th
DANIEL'S POINT OF VIEWIt's been days since the bar incident, and Troy has been cooperative, sharing every conversation between Madame A and him with me. However, the more I listen to the recordings, the more I suspect that my family might not be behind the threats. Someone else might be targeting me, and I have another potential enemy to worry about.As I sat in my office, reviewing a document, my mind kept wandering. Troy was supposed to send me yesterday's report, but I hadn't received it yet. Not even this morning. I'm getting worried. Could he have gone rogue? Or does Madame A know about our arrangement? What if she had him killed?I took a deep breath and leaned back in my chair. The deal with Huang Steel, the company's upcoming anniversary, Darla's death, and Mrs. Ana's disappearance all swirled in my head. The weight of everything is crushing me, and I'm not sure if I can stay strong.Just then, my phone rang. "Troy," I muttered, seeing the unknown number on my screen. We had
Daniel leaned down, his tongue tracing circles around my nipples as he continued to thrust into me, his rhythm relentless, his touch bringing me closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy."Yes," I moaned, my body arching as the heat of his mouth sent shivers down my spine. "Daniel, please, please don't stop."His tongue flicked against my nipple, his breath hot and heavy as he drove me to the edge of insanity.I tangled my fingers in Daniel's hair, pulling his mouth harder against me as he continued to lick and suck at my breast, his tongue teasing and tormenting as he thrust into me with increasing urgency."Darla," he growled, his voice rough with need. "You're driving me wild."I moaned in response, my body writhing against his as I pulled his hair, urging him on."More, Daniel," I pleaded. "I want more."My fingers dug into Daniel's back, my nails scraping against his skin as I sought to hold on to him, to anchor myself in the midst of this heat of pleasure.Daniel responded with
DARLA'S POINT OF VIEW The water lapped gently against our skin, the rose petals floating around us, their soft scent filling the air. Daniel's lips were on mine, his tongue teasing, his kiss intense and passionate. My body was thrumming with desire, my heart beating against his chest. His fingers trailed down my body, tracing patterns on my skin before they came to rest at the sensitive nub of my clit. A gasp escaped my lips as he began to stroke and caress me, the sensation building like a slow-burning flame. As his fingers moved, I arched into his touch, a moan escaping my lips as pleasure coursed through my body. His mouth on mine intensified, our tongues tangled in a passionate embrace. I could feel the heat between us rising, the water rippling as our bodies moved together. His fingers slid lower, their rhythm changing as he began to slide them into me, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. I gasped, my body tensing with pleasure, my hips lifting off the water's sur
DARLA'S POVI stood frozen, unable to move or speak, as Mrs. Gomez's harsh words cut through the quiet. Her piercing emerald green eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and her pale skin appeared even paler with anger. "Leave this house immediately, you slut!”The guards dragged me out of the grand Gomez Mansion, their cold and unforgiving grip bruising my arms, the sound of my struggles echoing off the marble floors.What's going on? What have I done?My mind raced with questions. But I knew one thing was for sure, I was no slut.My gray eyes flickered up to meet the guards holding me up, hoping to get a hint of explanation from them, but their cold demeanor made me uneasy, and I recognized the sudden change in their behavior. The massive villa, its grand walls and gardens were a stark contrast to my confusion once we got to the entrance. Mrs. Gomez and Amaya approached me, their faces angry.Amaya's vicious anger spilled out. Her dark hair seemed to whip around her face as she spat out...
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