Miguel POV.I stormed into the house through the front door, the sole of my shoes clicking noisily against the tiles. " Where is my father?" I asked a maid that I saw in the lobby. " He's in his room sir." I climbed up the stairs straight to the room he shares with my mother. I barged in without knowing just to see my parents seated. My mum was seated on the bed while my father was seated on the couch close to the window engrossed in a newspaper. It's like they were waiting for me arrive." What is the meaning of this?" I asked in a calm voice while waving the piece of paper in the air." That's your wedding invitation son." My father replied his eyes still engrossed in the newspaper." What do you mean by this? I believe I clearly stated that I wasn't getting married to that manipulative bitch." " That no way to address your future wife and moreover this is all for you own good." I looked at my mum expecting her to back me up but she just sat still in a place." Mum can you back m
Isabel POV I swirled and twerked while listening to one of Cardi B's song as I cooked. It was Saturday so it was one of those days were I stay at home and give myself a very special treat. I heard the shrill sound of the doorbell and I paused the music before going to see who it was. " Hi, I'm here for Miss Cruz." The chubby mail man said with a smile. " I'm Miss Cruz." " Ok then, sign here." He said stretching a clipboard and pen to me. I signed before taking the small envelope from him. " Thank you." I mumured before shutting the door.I scanned the body of the envelope trying to find who it was from. There was no name neither was there any address. I broke the seal of the envelope letting the content of the envelope out. I opened it and what I saw made my heart beat rapidly. I could feel the tightness in my throat and I could feel the restriction of air flow as I gasped for breath. I tried taking deep breaths but it was a massive fail. I looked around frantically as I searche
Miguel POV I had imagined my wedding to be divine, something true and not a means to cover up a sin.i wanted a wedding that I could look back to and smile at every moment because the person I was marrying was someone I was madly in love with. I had imagined all that for myself but here I was staring into a space and not feeling the least enthusiastic about my wedding that would be starting in the next few minutes. " Why aren't you done yet?" My dad shouted as he barged into my room, my mother following closely behind. I sat still remaining calm and not flinching. " It's few minutes to the church service and you are sitted here sulking like it would solve this situation." I ignored him still staring into a space. He stormed out of the room. He probably got frustrated with the nonchalant attitude I was displaying. My mum picked up my tie from the dresser before walking to me. " I know this isn't what you want but I need you to know there's a reason why." My mum said in a calm voice.
Isabel POV The air in the small room was was filled with a lot more tension than I could have imagined. Elena stood there with her arms crossed and eyes filled with a cold expression that twisted my stomach into knots making me feel so uncomfortable. I stared at her as the pent up hatred I had for her showed on my face. The first instinct when my I first saw her was to call the security to arrest her. Because each time I see her the memory of Talia's dead flashes in my memory. " Long time no see bestie." She said with an evil grin. I could hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice." You have some courage showing up here." I spat out bitterly." I only came here to deliver a message, stop poking the bear." " And you believed here was the perfect time and place to deliver your message. Fuck you Elena." " I know you might not believe me but I didn't kill Talia." She said and I could actually see sincerity in her eyes." I don't believe you, you've tried to kill me once. So you defin
Isabel POV The world seemed to get hot as I stared at the man that was leaning on my car. I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me that way saving me from engaging in this conversation. I visible gulped as I saw his smirk even in the night darkness. It was the same cocky and arrogant smirk that I thought I had left behind in the darkest part of my memory. " Hello Mi Amor." He said again, this time he took few steps towards me while I took few steps backwards. " You know that guy?" Jamin asked beside me still obviously operating on the alcohol he had in his system.I ignored him. My eyes wete focusex and trained solely on Alex, whose piercing blue eyes had not left mine. The same gaze that once made me feel butterflies and feel loved. Right now that same gaze makes me feel small, unworthy, and terrified. My heart pounded against my chest rapidly as memories I had buried long ago clawed their way to the surface of my mind. He was a vivid representation of my past, the path
Miguel POVMy eyes fluttered open and the sun ray that filtered through the window made me shut my eyes immediately. Gradually I tried opening it again and this time my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. I pulled myself to sit up on the couch, as I stretched my limbs, trying to shake off the heavy feeling that had all but settled in my chest. My eyes roamed around the room before landing on a sleeping figure on the bed. The mixture of frustration and guilt filled my mind as my gaze remained on her. I was frustrated that I was made to enter this loveless marriage and guilty that I betrayed the love of my life, Isabel. Just the thought of her stirred up something in me, it came with many memories that made me smile. I had married to save myself from the shame of my past. I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was almost nine o'clock AM. I had to be at work before eleven, I had a meeting with some foreign investors. I strolled to the bathroom to get prepared. After ta
Miguel POVMy eyes fluttered open and the sun ray that filtered through the window made me shut my eyes immediately. Gradually I tried opening it again and this time my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. I pulled myself to sit up on the couch, as I stretched my limbs, trying to shake off the heavy feeling that had all but settled in my chest. My eyes roamed around the room before landing on a sleeping figure on the bed. The mixture of frustration and guilt filled my mind as my gaze remained on her. I was frustrated that I was made to enter this loveless marriage and guilty that I betrayed the love of my life, Isabel. Just the thought of her stirred up something in me, it came with many memories that made me smile. I had married to save myself from the shame of my past. I picked up my phone and checked the time. It was almost nine o'clock AM. I had to be at work before eleven, I had a meeting with some foreign investors. I strolled to the bathroom to get prepared. After ta
Miguel POVI glanced at my wristwatch, it was midnight already. I unlocked the door of the room in the most quiet way I could. I wasn't ready to deal with Vanessa this night. I flipped the light switch on and my heart almost jumped out of my chest when I saw a figure seated on the couch." Vanessa! You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing sitting in the darkness?" " I was waiting for you, you work so late these days." She said as she stretched, a yawn escaping from her mouth. " I've been busy, Vanessa. Stop being needy." "How could you do this to me, Miguel?" Vanessa said in a low tone. I couldn't blame her, Rosa, her sister brought her into whatever twisted plan she had. One thing I knew for sure was that Rosa was up to no good. My mind had been occupied with Elena's proposal and Isabel kicking me out of her life permanently. I haven't even been able to process all that before I was ambushed by my wife, whom I'd been keeping at arm's length since our wedding."Vanessa, I
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVMiguel moved ahead of us, his eyes scanning the dark streets for threats, while Marissa brought up the rear, her weapon always ready."We need to find cover," Miguel said, his voice low but firm.Marissa nodded. "There's a construction site a few blocks from here. It'll buy us some time."Miguel glanced at me; his expression unreadable. "Can you keep up?"I nodded, swallowing the lump of fear in my throat. "I'm fine."Miguel POVThe construction site wasn't ideal, but it was the best option we had."Stay close," I said as we slipped through a gap in the chain-link fence.Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of dust and damp concrete. Marissa took point, her movements silent as she scouted ahead. I stayed close to Isabel, my hand resting on the grip of my gun."We'll rest here," Marissa said when she returned. "But not for long."Isabel POVI sat on a cold slab of concrete; my knees drawn to my chest as I tried to calm my racing heart. Miguel paced nearby, his eyes dart
Isabel POVThe door flew open. The sharp crack of gunfire filled the air almost immediately."Stay down!" he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.I bent low, my hands trembling as I held the knife Miguel had given me. Miguel POVThe ambush was worse than I'd anticipated. Gideon's men were already inside, their positions fortified. They weren't here to scare us—they were here to finish the job.I fired again, the shot hitting one of the men in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon with a grunt, collapsing behind a desk."Marissa, status!" I shouted over the din. "I'm pinned, but I'm fine!"I swore under my breath, scanning the room for Isabel. She was exactly where I'd left her, crouched behind the cabinet, her wide eyes watching everything."Hold on!" I called to her.Isabel POVThe air was thick with smoke and adrenaline, every second dragging on like an eternity. Miguel and Marissa moved.But Gideon's men weren't amateurs. They moved in calculated patterns; their firepower r
Isabel POVI sat on the edge of the couch, the weight of the past few days pressing heavily on my chest.Miguel and Marissa were huddled at the table, their voices low as they reviewed the plan Victor had laid out. It was straightforward in theory: expose the information in the ledger through multiple channels to ensure it couldn't be suppressed. But in practice, it felt like a gamble with stakes far too high.I clutched the coffee mug in my hands, the heat seeping through my fingers as I tried to focus."You're quiet," Miguel said, his voice breaking through my thoughts.I looked up, meeting his steady gaze. "Just thinking.""Care to share?"I hesitated, then set the mug down. "Gideon's too calm. He's always a step ahead. What if this plan isn't enough?"Miguel POVIsabel's words hit harder than I wanted to admit. She was right—Gideon wasn't the kind of man to let things unravel without a contingency plan.Marissa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "We can't afford to secon
Isabel POVMiguel sat at the table; the ledger spread open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he flipped through its pages."What does it say?" I asked, breaking the silence. "It's not just numbers. There are names—people who worked with Gideon, who funded him, who stood by while he ruined lives."A chill ran down my spine. "Do you recognize any of them?"Miguel nodded slowly. "This one. Senator Halstead. If he's involved, it's bigger than we thought."Miguel POVEach entry wasn't just evidence—it was a ticking time bomb.Marissa paced near the window, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line. "Halstead is untouchable," she said, her voice low but firm. "If we go after him, we'll need more than this." She gestured toward the ledger.I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "He's not the only one. Look at this—bank accounts, shell companies. Gideon didn't just work alone; he built an empire.""And we just cracked its foundation," Marissa replied.Isabel POVMiguel and Marissa's
Isabel POVThe room descended into chaos, but my focus stayed locked on the ledger in my hands. It was the only leverage we had, and I wasn't about to let Gideon take it without a fight.Miguel and Marissa moved, firing at the two men Gideon had brought with him. I dropped to the floor, crawling toward the table for cover."You're running out of time, Isabel!" Gideon shouted.I glanced up and saw him advancing, Miguel POV"Stay down, Isabel!" I shouted, firing at Alex. The shot missed.Marissa ducked beside me, reloading her weapon. "They're pushing hard," she said."No kidding," I muttered."We need to end this," Marissa said, her eyes narrowing.Isabel POVI tried to think, to plan, but the noise and chaos made it impossible.Miguel's voice cut through the din. "Isabel, stay where you are!"I peeked over the edge of the table and saw Gideon advancing."Gideon!" I yelled.He paused, his eyes snapping to me. "Finally ready to cooperate?""Not exactly," I said.Miguel POVIsabel's voi
Isabel POVGideon stepped inside. His gaze sweeping the room with cold detachment. He looked at me last, his smirk twisting into something cruel.“Well, isn’t this cozy,” he drawled, tilting his head as if he were examining a piece of art. “Miguel, Marissa, and the ever-elusive Isabel. What a delightful reunion.”Miguel shifted, placing himself squarely between Gideon and me. His gun was steady, aimed at Gideon’s chest. “You’ve gone too far, Gideon.”Gideon laughed, the sound low and humorless. “Have I? Because from where I’m standing, I’d say I’m right on track.”Miguel POVI didn’t lower my weapon. “Call off your men,” I said, my voice as sharp as the tension in the air.His smirk widened. “What makes you think I need them? You’ve already handed me everything I need.”He signaled subtly with his hand, and two more figures appeared in the doorway. I recognized Alex instantly. Beside him stood another man, someone I didn’t recognize but whose build and stance screamed trouble.“We’re
Isabel POVThe clearing erupted into chaos. My heart pounded as I pressed myself against the rough bark of a tree.Miguel stood just ahead of me, his body a shield, his movements sharp and precise as he fired toward the enemy. Each shot seemed to echo endlessly, blending with the shouts and screams of men falling."Marissa, right flank!" Miguel barked.She responded instantly, her smaller weapon spitting fire as she picked off attackers with unerring accuracy. But for every one they took down, two more seemed to materialize from the shadows."Isabel!" Miguel’s voice cut through the noise. He turned to look at me, his expression fierce. "Stay low!"I nodded; my throat too tight to speak.Miguel POVThe attackers were relentless, each one moving with deadly purpose. These weren’t ordinary mercenaries. Gideon had sent his elite.I fired again, the recoil kicking against my shoulder. Another man fell, but there wasn’t time to savor the victory. My focus shifted to Isabel, who was doing he