Miguel's POVI paced from my wardrobe to the bed as I threw a bunch of shirt and trousers into my suitcase. " Miguel don't you think you're taking this too far." My mum said in a low tone beside me. I ignored her and just kept on packing clothes into my suitcase. " Miguel! I'm talking to you!" " Mum, I've done nothing but listen to you but you don't listen to me. I've told you to leave this man." " Miguel he changed and I know this was just a slip up. He apologised." I still wonder what exactly she sees in him that makes her remain in his space. At first I thought it was because of I was a kid and divorce might have a negative and traumatic impact on me. Right now I'm an adult, old enough to know how this works. " Mum, I love you so much but I can't stay here and watch him slip up." I said adding more stress to the 'slip up.' "I'm going to be at my pent house in town and would come here on the weekends. You wont even notice I'm not around." I said with my mind fully made up. " M
Isabel POV Trusting someone has proven to be the risky thing to do. You trust someone they either die or they betray you in way you thought could never be possible. I stood in front of Lawson industries now called Reyes industries. The exterior was exactly the same way I left it. Coming back here reminded me of when this used to be all mine and soon it would be all mine again. My red heels clicked on the shiny tiles as I made my way to the elevator. I pressed the button that had a seven engraved on it. The rage in my heart heightened when I saw the name that was now engraved on the CEO office door. Reyes Antonio. I cringed as I read the name in my mind. I twisted the knob of the barging in. My eyes met with Antonio in a very compromising position. He had a girl bent over on the table while he was behind her with his pants down. " What the fuck Esme!" Antonio shouted as he pulled his pants up while the girls pulled her gown down and walked out. I rolled my eyes at his childishness.
Antonio's POV " You fucking broke the agreement!" I said angrily at him. He stood in front of me clearly unconcerned as he took out a cigarette and lit it. " Antonio is that why you asked to see me here?" Miguel asked calmly as he blew the smoke out of his mouth. " She found out! She wasn't meant to find out. Don't you get it Miguel." I followed the movement of his hand as he took the cigarette out of in between his lips." You know if there's anyone that should be worried about this matter it should be me. I lost my chance at being with the woman I love and cherish, the merger is off, you spoilt my name in the company inner circle and all this happened because of some stupid deal you manipulated me into signing." " You know very well why you couldn't be with her, you think I wanted to marry her?" He said nothing but blew more smoke out of his mouth. " I need you to talk to her, my company is under some serious investigation and —"" Your company?" He asked before laughing hyster
Miguel POV.It looked like someone opened a time machine box releasing all the past to come back. I can't wrap my head around the fact that things that had died and been buried were coming alive. Right here on my table was a flash drive, a police report dated years ago and a photograph of a young girl. A face that I could never forget. My pulse quickened as the memory from years ago replayed in my mind. A night that had gone wrong. RosaYes that was her name. She was a sophomore. I picked up the original police report that waa filed that night. Someone is definitely coming at me and this is way beyond just Antonio. He wouldn't do this because he was involved in this case. Using this case to drag me to the dirt would also drag him too and the Antonio is too selfish not to think of himself. I scanned the box that I had removed this disturbing past from and it had no return address, no name, absolutely nothing that can help me trace the sender. I inserted the flash drive into my lapto
Isabel POV I stood in front of the white bungalow with a red door. I took one more look at the address then at the house number just to be sure I was at the right place. Why would she come all the way to Paris? Like France! I adjusted my coat taking in a deep breath before walking to the red shiny door. I knocked on the door and few minutes later the door swung open revealing a little girl of about seven years." Hi." I greeted. She looked at me weirdly squinting her eyes at me. " You don't look like a nanny, you look young so I'm pretty sure you can't make my favourite meal. So, no you can't be my nanny. Don't bother entering." She ranted maintaining eye contact with me the whole time. I stood there confused at what this was all about. " Who's at the door Esme?" Someone called out from inside the house. The little girl looked at me straight in the eye and shouted a no replying that person before slamming the door in my face. Ok that had to be one rude girl. I knocked again and th
Isabel POV.I got to the park to find him already seated waiting for me. " Are you always this late ?" Jamin asked immediately he saw me " Good morning to you." I said as I took a sip from my coffee. " Why are you late."" Last I checked I don't work for your." He rolled his eyes at me." Let's go." He said standing up which I followed suit immediately. We walked towards the black Rolls Royce. We got in and got settled in. " Now tell me , how can you help." I asked immediately he started driving." Who are you looking for?" " I'm looking for Katie, She was my nanny at some point in my life" His head snapped at me like he was suprised." What a coincidence Miss Cruz." " I don't remember telling you my name, how do you know my name? Are you stalking me?" I asked as all my safety senses got alerted." No, I don't. I don't stalk people. It's usually the other way round." I rolled my eyes at him. His confidence is as big as a house." So where are we going to?" I asked. " It's not to
Isabel POV My short stay in Paris was good all thanks to aunt Katie and Jamin. Jamin was nice enough to show me around his company, some cool spot I could sit and watch the sun set and most importantly a cafe to get the best coffee in all of Paris. " Would I see you again?" Katie asked. " Maybe I might be back." I said before engulfing her in a big hug which she reciprocated. " Well it was nice meeting you Miss Cruz." " Nice to meet you too Mr. Cole." I got on the plane back to Philippines. There was something different in the air. Immediately I entered Philippines the aura was very different from that of Paris. My driver was already stationed at the arrival terminal waiting for me. " Welcome back Miss Cruz." He said getting my luggage from me to put it in the car. " Thank you Benjamin." " Ma'am your father wants to see you." I knew that by father he meant Mr. Cruz. I would admit with everything that has been happening I hadn't gone home. It was funny how quickly the Cruz dyna
Miguel POV It is so hurtful for the one you love to lose their trust in you all because of your foolishness. I dailed her number again. " Hi, this is Isabel. Just drop a message and I'll get back to you later." It had been going straight to voicemail but I just kept on calling from time to time hoping that one day she would pick my calls and hear me out. I knew I had a lot on my plate to deal with. The company, and the gang rape video from the past that is in God knows who's hand. If that video was to release it would be very lethal and destructive. It would have a very negative impact on every one that was involved. I just needed a distraction from my noisy mind, and escape room where I could settle down for a moment. That distraction and safe space was Isabel. I decided to go to her office, I believe I have given her enough space for her to process everything. I don't think I can go another day without hearing from her. I alighted in front of Cruz group building. I got greeting
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