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âMotherâŠ!â Reina exclaimed, sitting up, her heart beating wildly at the dream she had just had. She was about to place a hand on her racing heart to calm down when the door opened. She looked over, and her mouth hung open in shock at the handsome man who stood in the doorway. âYouâŠâ Reina breathed just as a happy smile started to form on her lips, and her cheeks turned crimson. She slyly, but quickly, tucked her hair behind her ears, an attempt to look presentable to the man at the door. She also wiped her lips with the back of her hand in case she had drooled. Just then another man in a white coat appeared behind him. That's when Reinaâs gaze scrutinized the place, her face twisting into confusion on realizing she was in a hospital ward. âWhy am I here?â Reina asked as she tried to recall how she ended up in a hospital. However, she was hit with a sudden severe headache and couldn't remember anything. Just the memory of her walking into Xavier at a coffee shop, which seemed to lin
Alfonso informed all the staff in Xavier's mansion about Reina, how they should address her, and keep their mouths shut. ~ It was afternoon when Xavier and Reina arrived at the mansion. She remained seated after Xavier exited the car. She was suddenly nervous. She didn't remember anything, and if she was right, what she remembered was their first encounter, but why does she feel something is amiss whenever she looks into Xavier's eyes? âWas he hiding something from her? Is it about the accident she had? What about her parents? Why hasn't Xavier said anything about them?â At the thought, Reina's heart skipped a beat as tears began to pool in her eyes. âWas she with her parents during the accident? Did theyâŠ?â âAre you alright, amore mio?â Xavier asked after opening Reina's side of the door and found her at the brink of tears. âWhere are my parents? Were they with me during the accident?â Reina asked, tears falling down her face. Xavier let out a shaky sigh before stretching out hi
"Ahh...â The uneasy cry of a woman could be heard coming out of the bedroom of a hotel suite. The bedroom door swung open, and a man dressed in his signature black jeans, black shirt, and black boots walked in. His perfectly trimmed dark hair was disheveled like he had passed a hand through it countless times, and his stone-cold expression made him look like a grim reaper who had come to take the soul of the poor woman inside the room. However, when his fierce gaze swept over to the naked petite woman twisting on the bed, he released a breath he didn't know he was holding and climbed up the bed at the speed of lightning. His trembling hands cupped her beautiful face that was flushed crimson with beads of sweat forming on her forehead. He caressed her smooth cheek with his thumb as he breathed out a soft, âMicetta.â Sensing the strong male hormones around her, Reina, feeling hot and needy, wrapped her hands around the man she thought was her husband's neck and leaned in toward the m
~~ One month earlier ~~ Warning: Chapter contains details of killing, trauma, and blood, and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is advisable you skip and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. Read at your own risk. ~ ⧠~ A woman in a black lace gown that enhanced her flawless fair skin walked out of the kitchen. Her beautiful face was swollen, and her eyes were red, an indication she had been crying a very long time. Yes, Reina just returned from her parents' burial; she was mourning their sudden death. Yet the first thing her husband demanded on reaching home was for her to prepare him coffee. Knowing how much he loved her coffee, she yielded and prepared it, hot and creamy, just like he preferred. With elegant steps, she approached him with a mug of coffee. âHere is your coffee, mi amor,â Reina said, handing the coffee to the devilishly handsome man seated on the sofa. His thick eyebrows were knitted to
Reina looked at the two with hot tears falling down her face. She was in immense pain; it felt like a fist was clenching around her heart; she couldn't remember how to breathe. She clutched her chest as she looked at her husband spanking and squeezing Bianca's ass. How Bianca will pull away from the kiss and moan breathlessly with her head thrown back, Lucas leaving trails of wet kisses and bite marks on her neck and shoulders. There was no doubt this wasn't the first time. There were days she found lipstick stains on Lucas' shirt and even brief, when he returned from work, giving her a vivid imagination of what might have happened. She told Bianca, and Bianca accused Lucas' secretary. However, when they confronted Lucas' secretary, Reina found out the poor lady was a lesbian. Reina had confronted Lucas, and their arguments always ended with her trying to please Lucas for doubting him. The mystery woman she was searching for was her best friend all along. Lucas, in a husky, longing vo
Reina took a relaxing bath and applied medication to the bruises on her face with Amaliaâs help. The tantalizing scent of sizzling tortillas, eggs, and bacon welcomes her upon returning to her room. Her gaze went to the tray holding covered dishes, orange juice, and a jug of water resting on a table in the corner. The maid, as stubborn as Reina, still managed to sneak her food as a form of gratitude before she left. "Madam, I will leave you to get dressed; please enjoy your meal. I will leave the door open for your convenience." Amalia said. Reina nodded with a warm smile. The moment Amalia left the room, Reina sank onto her bed, tears streaming down her bruised face. She tried to conceal her pain. She didn't want to show how broken she was in front of everyone, especially her husband. But now she couldn't hold on any longer. It hurtsâit hurts so bad. Why? Why does this keep happening to her? Why did she have to endure the agony of rejection over and over again because of who her par
Reina made her way to the living room an hour later, the soft glow from the chandelier casting a warm light across her features. Her slightly tousled curly hair framed her face as she surveyed the room, her eyes glinting with curiosity. She was dressed in a stunning champagne mermaid gown with a silver diamond-embroidered lace design artfully appliquéd with sequin accents. The dress hugged her curves with a flattering basque waistline that accentuated her silhouette. Its deep v-neckline, held delicately by fine spaghetti straps, added a touch of elegance, while the sheer bustier bodice infused the ensemble with a hint of sensuality. The light fabric shimmered softly, catching the light with every movement, transforming her into a vision of grace and allure. She was wearing a diamond necklace and earrings that accentuated her beautiful long neck and a silver mirror stiletto, accessorized with diamonds. The faint sound of her heel against the tiled floor drew the attention of everyone in
âFifty million,â Xavier announced, causing the air to thicken with gasps and whispers. The crowd turned, their curiosity piqued, eager to catch a glimpse of the enigmatic figure wearing a golden mask who had casually tossed around such an astonishing sum like it was merely pocket change. âFifty million! Fifty million going once, fifty million going twice... Sold!â The auctioneerâs voice rang with finality. âLetâs give a round of applause to our generous bidder for acquiring our stunning centerpiece,â the auctioneer announced, a note of excitement lacing his voice. The crowd erupted into applause, their clapping filling the air with vibrant energy. Alfonso stood up and made his way to retrieve the necklace that had captured everyoneâs attention. âNow that the bidding has concluded, letâs move to the hall and enjoy the party,â the auctioneer announced, his tone upbeat. However, Lucas, growing increasingly agitated at the fact that he lost to the golden mask man, abruptly stood and stor
Alfonso informed all the staff in Xavier's mansion about Reina, how they should address her, and keep their mouths shut. ~ It was afternoon when Xavier and Reina arrived at the mansion. She remained seated after Xavier exited the car. She was suddenly nervous. She didn't remember anything, and if she was right, what she remembered was their first encounter, but why does she feel something is amiss whenever she looks into Xavier's eyes? âWas he hiding something from her? Is it about the accident she had? What about her parents? Why hasn't Xavier said anything about them?â At the thought, Reina's heart skipped a beat as tears began to pool in her eyes. âWas she with her parents during the accident? Did theyâŠ?â âAre you alright, amore mio?â Xavier asked after opening Reina's side of the door and found her at the brink of tears. âWhere are my parents? Were they with me during the accident?â Reina asked, tears falling down her face. Xavier let out a shaky sigh before stretching out hi
âMotherâŠ!â Reina exclaimed, sitting up, her heart beating wildly at the dream she had just had. She was about to place a hand on her racing heart to calm down when the door opened. She looked over, and her mouth hung open in shock at the handsome man who stood in the doorway. âYouâŠâ Reina breathed just as a happy smile started to form on her lips, and her cheeks turned crimson. She slyly, but quickly, tucked her hair behind her ears, an attempt to look presentable to the man at the door. She also wiped her lips with the back of her hand in case she had drooled. Just then another man in a white coat appeared behind him. That's when Reinaâs gaze scrutinized the place, her face twisting into confusion on realizing she was in a hospital ward. âWhy am I here?â Reina asked as she tried to recall how she ended up in a hospital. However, she was hit with a sudden severe headache and couldn't remember anything. Just the memory of her walking into Xavier at a coffee shop, which seemed to lin
One week ago, Bianca and Lucas went to the club together. There she overheard some ladies' conversation regarding a sex trafficker named Nikolia. And after some investigation, Bianca spoke with the manager, who, after Bianca revealed her purpose, agreed to help her. But he also explained he couldn't just take the girl Bianca wanted him to take, but they had to go through the necessary paperwork and process, and also how the said person would be auctioned for the highest bidder to buy her. So the man gave Bianca the contact information of Nikolia but told Bianca to never tell him he gave her the information. Two days later, after deciding how to speak with Nikolia, Bianca called him. ~~~ Inside Nikolia's office, Nikolia and Xavier were in the middle of a discussion when his telephone began to ring. He answered it on a loudspeaker, and a small woman's voice came through. âHello, am I speaking to Don Nikolia?â Nikolia shared a perplexed look with Xavier before answering. âYes, how
~ Seven and a half years ago ~Reina's eyes flew open at the sound of her alarm, a broad smile appearing on her lips as she realized today was her nineteenth birthday. She got off the bed just as there was a knock at her door.âWho is it?â Reina asked, stretching out as her door opened to reveal her parents, with her dad holding in his hands a cake.âHappy birthday, mi hija,â Reina's mother said as she pulled her into a tight hug.âThank you, Mom,â Reina replied with a happy smile. Her father hugged her, and after making a wish, they left her to get ready.Reina had walked out of the bathroom when she heard the sound of her phone ringing. She approached it and saw it was Bianca. Smiling, she answered the call and took it to her ear.âHappy birthday, bestie,â Bianca's cheerful voice sounded from the phone, and Reina's smile widened.âThank you, Bianca. HowâŠâ Reina began, but Bianca interrupted her with,âUm, you know Lucas? The guy I introduced to you?â she asked,âOh yeah, Lucas, righ
Trigger warning: torture and bloody scenes. Please skip if you are easily triggered. ~~~ Inside a dimly lit cell, the agonizing cry of a man drenched in blood could be heard. In front of the man stood Xavier, whose knuckles were bloodied with the man's blood, and inside his hand was a small tool that was similar to a plier. âIt's such a pity you still refused to speak because I was planning to let your wife and two daughters go, but guess what?â Xavier asked, his voice so cold, it sent chills creeping down Diego's spine. âMotherfuckerâŠ! What did you do to my wife and kids?!â Diego, Andre's assistant, asked in a loud but shaky voice. âOh, you will find out once I'm done with you,â Xavier said menacingly. âYou devil, you wouldn't know when you got hitâŠâ Diego was saying when Xavier shook his head, waving his index finger at him, an indication for Diego to shut up. âNo, no, no,â Xavier said, taking his hand, and with the plier, he pulled out Diego's thumbnail. âAhhh, fuck!â He
âWho is it?â Lucas asked with a hoarse edge to his voice, heavy with tension.âItâs your father, Lucas. Thereâs something important we need to discuss,â Enzo called out, his tone steady yet urgent.âCanât it wait? Iâm... Iâm kind of in the middle of something right now,â Lucas replied, frustration creeping into his words. âOf course, of course, I can wait,â Enzo responded in a calm voice.âOkay, I will come down once I'm done,â Lucas said as he took his dick in his hand to thrust into Reina, but he realized he would hurt her since she wasn't ready, so he got off her and decided to wait till she's awake. He got out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom.Reina's eyes fluttered open at the jolting sound of the bathroom door slamming shut. Her body remained motionless on the bed, trapped in a mist of confusion as fragments of her past and present collided in her mind. Memories floated around her like wisps of fog, subtle and intangible.She could visualize her marriage, a tapestry wov
Lucas' heart pound fiercely in his chest as the truck he was driving was halted upon their arrival at the iron gates that were heavily guarded by Xavier's men. The tension in the air was palpable.âWe will perform a swift search. Thereâs an assassin who might be hiding in the trunk of your truck,â Dimitri declared, his voice steady yet authoritative. Lucas nodded, attempting to mask the anxiety swirling within him. âOkay, okay, please go ahead,â he responded, but inside, a storm of panic raged. âNo, he couldnât let them take Reina.â Determined not to let them find Reina, Lucasâ gaze moved to the strong iron gates looming ahead as doubts crept into his mind. He wondered if the truck would withstand the impact if he dared to hit it.But he quickly banished the thought when he heard the leader of the men speak.âStop!â Dimitri commanded the men who were approaching the trunk. âThe intruder has been arrested.â With a hand gesture, he signaled to his men at the gate to open it, allowing L
âWhat? Mother, are you saying Iâm not your daughter?â Ximenaâs eyes widened in confusion, her mind racing for an explanation. âNo, I gave birth to you. You are my flesh and blood,â Rosario reassured her, frustration mingling with love in her tone. âHowever, Lucas⊠Heâs not blood. He was adopted by my sister.â âHow? But I saw pictures of your pregnant sister.â Ximena asked, perplexed. Rosario sat quietly, her expression shifting as she recalled a painful memory. âYes, my sister was indeed pregnant, and she gave birth, but he was stillborn. There was this new mother who didn't have a home; she lived on the street. She was in the same hospital ward as my sister,â Rosario began, her voice tinged with sadness. âShe had a striking resemblance to my sisterâblonde hair and piercing gray eyes.â Rosario's fingers fidgeted nervously as she continued, âThe woman seemed fine, full of hope, but then came the moment for her first walk after delivery. When she stood up from the bed, it was as if
With Enzo and Lucas out tending to their respective duties, the house felt unusually quiet. Rosario sat in the living room, her gaze occasionally drifting toward Ximena, who remained slumped on the couch, as if the world rested on her shoulders. Ximena didn't go to work because she had been feeling under the weather for days now.âHere, madam,â the maid announced softly, handing a glass of lemonade perched on a tray.âThank you,â Ximena replied, her voice barely above a whisper as she took the drink. She immediately took the glass to her lips, taking a generous sip.âAhhhâŠâ she moaned, the cool, savory flavor awakening her senses. She felt delighted; todayâs lemonade was exceptionally delicious, quenching her thirst perfectly.Rosario looked at Ximena at her behavior once again. She had noticed the changes in Ximena the past few days. A motherâs instinct nagged at her; she was unwilling to acknowledge the truth, but it was undeniableâher daughter was pregnant.âDidnât Marco promise to