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~~~The previous night~~~ In a club a few meters from the hotel, Natalie Romano was sitting on a sofa with a half bottle of expensive whiskey in front of her. She reached for the bottle and poured herself another glass and gulped it down. “Damn you! Alfonso!” She exclaimed in a drunken voice, "Am I not pretty?!” She poured herself another glass and gulped it down. Natalie has been obsessed with Alfonso since childhood, but the arrogant bastard never spared her even a glance. She used to do all stupid stuff, even putting her life in danger, just to have him come to her rescue. However, recently she found out from one of the guards she paid to report all of Alfonso's daily activities to her that Alfonso was seeing someone again after the previous one. She got pictures of them being intimate. But yesterday, she found out he proposed to the girl. She had wanted to find that bitch and kill her. But she didn't want Alfonso to hate her. Unable to take more of the pain, she escaped from ho
A few minutes later, Reina arrived at Lucas's suite. Seeing the bodyguards at the door, she realized why the man had been able to enter their suite; Lucas had left with them. The bodyguards acknowledged her arrival with, “Madam.” Reina let out a forceful smile as one of them opened the door for her. On entering, she saw Lucas walking out of the bedroom in a white shirt tucked into his signature cream trouser. But his expression switched when he saw her. “Mi amor,” Reina said, stopping in front of him. “What are you doing here?” Lucas asked, his voice cold and dismissive as he turned to walk away, but Reina’s fingers wrapped around his wrist, her grip firm yet pleading. “My love,” she began, her voice quivering with emotion. “I came to see you. Why did you move into a new place? Why didn’t you come back to our suite? I was waiting for you.” As Reina spoke, the hope in her eyes gleamed like fragile glass, ready to break with any harsh word. At her words, Lucas smirked, a bitte
As the video played out in front of her, a wave of disbelief washed over Reina. Tears kept falling down her cheeks as she sat on the edge of the sofa, the flickering light from the screen casting shadows across her anguished face. She could hardly fathom the reality of what she was witnessing. She never would have believed it if someone had told her. For the four years she had been married to Lucas, she had never taken control in their intimate moments, to mention riding a man’s dick; she didn't even know she could do it. But now, there it was—evidence. Lucas had often expressed his frustrations about her lack of enthusiasm in their intimacy, yet there she was... Feeling utterly devastated by a betrayal she hadn’t even known she was capable of. Her finger trembled as she pressed the delete button. Erasing the video. She turned to face Lucas and handed the phone back to him, desperation etched in her features. “Lucas, please believe me,” she pleaded urgently, her voice cracking wit
Reina's eyes shot open, her heart racing as she sat up, drenched in her own sweat. She was having a recurring dream where she was breastfeeding a newborn baby with piercing green eyes staring back at her as he sucked on her nipple. His piercing green eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart swell with love. He latched onto her breast, warmth radiating between them, a bond so tender it felt real—until it was shattered. Out of nowhere, a woman in a flowing black dress whose face she couldn't make out due to the flimsy black veil on her head came and seized the baby from her, yanking him away with a swift, ruthless motion. Panic surged through Reina as she sprang to her feet, her body fueled by an instinct as she lunged toward the woman to reclaim her baby. Yet, as if trapped in an invisible web, the distance between them stretched impossibly far, each step she took forward, as the room echoed with the heart-wrenching cries of her baby, a sound that pierced through
After giving Xavier the needed medication, Dr. Emiliano walked out of the penthouse and found Alfonso leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his fingers. He took it to his lips, taking a drag, and blew smoke rings into the air. “Little brother,” Dr. Emiliano purposely called, knowing how his brother hated being called that. Alfonso turned to him and grinned and asked with a raised brow. “I can see you have a death wish?” “No, it's you who has a death wish. I don't know what happened with Xavier, but he gave his life before, and he would again if he had to, so long as she was happy. You of all people know how far he would go for her, even if he has to…” Emiliano sighed, not saying what he wanted to say, and patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "Mum misses you; come and see her one of these days.” Alfonso gave a slow nod, his eyes following Emiliano as he strolled away, heading toward the elevator door, which opened to reveal Yolanda, holding his little Warrior by the
The moment Reina walked into Xavier, everyone in the reception area gasped. The atmosphere shifted with an unspoken tension as every gaze turned toward her, wide with a mixture of awe and concern. Whispers erupt through the crowd, rising in anxious murmurs, each one laced with the knowledge of Xavier's notorious reputation—his ruthless treatment of women who intentionally dared to throw themselves at him. Just then, Xavier’s voice sliced through the chatter, cold and commanding, resonating with a chilling authority that silenced the room in an instant. “Where do you think you’re going with that?” A dark, icy voice asked above Reina's head, sending bolts of shivers down her spine and an unexpected throbbing down her lower region; her legs turned jelly. Getting hold of herself, Reina pulled away and looked up, only to be lost in the mesmerizing greens. Reina blinked, and without a word turned to walk away, but a firm grip on her arm pulled her back. Reina looked up at Xavier's face wi
The meeting with the board members had taken longer than expected. It turned out one of the reporters had managed to release a video of him with Reina. Although his face did not appear in the footage, Reina's was visible. How her eyes widened the moment the camera focused on her. As Xavier replayed the video on his laptop for what felt like the hundredth time, a sense of unrest settled within him. He doesn't know why, but for some reason, something about Reina's reaction in the video struck him as someone who had endured a great deal of pain. He found himself watching the video again, completely losing focus on the meeting. Meanwhile, the meeting continued to drag, the room filled with murmurings about the hotel’s looming crisis. The hotel’s clients had raised vehement concerns over privacy violations and are demanding for the situation to be addressed by the hotel management to be rest assured incidents as such wouldn't repeat. Xavier glanced at the watch strapped to his wrist, i
“I-I heard it from... I don’t know!” Reina shouted, her voice trembling as she struggled beneath Xavier, the weight of his presence pinning her down. Desperation flickered in her gaze, searching for a glimmer of understanding amid the chaos. Frustration boiled over in Xavier at her answer, his voice low and dangerous as he growled. “Why would you claim to be my wife?!” His fist punched the pillow just inches from Reina’s head in a fit of rage. The air crackled with tension as Reina’s eyes widened in shock. A gasp escaped her lips as tears pooled in her bright gaze, the hurt, fear, and confusion evident in her expression. “I'm sorry! I’m not your wife. Please, don’t hurt me…” Reina whispered, her voice and body trembling with fear as tears streamed down her temples, glistening in the dim light. “I’m sorry, Micetta, I didn’t mean to lose it,” Xavier said, his brow furrowed with guilt. He gently cupped her cheek, his touch both tender and conflicted. He leaned in, hoping to share a
After helping Alexandre with his evening bath, Reina settled into the plush sofa as she lifted Alexandre onto her lap, his small frame nestling comfortably against her. With a warm smile, she reached for the book that lay on the table. She opened it; the familiar smell of paper and ink wafted up, and she began to read the story, her voice weaving through the words like a soothing lullaby in the cozy glow of the room.“Once upon a time, there lived a pig mummy and her three little pigs. One day, when the little pigs were hungry, their Mummy pig went into the kitchen to prepare their meal, but she found there was no food; she checked her wallet, and all her money was gone too.”“Oh, no…” Alexandre said, and Reina smiled and continued.“Not knowing what to do, Mummy Pig told the three little pigs they were old enough, so she sent them to go and begin their life. But told the three little pigs to be careful of the big bad wolf in the forest." At Reina's words, Alexandre snuggled into his
The weight of Enzo's choices bore down on him like a crushing tide. He had thought he could prevent the inevitable when he and his family moved to Mexico. He believed, in his naive hopefulness, that a fresh start in Mexico would shield them from the dark shadows of his past. They had moved from one house to another over the course of two years, each time feeling the suffocating grip of fear tighten around them whenever they caught the slightest hint of someone watching, lurking. Yet despite their efforts, Don Emilio had always managed to track them down, proving that some devils never truly rest.But one week ago, he went back to his other family back in Italy, only to uncover the shocking truth that Don Emilio had been training his 4 years innocent young son, wielding him as a weapon against his own blood. As Enzo stood there, heart racing as his little son held a gun pointed at him, he never expected that the moment would come when his boy would pull a trigger.But in a twist of f
The moment Lucas entered his office and Victor saw him, his heart skipped a beat at his friend's appearance, twisting his insides with the weight of his betrayal.“Man, when did you arrive?” Victor asked, forcing a casual tone that didn't quite mask the turmoil brewing beneath the surface. His mind raced, grappling with the remorse that clawed at him for betraying the very man who trusted him.“An hour ago,” Lucas replied, settling into his chair. His mind racing to a memory he recalled on his way back, a memory from his childhood he had forgotten, a memory of him and his mom, together with his dad, visiting an amusement park he had seen in Italy, when he went looking for Reina. Lucas closed his eyes as a memory he had locked away in his mind for years began to play in his mind. ~ Flashback, 26 years ago ~“Mummy, why are you hiding me in here? It’s so dark, and I’m scared,” 5-year-old Lucas whimpered, his small voice trembling in the dim light as he watched his mother’s heart-wrench
~~~ Colombia. It was a few minutes past midnight when Victor woke up to the sound of his door creaking open. Heart pounding, he swiftly reached beneath his pillow, fingers wrapping around the cold, hard grip of his gun. With a burst of adrenaline, he rolled off the bed, flicking the switch, flooding the room with light, cutting through the shadows as it illuminated the figure standing in the doorway. He froze as his grip around the gun faltered as his breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening in disbelief at the unexpected sight before him. “Miss Bianca, what are you doing in my room naked?” Victor asked in a hoarse voice. Bianca smiled sultry and began approaching Victor, pulling off the flimsy robe she was wearing. “What is wrong, Victor? Don't tell me you don't want this as much as I do. I've noticed the way your eyes linger on me these past few days, filled with desire, each glance a silent confession of your feelings. I know you want us to start off where we ended last ti
Reina approached Xavier's dark ebony door, its smooth surface gleaming ominously in the dim hallway light. With a gentle knock, she hesitated, anxiety swirling within her, before finally turning the knob. However, as she pushed the door open, a jolt of surprise coursed through her when she found herself face to face with Alfonso, his posture tense and eyes wild. Caught off guard, Reina forced a smile, trying to mask her uneasiness. “I was coming to check if…,” she began, but Alfonso interrupted her, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “...if he was dead?” He finished, a manic grin stretching across his face, although it barely concealed the anger that simmered just beneath the surface. Reina’s face contorted into a frown as she absorbed his words. “Excuse me?” She retorted, indignation flaring within her. “Why else would you be here if not to confirm that you successfully killed him?” Alfonso shot back, his expression a mixture of mischievous delight and suppressed rage. “I w
“You bitch! It's your fault he got bitten by a snake!” Yolanda shouted, her voice trembling with emotion. Reina, momentarily stunned, shook her head in disbelief. “No,” she whispered, trying to steady herself as she felt the weight of Yolanda's words bearing down on her. “Where is he? I need to see him!” With a sense of desperation, Reina pushed past Yolanda, intent on reaching Xavier. But Yolanda, fueled by anger and fear, shoved her back. Reina dropped to the floor, feeling lost and helpless in that moment. “You have no right to go in there!” Yolanda exclaimed. Reina stood up, determination coursing through her veins as she slapped Yolanda twice and yelled, “This is the last time you'll lay your hand on me, and you have no right to stop me from seeing Xavier. If you're his fiancée, I'm his fucking whore!!” “You shameless bitch!” Yolanda said, lifting her hand to deliver another slap. “Don’t hit my mummy, you bad woman!” cried a small voice, filled with determination. Reina
Xavier picked up Reina's trail a few minutes into the forest, and his heart skipped a beat at the thought of where she was heading. The place flashing in his mind like a warning light. With urgency, he began to run after her. Years ago, his grandfather, Emilio, had uncovered a hidden clearing deep within the woods—a treacherous haven inhabited by venomous snakes. And they attacked on any intrusion. This place, once a secret, had become a nightmarish landscape; it was where traitors were sent to endure a fate worse than death, a torturous ground steeped in fear and betrayal. The thought of Reina venturing into such danger sent a shiver down his spine, fueling his desperate chase through the tangled trees.~ ♤ ~ Xavier halted abruptly, his heart racing at the sight of Reina rooted to the spot, her body trembling with fear. There were snakes gaining in on her, some hanging from the branches of the tree above her.“No matter what, don't move!” Xavier said in a reassuring voice. His bari
Xavier's heart raced as he dashed out and jumped into one of his cars. The engine roared to life, and he sped toward the gate with a mix of urgency. Questions buzzed in his mind like angry hornets. Why would Reina resort to such risky behavior? Was she desperate to flee from him so much that she put her life in danger? Xavier's grip around the steering wheel tightened as the tires screeched to a halt as he approached the gate. The bodyguards, who had been on high alert, exchanged surprised glances at the sight of their boss stepping out of the vehicle, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern. “Boss,” Dimitri, the leader of the bodyguards, said, his brow furrowing as he met his boss’s anxious expression. “My wife is lost in the woods; mobilize the men to begin a search. I'm going after her,” Xavier said impatiently, walking ahead; his mind raced with thoughts of finding her in one piece. “Fuck!” he cursed frustrated. “But boss, there are enemies lurking in the woods, ready
Reina, in black, comfortable sneakers and fitted jeans, the fabric of her black sweater a stark contrast to her fair skin, and her long hair was pulled neatly into a ponytail that swayed with her movements, was anxiously pacing in her brightly lit room, the silence of the night amplifying the whirlpool of thoughts in her mind. She paused, her gaze fixed on the clock mounted on the wall. It was eleven o'clock. Biting her thumbnail—a habit she had since childhood—she does that whenever she is about to do something wrong, like taking something she knew wasn't hers. Reina took a deep breath before heading into the closet.A few minutes later, she emerged, clutched in her hand was a glittering purse that sparkled in the bright light. She glanced at the clock again; it was twenty minutes past eleven. Taking a deep breath, Reina approached her bedroom door, her heart racing with each step. She opened it slowly, peeking out into the hallway that was shrouded in darkness and stillness. The hou