âI-I heard it from... I donât know!â 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. âWhy would you claim to be my wife?!â His fist punched the pillow just inches from Reinaâs head in a fit of rage. The air crackled with tension as Reinaâs 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. âI'm sorry! Iâm not your wife. Please, donât hurt meâŠâ Reina whispered, her voice and body trembling with fear as tears streamed down her temples, glistening in the dim light. âIâm sorry, Micetta, I didnât mean to lose it,â 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 Reina left, Xavier, with bloodshot eyes, watched from his phone, his heart racing as Reina walked into the elevator, not turning to look back once. It was clear how desperately she wanted to escape his presence; she didn't even ponder his words for just a second when she ran off. âBoss, it started to rain a few minutes ago? Shouldn't we stop her?â Alfonso blurted out, but his words died in his throat under the weight of Xavierâs seething glare. Xavier swiftly switched to the footage inside the elevator.Through the video, he saw Reina lash out in frustration, kicking the cold, metallic wall with a force that left her wincing in pain. She passed her hands over her hair and bent down, hugging her knees. She cradled her head in her hands, fingertips tugging through her hair in exasperation, before bending down to wrap her arms around her knees. In that moment, she appeared small and vulnerable, a contrast to the fierce spirit he had come to know.Inside the elevator, Reina began t
Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence, murder, and blood and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you skip them and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. (Read at your own risk.) Reina looked up, her heart racing as she caught sight of Xavier in the rain. The rain poured down his body in sheets, cascading off his tousled hair and soaking his clothes as he held a glock in his hand, the metal glinting ominously under the fleeting flashes of lightning. His expression was fierce and menacing, a mix of vexation and danger that sent bolts of chills down her spine. Xavier approached Reina, and when the other thug was getting up, he blew his brain out while holding her gaze. Reina jumped when the gun went off and he smirked. He tucked the gun behind him and stalked towards her. She took a step back with each step Xavier took. âYou.. killed themâŠâ she said, her back hitting the wall, and
~~~ Colombia. In an enormous bedroom in the black mansion. Lucas was lying in bed with his head thrown back as Bianca, who was riding his cock, let out pleasurable moans every time she slammed down on his dick. He switched their positions, his dick still inside Bianca as he began thrusting into her. âFuck me harder! Mi amor,â Bianca cried as tears of pleasure fell down her temples. Lucas lifted her legs over his shoulders, his hand holding her hips as he pounded into her pussy ruthlessly. âAhhh! Fuck me! Fuck my tight pussy harder baby!â Bianca screamed as she began to rub her clit. âAhhh!! Fuck!â Bianca cried, pulling away from Lucas' ruthless thrust, unable to take more of the pleasure. She has become sensitive; she couldn't tell the number of times she had cum. Lucas held her hips, pulling her back and thrusting into her as he began to pound into her, chasing his orgasm. âFuck, Bianca!â Lucas grunted, dropping onto Bianca as he released into her. He sealed her mouth and began
Two days later. Reina sat on top of a tall, wooden stool beside the kitchen island, her cheek resting in the palm of her hand. She lazily scooped a spoonful of vanilla ice cream from the chilled bowl before her. Despite the delightful treat, a frown tugged at her lips, betraying the sadness in her expression. The soft sound of a spoon clinking against the ceramic was the only interruption in the tranquil silence. For the past two days, her only companion had been the cheerful maid, Simona, whose warm demeanor offered a sense of comfort in the otherwise quiet house. âWhat is troubling you, Miss Reina?â Simona asked, her voice gentle and filled with concern. Reina sighed, shaking her head as she set down her spoon, her thoughts drifting. âNothing in particular,â she finally replied, her voice barely above a whisper. âI want to go out. Iâm just so tired of being cooped up in this room. Back at home, even as a stay-at-home wife, I relished the freedom to explore. The garden and librar
Xavier stood by the expansive glass wall, gazing down at the vibrant, bustling city below, with one hand casually tucked in his pocket, focused on the phone call he was making, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration. As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of movement in his peripheral vision and noticed a reflection approaching from behind. He turned, and at that moment, he was spellbound by the enchanting figure dressed in white walking towards him, her cheeks crimson with a small smile on her lips. Even without makeup enhancing her features, she was undeniably the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes onâhis wife. âSoldier, Daddy will hang up now; donât stress out your aunty too much, okay?â He said warmly into the phone, his voice gentle and reassuring. âOkay, Daddy,â came the tiny reply from Alexandre. With a swift motion, Xavier ended the call, his mind shifting back to Reina. However, Reina, at Xavier's words, stood there, her heart racing with a mix of intrigue and an
âYour fiancĂ© is such an understanding woman,â Reina remarked, her voice light as she took Xavierâs hand and stepped out of the car. The grandeur of the mansion loomed before them, its stone facade glimmering under the flashes of eager cameras capturing their every moment. âShe isnât my fiancĂ©,â Xavier replied sharply, the tension evident in his voice as they moved toward the entrance, his hand firmly, yet possessively, wrapped around Reina's waist. The air was thick with unsaid words and unresolved emotions as they walked through the crowd of paparazzi. âNot your fiancĂ©? Your fuck toy then?â Reina blurted out, shock coursing through her at her own daring question. Xavier halted, turning to lock eyes with her, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. The amusement in his gaze cut deeper than Reina had expected. âAre you jealous?â he asked, the teasing lilt in his voice contrasting with the tightness in Reina's chest as she anticipated his answer. âNo!â She lied, the word esc
A sharp gasp echoed through the grand hall, cutting through the ambient chatter like a knife. Eyes turned, and whispers began to ripple among the crowd. In an instinctive reaction, Xavier swiftly pulled Reina to his side, his voice a low growl, edged with frustration as he demanded. âWhat the hell is wrong with you?â The shock of the moment hung thick in the air; of all places in the world, this was where she chose to break the mold and take the initiative? Xavier thought. Yet, unbeknownst to Xavier, his abruptness stung Reina's pride deeply. Her heart sank at his tone, her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment as she stood silently beside him, her gaze cast down, avoiding the stares of onlookers, the polished marble floor suddenly becoming her sole focus as silence enveloped her. Standing stiffly beside him, she felt the weight of the moment press down on her, her heart racing as Xavier continued his conversation with the men before them, oblivious to her turmoil. At that mome
âDid you miss me, mi amor?â Lucas asked, grinning.âHow did you get in?â Reina asked, looking in Xavier's direction, and like she had expected, he was approaching them with a deadly expression.âOh, about that, I got the invitation from your lover's father,â Lucas responded.âHow is that?â Reina asked as she couldn't understand why Xavier's father would do that. Questions creeping into her mind as she tried to make sense of Lucas' words.âBecause I'm his son,â Lucas revealed, his grin widening.âWhatâŠwhat?â Reina stuttered, her eyes widening with disbelief.âYes, mi amor, it turns out your lover is my brother, or I say, my little brother,â Lucas taunted, angry lines appearing on his forehead.âNo,â Reina muttered as she shook her head in denial and added weakly, âYou're lyingâŠââNo, I'm not,â Lucas said, his grip around Reina's waist tightening as he added in a low growl. âYou've been fucking my little brother, mi amor! And to think you even just fucked him a few minutes ago, and you'
An hour later, Xavier emerged from the steamy confines of his bathroom with Reina in his arms, and he gently sat her on the bed. Just then a knock echoed against the door. He walked over and opened it to reveal Dr. Emiliano alongside Olga, whose faces lit up with a knowing smile the moment their eyes landed on him. âWe brought everything you requested,â Dr. Emiliano proclaimed, as he tried to keep his voice steady and professional. But before he could continue, Olga held up a hand dryer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. âAnd a hand dryer! Didnât I tell you it would come in handy?â She asked Emiliano as she cast a sneaky glance at Xavierâs damp hair, letting her gaze linger.âYes, yes, my woman is always right,â Dr. Emiliano replied, a hint of admiration lacing his tone. Xavier frowned slightly, feeling a strange mix of amusement and unease at their loving banter. With an air of aloofness, he interjected, âIâm ready when youâre done with your little reunion.ââSorry,â Dr. Emiliano
âWere you going to fuck her if I didn't arrive?!â Reina demanded angrily. This was the last she was allowing others to stumble on her emotions. âReinaâŠâ Xavier said, reaching for her hand, but she recoiled from his touch and slapped his hand away.âDon't fucking touch me! Answer me!â She snapped.âYes! He would have been deep inside me if you had learned to stay out ofâŠâ Nadia didn't finish speaking when Reina silenced her with a hard slap. She wanted to vent her anger, and the person she was already angry at just gave herself on a silver platter.âShut your mouth, you shameless and unfaithful woman! Taking delight in cheating on your husband with his friend!â Reina shot angrily.âReina, please... Iââ Xavier began, but Nadia, who was clutching her cheek, interrupted him in an angry voice.âHow dare you lay a hand on me?!â Nadia let out. Retaliating, she swung her hand to slap Reina, but Xavier intercepted, angrily seizing Nadia's hand midair, and angrily shoved her aside; she twisted
âAhh, I love how rough you are handling me,â Nadia moaned, leaning into Xavier as tears of pleasure began to form in her eyes. Xavier, seeing that, pushed her away as she began coughing rapidly. âCut to the chase; I know you purposely misled her!â Xavier growled, tucking a hand in his pocket.âNoâŠâ Nadia let out with a feigned astonishment before explaining, âI just wanted you to know itâs been a month since I last saw my husband. Iâm pregnant, and he wonât answer my calls. But since youâre like a brother to him, I was thinking you could help me speak to him since the both of you are here.ââYou expect me to believe that?â Xavier questioned with a raised eyebrow. âNo, because I know itâs you, Xavier,â Nadia said, placing her fingertip below Xavier's chest as she slowly and seductively began tracing up and stopping right on his chest as she demanded, her voice trembling with pleasure. âWhere is my husband, Xavier?ââHe didnât attend the event,â Xavier said, feeling his breath hitch
âReina? What are you doing here?â Olga asked, her voice laced with surprise as she rose to her feet the moment Reina stepped into the penthouse. She could feel the air suddenly charged with tension.âWhy didnât you tell me?â Reina demanded, her words cutting through the silence like a sharp knife. Olga's gaze fell upon the glistening tears that streamed down Reina's cheeks, and she moved closer, concern etched across her face.âWhat are you talking about? And why are you crying?â Olga inquired, her tone steady yet filled with a deep worry.âThe fact that Xavier is already married and has a daughter!â Reina cried out, her voice rising in anguish, the weight of her own acknowledgment hanging heavily in the air.âNo, I think thereâs a misunderstanding,â Olga replied, her brow furrowed as she tried to process Reinaâs frantic words. Confusion danced in her mind as she searched for clarity.âMarried?â Dr. Emiliano interjected, standing up from the sofa, his expression a mix of confusion and
âYou have a daughter?â Reina choked out, her voice barely above a whisper, as the weight of the moment settled down on her. She gazed up at Xavier, her heart racing in a chaotic rhythm. In that fleeting instant, she had hoped she was mistakenâperhaps the little girl wasnât running towards them, but rather racing to someone behind them. Or maybe, just maybe, the child had confused Xavier with the strange man who bore his striking resemblance. But deep down, she knew she wasn't wrong; Xavier unmistakably knew this little girl.âDaddy,â Katya exclaimed, throwing her arms around Xavierâs legs, her face lighting up with innocence and joy.âKatya? Where is your mommy?â Xavier asked, kneeling before her, his brow furrowed with confusion.âI'm right here,â an alluring voice exclaimed from ahead, and Xavier looked up just as Nadia appeared from the crowd, walking toward them in a stunning wine-satin strapless gown that shimmered under the light. The dress had a daring slit right above her left
âI wouldn't advise that,â came Alfonso's cautious but teasing tone.âWhat the fuck?â Xavier exclaimed, spinning around in surprise to find Alfonso standing behind him. âWhat the hell are you doing here?âHowever, before Alfonso could respond, Alexandre's bright voice sliced through the tension.âMummy!â Alexandre called out, his little legs carrying him swiftly toward his mother. The air in the room shifted as all eyes turned toward the elevator, where a striking figure that momentarily stole everyone's breath stood. âYes, my love,â Reina replied, her voice soft and warm as she bent slightly to cradle Alexandre's cheek in her hand, a gesture filled with the kind of affection only a mother can provide. âWow, Mummy! You look so pretty, like the stars!â Alexandre exclaimed, his innocent delight lighting up the space. A wave of smiles spread among the onlookers, each face reflecting the childâs admiration for his mother.âThank you, my sweetheart,â Reina said, her smile glowing as bright
Inside the enormous grandeur of the banquet hall, rich chandeliers cast a warm, inviting glow from above, their crystals shimmering like stars in the night, and each table, elegantly adorned with pristine white linens, is decorated with delicate glassware, vibrant floral arrangements, and polished dinnerware, all meticulously arranged beside shining cutlery that gleams in the soft light. Professional waiters, dressed in sharp black and white uniforms, glide easily through the hall, balancing chilled champagne and an array of colorful appetizers that entice the eyes and tease the palate. The smooth sounds of classic jazz music play and fill the air with ease, creating an atmosphere of effortless sophistication as guests, dressed in their finest clothes, continue to arrive, laughter and conversation mingling with the music.Every moment is captured by towering cameras stationed throughout the hall, recording every detail of the event. At the entrance, Xavier, the host of the evening,
~One week later.~ Reina lay weakly in the bed, her chest heaving up and down from the mind-blowing orgasm she had just experienced. Her fingers were still entangled in Xavier's hair as he continued to lick her dry. âNow it's time to go to my heaven,â Xavier said hoarsely. He hovered over Reina and thrust his hard dick into her. âAaaahh!â Reina cried, just as the bedroom door opened. âDaddy?â Alexandre called out with a frightened expression as he looked at his naked dad on top of his mom. âWhat are you doing to my mommy?â He angrily yelled, storming toward his dad. âFuck!â Xavier cursed throatily, pulling the sheet over them as he painfully pulled out of Reina. âSon, I'm not doing anything to your mother,â Xavier explained. âLiar!â Alexandre cried, tears forming in his eyes as he stopped his advance towards his parents, âI heard Mummy shout!â âNo, son, your daddy and I are just playing,â Reina finally said after finding her voice. Seeing the tears in Alexandre's eyes, she knew