“Reina!” Xavier cursed, remembering that in his fit of rage, he had abandoned her—he left her in the living room to deal with the aftermath of their fallout. He got angry when Reina asked Alexandre to call her by her name instead of mom. The sight of tears welling in his son's eyes, a first that cut deep into Xavier's conscience, ignited something within him that he had long buried. He forgot it wasn't Reina’s fault she doesn't remember then, but due to his selfishness. He caused all this mess; it was his fault. He didn't take Reina's feelings into consideration, but himself, how to make her his, how he forced an innocent girl into the role of a wife against her will. She had no choice but to accept him, together with his flaws. And he's doing it again, forcing her to accept him again, not taking into consideration her true feelings. With a heavy heart and an overwhelming sense of regret, he stood up, taking Alexandre’s small hand in his as they walked out together, the weight of his
~ Two days later ~ In a dimly lit bedroom, the loud, pleasurable moans of an elegant woman on all fours could be heard as the handsome man kneeling behind her pounds into her ruthlessly. He bent over, sealing their lips, his hands cupping her breasts and giving them a hard squeeze, which caused Yolanda to moan into Andre's mouth, shivering from pleasure. “Fuucckk!!” Andre moaned hoarsely as Yolanda's walls clenched and pulsed around his dick, and that did it for him; he pulled out of her, and, without warning, he slammed into her; Yolanda gasped and moaned from the pleasure. Andre started to thrust in and out of her again, rougher and faster than before, groaning from the sensation as he watched Yolanda's juice drip down her thighs. “Harder!! Fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming!” Yolanda moaned as Andre slammed ruthlessly into her wet and dripping pussy from behind, making the sound of flesh smacking each other echo loudly throughout the bedroom. “Yes! Yes! Andreeee…!!” she screamed and
For the past two days, Reina had remained locked inside her room. The silence of her isolation was only broken during midnight, when she ventured out to scrounge for something to eat in the quiet of the house. Reina stepped out of her bed and made her way to the kitchen. What she remained unaware of was that Xavier, consumed by a mix of worry and frustration, had been monitoring her every move from the glow of his laptop screen since day one. Following their argument two days ago, Xavier, unleashing his anger, had almost beaten the life out of Igor, but the arrival of Alfonso had abruptly shifted his focus. He delivered distressing news that his Russia base had been under an attack, leaving many of his men injured and billions in merchandise lost to thieves. With urgency coursing through him, Xavier had no choice but to depart and address the escalating crisis in the dead of night. What he hadn't anticipated was that Reina, stubborn and resolute, would continue to seclude herself in
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
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
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
“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
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
Laura was awakened by the sound of her phone ringing, she stretched out her hand to pink it up when another hand took, she opened her eyes and saw her son standing there. “Xavier…son?” she murmured, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. Xavier, who had seen it was his father calling, answered the call and put it on loudspeaker. “Laura my love.” Enzo's voice sounded, full of confidence and arrogance. Xavier gestured at his mother to speak. “Enzo, why did you call?” “I just want to hear my wife's voice, is that wrong?” “Enzo, are you for real? We've been divorced for eight months, you call me now to speak such nonsense.” Laura said angrily, she can't believe the nerve of this man. What did she even see in him? Such a total jerk. “We're divorced, but I want you back as my wife.” Enzo said loudly, and Laura scoffed as she replied, “Dream on. We were through the moment you put your signature on the divorce papers without batting an eye!” Laura burst out, and just then Alfonso entered her
Laura had fallen asleep when they arrived at Xavier's mansion. Alfonso got out and walked to her side to open the car when the car Xavier was riding in came to a stop beside theirs. Alfonso smirked and opened the car door and carried Laura bridal style. Xavier looked at Alfonso carrying his mother and got out of the car. Xavier looked at Alfonso with a grim expression and said, “Meet me in my study once you send her to her room.” Alfonso nodded and walked ahead. ~ Xavier loosened his tie as he dropped himself into the swivel chair in his study; he pinched the bridge of his nose as he shut his eyes. A lot has transpired over the past two months. Numerous attacks have targeted his underground headquarters here in Sicily, Colombia, and Russia. These assaults came from various enemies, but he was acutely aware of the identity of the mastermind orchestrating them. After much contemplation, he came to the decision of transferring Alfonso to Russia, believing it would be prudent
The ride back from the hospital was filled with a suffocating and oppressive silence, thick enough for a knife to cut through. Both Alfonso and Laura busied themselves with their own thoughts, each silently vowing not to break the silence first. The tension in the car was palpable, wrapping around them like a fog as they navigated the familiar road. Alfonso, lost in a whirlwind of contemplation, was so distracted that he barely noticed the yellow light turn red ahead. The sudden realization jolted him, and he reflexively slammed on the brakes. The abrupt halt sent Laura lurching forward, but the seatbelt clasped around her securely, holding her back from the impending impact of the dashboard. She inhaled sharply, her heart racing in response to the jarring interruption of her swirling thoughts. “Are you alright? Do you feel pain in the stomach?” Alfonso inquired worriedly, his hand softly caressing Laura's stomach. Laura's cheeks heated up as Alfonso checked her so gent
Xavier was about to turn down the corridor when he heard Yolanda's pleading voice.“I'm sorry.”He frowned as he walked out and saw Reina about to walk down the stairs. Everything happened so fast before he could register; Yolanda turned and pushed Reina with great force.“Reina, watch out!” He yelled, but Yolanda had already shoved her. Xavier ran over.Yolanda's face turned pale as her knees gave out under her at Xavier's voice.What Xavier saw on reaching the stairs was Lorenzo hugging Reina in his arms. He let out a breath of relief and asked Reina,“Are you alright?” Reina, who still hadn't recovered from her fright, inhaled and exhaled shakily before pulling out of Lorenzo's arms. She turned to look at Xavier before nodding with a small, “I'm fine.” Xavier nodded and turned toward Yolanda, seated on the floor in a sorry state.“What gave you the courage?” Xavier inquired, his voice smooth yet laced with an underlying tension, like the eerie stillness that comes first before
Xavier knelt in front of Reina and took her trembling hands. “No. Amore mio, I will die without you. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me the most. I'm also sorry for not asking your opinion before bringing another woman into our home. But what do you mean by me having sex with Yolanda?” Xavier asked with a dumbfounded expression. Reina looked at Xavier's confused expression with a frown and said, “Because that's exactly what you did! Are you going to deny it?” “No, no. I won't deny something that never happened. That night after I left the hospital, I wanted to get drunk and ease the pain. I also regretted what I said to you back at the hospital.” Xavier explained remorsefully, his grip on Reina's hands firm and desperate. “However, I discovered that Yolanda had been residing in the penthouse. After learning of her pregnancy, I decided to let her move in with us. I left her and went to sleep. I was so inebriated that I fell asleep as soon as my body made contact with th
The upcoming scene is rated 18+. Involves bloody scenes; please skip if you're uncomfortable. ~~~ Xavier had reviewed the footage from three months ago and had the lady who served Reina the lemonade taken to his torture chamber in the underground base under the mountain. “Who instigated you?” Xavier mumbled coldly, and the maid, whose body was trembling violently, shuddered at the sound of Xavier's voice. She turned and saw Xavier approaching her with a murderous aura. “I—I don't know. Please trust me. I received a package; inside were the instructions, a sachet containing pills, and a picture of my little son tied up. It was written they would kill him if I don't give the madam the drug. I'm sorry, but I had to do it. My son is my life; I couldn't lose him,” the maid sobbed as she explained. “You didn't want to lose your child, but my wife and I can?” Xavier asked, exuding a chilling aura. “I'm sorry… Please forgive me.” “I forgive you. But we're going to play a game. I will
Reina locked herself in her room after she left the dining table. “He is leaving! Xavier is fucking returning to Yolanda the moment he regained his strength!” Reina yelled, crying. She picked up her phone and called her aunt Carlotta. “Reina? What happened? We spoke not too long ago.” Carlotta asked, hearing Reina crying. “Aunt, Xavier… he's going back. All this while, I… I thought there must be an explanation for what happened between him and Yolanda, but I was wrong…" Reina continued to cry. “Oh, my dear. Please stop crying. I know it hurts, but my opinion still stands. Yolanda is cunning; she might have had those pictures photoshopped back then or maybe used some of her schemes. You can't let her win.” Carlotta explained, and Reina could hear the determination in her voice. “But she's pregnant with Xavier's child. And—” Reina began, but Carlotta interrupted her. “My niece, really?” Carlotta facepalmed herself on the other end; she shook her head in disbelief that that was her
Xavier had been in a coma for three months. It turned out he had not recovered from his head injuries during the explosion four months ago, and when the van knocked into his car, he had suffered internal bleeding, combined with him being shot twice.For the past three months, Reina had been undergoing intense training.And today, she was able to take down ten men all at once after a heated sparring, and they also didn't go easy on her.Her face was painted black and blue from their fierce attacks, but Reina had managed to defeat them all. Reina walked out of the bathroom after a relaxing bath and applied medicine to the bruises on her face when Warrior burst into her room. Panting.“He's awake,” he informed her, and Reina in her bathrobe rushed out together with Warrior. They were still in MedellĂn, in the Black's mansion.Dr. Emiliano was checking Xavier's vitals when Reina arrived. But Xavier didn't once look at her, and Reina found it strange.“How is he?” Reina asked Dr. Emiliano
It was a few minutes past 8 in the morning when Reina and Alexandre alighted at the gate of Nanny Cynthia. The only outstanding house among all the buildings in the area, thanks to Don Santiago. Reina inhaled deeply before knocking on the metal gate. She saw the entrance door open, and a young woman whom Reina knew was Nanny Cynthia's granddaughter walked out. She smiled happily on seeing Reina and hurried down the stairs to come and open the gate. “Miss Reina,” Agatha greeted happily, “Hello, Agatha. How have you been?” Reina asked, smiling at Agatha, who took her luggage. “I'm doing fine, Miss Reina. Who is this handsome young man?” Agatha asked politely, smiling at Alexandre. “My son, Alexandre.” “Wow, Grandma never told me you had a son. Please come in; she would be happy to see you both,” Agatha said, respectfully gesturing ahead with her right hand. Reina smiled and walked ahead with Warrior. She had been very depressed at dawn when they got on the bus, but now she felt