~~ One week later ~~ Lucas, who was turning and tossing on his enormous king-size bed, sat up and got off the bed. He walked into his closet, slipped on a shirt and made his way out of the bedroom. He walked down the dim corridor and stopped in front of a door, which he gently knocked on and said, “Mi amor,” his fingers wrapping around the knob as he turned it, pushing the door open. Three days ago, he had returned from work, only to find out Bianca had moved out of their room. He went to her, insisting she return to their room, and they got into an intense argument. Since then he hadn't spoken to her; he gave her the cold shoulder even at dinner. He had been patiently waiting, but she hadn't tried to start a conversation with him either. Three days ago: On entering the guest room and finding Bianca seated on a sofa browsing through her phone, Lucas demanded, "What's the meaning of you moving out?" He burst out, anger lacing his tone, the words sharper than he intended. However
~~A week ago~~ Xavier's gaze lingered on Reina as she walked out of the door. With a heavy sigh, he reluctantly placed the telephone back on the receiver, his heart heavy with an unspoken burden. He rose from his seat, but a groan escaped his lips as pain shot through him. He reached for the phone once more and dialed Dr. Emiliano, requesting his assistance. A few moments later, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, followed by the distinct sound of the door creaking open. Dr. Emiliano stepped inside, his posture slightly hunched as he entered the dimly lit space. “You reek of sex,” Xavier pointed out bluntly, eyeing Emiliano critically. Emiliano, caught off guard, scratched the back of his head as he halted a few feet in front of Xavier, who was seated on the sofa, dressed in a fitted black shirt and black sweatpants that showcased his muscular frame. “I apologize, boss,” Dr. Emiliano responded, his voice tinged with embarrassment as he averted his gaze to the floor. “I
“Alfonso! You will stop right now; it's an order, and you fucking know the punishment for defying my orders!!” Xavier yelled after Alfonso. Alfonso stopped and punched the wall angrily, his knuckles turning red, as tears fell out of his bloodshot eyes. “She's pregnant; she's fucking pregnant for another man. For that bastard!” Alfonso spat furiously. “Who was it?” Xavier asked calmly on reaching Alfonso. “Lucas Black.” “What?! When?” Xavier asked, his brows furrowed in confusion. “The same night you went to the madam hotel suite to reclaim her,” Alfonso answered, “What? How on earth did they even meet?” Xavier said, passing a hand through his hair, and added, “What do you plan to do now? I don't want her having that bastard's child!” “I love her man, you know since when. But it's time I let her go.” Xavier squeezed Alfonso on the shoulder and said, “Do what you think is right; you have my support; just don't hurt her. I will kill you if you do.” Alfonso smirked and repli
It was a few minutes past 10 pm when Xavier arrived home; the bodyguards at the entrance opened the door, and he entered. “Boss,” Dr. Emiliano, seated in the living room, greeted Xavier as he walked in. Xavier loosened his tie as he made his way up the stairs with Dr. Emiliano following him. Soon they arrived at Alexandre's door, and Xavier gently pushed the door open; however, the sight that met him was something he had been longing for for a long time. He quietly entered the room and approached the plush sofa ahead. “Amore mio,” he said, as he softly tucked the hairs in Reina's face behind her ear; a soft smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He took the book in Reina's hand and placed it on the table and gently removed her hand around Alexandre as he began to lift Alexandre from her arms, but he was surprised when Reina's eyes shot open as she protectively secured her arms around Alexandre, pulling him back. “It's me. I want to put him to sleep,” Xavier said softly, and Reina
“Xavier, my friend, if you're watching this, it means you woke up. Lucky bastard, I'm glad I won't be seeing you soon, since I'm already in hell. My wife and little princess, I don't want them to know I'm gone. I know you are smart, and you would come up with a way. Give her this box,” Nikolai said, and Alfonso, who was seated next to Nikolai's bed, waved the box he was holding, “Give it to her when my little princess turns 15. I've explained everything to them; till then, take my place. I..." Nikolai began, but blood started coming out of his mouth, and the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor filled the room, its persistent sounds breaking the tense silence as the machine recorded every heartbeat. Alfonso stood up just as Dr. Emiliano and other men in lab coats rushed to Nikolai's bed, and the video ended. Tears stung Xavier's eyes as he muttered, “Thank you, buddy, may you rest in peace. I will take good care of your family.” End of flashback. ~▪°•◇•°▪~ Presently: The clock had
Nikolai's eyes shot open at the feeling of a finger tracing the scars on his chest. “Nadia?” he said when he opened his eyes and was met with Nadia's piercing ones looking down at him.“Did you have a bad dream, my love?” Nadia asked, her brow furrowed with concern as she observed her husband’s tense posture. The look in his eyes suggested a turmoil that left her heart heavy; it was as if he hadn’t expected to find her there beside him. A surge of emotions—pain, anger, and jealousy—flooded her mind at the unsettling thought that he might have been anticipating someone else’s presence, perhaps that of his lover?Nikolai sat up abruptly, his heart pounding in his chest as the hazy remnants of the previous night’s memories rushed back to him. ‘Fuck, this wasn't happening,’ he cursed silently, shaking his head as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed, getting off, and headed toward the bathroom. But just as he did, he felt a soft hand encircle his waist from behind, pulling him back
A frown flickered across Dr. Emiliano’s face, his brow knitted in confusion. “More than madam Reina?” he inquired. “Yes, deeply. I couldn't stop myself this time, and I had sex with her; it's like a force controlling me. I couldn't fight it,” Nikolai explained. Dr. Emiliano leaned forward, curiosity etched on his face as he posed his question. “This time? At what moment did you come to realize that you love her?” Nikolai paused, his brow furrowed in thought. “I think it was the day I awoke from the coma. Flashes of memories flooded my mind—vivid recollections of Nikolai’s intimate moments shared with her that felt as if I had experienced them myself. And the moment I first laid eyes on her, I was struck with an overwhelming desire for her that rivaled the love I held for my own wife. That's why I held back from visiting her often, thinking I would be able to stop myself. But it was too complicated, too painful. But then yesterday happened—I lost track of when it occurred, yet this
~•°♧°•~ A few days later: The past few days, Nadia had been acting like she didn't know the Nikolai she was living with was a fake. She cuddles with him at night, and they even had sex the previous night, and she kind of enjoyed it; she actually did. She thought she wouldn't since she knew he wasn't her husband. However, she felt she was betraying her husband, so she took contraceptives to prevent pregnancy. Even now as she lay in his strong arms, she was feeling horny. She loved sex after she married Nikolai. His insatiable appetite for sex made it feel as if their bodies were constantly seeking one another, igniting an intense and passionate feeling that she had never experienced before. Which was why she believed he was seeing someone else because of his love for sex, but she couldn't voice her suspicions because each time he returned home, he would be engrossed in spending time with Katya and often left the same day. That's why, determined to uncover the truth about hi
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 Medellín, 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