Xavier quickly jumped out of his car, his heart racing with a mix of urgency and anxiety as he hurried to his bedroom, each step quickening his pulse. Upon entering his bedroom, his gaze was instantly drawn to the woman sprawled on his bed—the sheets pooling around her like gentle waves. She lay there, naked, her hair cascading across the pillow. Dried bloodstain marred her shoulder where he had marked, while her wrists bore the vivid trace of a bluish-purple bruise, a testament to her desperate attempts to escape the cruel grip of the handcuffs that bit into her skin when she attempted to break free. The crumpled sheets around her indicated the fierce struggle she endured from trying to release herself. He approached the bed with a heavy heart, climbing it to check her pulse, seeing how her body was still and unresponsive. A wave of relief washed over him when he felt her weak but steady breathing. He unclasped the cold metal of the handcuffs from her wrists. Gently, he lifted he
This chapter contains scenes of violence and killing. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable, it does not contain any major plot. *** Andre hears the faint sound of gunshots from the distance, an indication Xavier had arrived and a crossfire battle was going on between his men and Xavier’s men. He looked at Alexandre's face and said, “Hear that? Your daddy is here. Do you want to see him one last time before I blow your"—Andre pointed his finger to his temple and flicked his thumb and added—“Your brain out?” he asked, looking at Alexandre, who looked back at him with an emotionless gaze. Angry, he lifted his hand, connecting it to his cheek; that's when he finally got a reaction out of him. Alexandre said something, but it came out muffled due to the tape sealing his lips. “You want to tell me something?” Andre asked and reached for the tape and pulled it off. “What did you want to tell me?” “I wish you had two lives.” Alexandre said in a cold voice, his icy gaze fixed
Reina’s heavy eyelids fluttered at the soothing sound of a woman’s voice drifting through her haze. The gentle touch of a hand brushing her hair and tenderly caressing her face felt like home after a long and rough day. For a fleeting moment, a thought flashed in her mind: ‘Was she dead?’ because the touch was the same gentle touch of her mother that used to soothe her during restless nights and her soft voice. “I'm sorry, mi querida,” Carlotta murmured, her voice laced with heartfelt sorrow. “You have been through so much, carrying the weight of your parents’ death all by yourself. Tía is deeply sorry—truly sorry for abandoning you, my brother.” Carlotta said, as she leaned in closer, her intentions filled with affection, she was about to place a kiss on Reina’s forehead, but the sudden creak of the door swinging open halted her movement. Xavier stepped into the room, the air thick with tension as Carlotta took in his appearance; her expression shifted as she demanded calmly, “Wha
Lucas paused, momentarily at the soft whisper of his name brushing against his ears like a gentle breeze. Curiosity piqued, he turned to investigate the source of the sound. However, when he gazed in the direction the sound came from, his gaze fell upon the broad back of a figure dressed in a black hood, seemingly in an argument with a woman he couldn't see her face. Not seeing any familiar face, he shrugged slightly, dismissing whatever thought. Shaking off the sensation, he continued on his way toward the parking lot. He had visited the amusement park because it was where he and his parents visited when he was a kid. But he ended up recalling his time with Reina at an amusement park years back, how he took Reina's cotton candy and ate it all at once. He remembers how she hit him on the chest and ran away. He and the bodyguards had searched for her tirelessly until he found her in the photo booth; it turned out the long line outside was caused by Reina's refusal to exit the booth.
After breaking the hug, Xavier gently spun Reina around. He pressed a lingering wet kiss on her shoulder, sending a shiver coursing through Reina's body, leaving her momentarily breathless. Xavier gently slid the delicate straps of her dress off her shoulders and pushed it down her hips, allowing the fabric to fall down her figure, pooling around her feet. Reina wrapped her hands around her body, suddenly feeling cold from the air conditioning, goosebumps erupting on her body. Xavier, noticing that, swiftly scooped Reina up in his strong arms, and they both locked gazes as Reina circled her arms around his neck. On reaching the bathroom, Xavier stepped into the inviting warmth of the bathtub. He sat down with Reina in his arms, the water rippling gently around them. “Is the water temperature okay for you?” Xavier murmured softly into Reina's ear, his breath warm against her skin as they settled into the tranquil water. The gentle ripples lapped at them as she nestled comfortably ag
“Is it true?” Reina demanded, the moment she heard the door swing open behind her, her shoulders stiff with tension as she anticipated Xavier's answer. Xavier stopped behind her, his powerful presence overwhelming Reina's senses as he held her by the upper arms, his thumbs rubbing her shoulders soothingly as he said, “Amore mio, I'm sorry.” “Why did you sleep with her?” Reina asked, turning to face him. However, instead of providing her answer, Xavier sighed, rubbing his hands together before passing it over his face and hair. Reina hit him angrily and said, her voice trembling with pain and betrayal, “Oh, I know why, because you weren't satisfied after all…” Xavier cradled her face and kissed her, her words getting swallowed by the kiss. Tears fell down Reina's face as she responded to the kiss. “I was drunk; I don't recall anything.” Xavier said huskily after they broke the kiss. He caressed Reina's face and kissed her on the forehead. “I love you. I know you don't want her here
A black Maybach came to a halt at the entrance of the Romano villa; inside, Natalie reached for her bag and asked, “Are you coming in? I can introduce you to my mother.” But Lucas shook his head and replied, “I don't want to run into your cousin. Maybe we can arrange a dinner, and then you introduce me to your mother.” Natalie smiled and took Lucas' hand and said, “My cousin doesn't live here; he lives in the outskirts of town. So you can come in if you want to.” Lucas' interest piqued at the mention of Xavier's location. “Why?” “Can I tell you a secret?” Natalie asked, leaning in when Lucas nodded and whispered into his ear, “My cousin is a mafia. With the police constantly meddling in our family's underground businesses, um, our family has a safe house hidden in the mountains where the current head of the mafia and his family live till he retires.” Lucas' eyes widened at the revelation. “Oh nice, I didn't know. So does that mean your cousin is living alone in that place? I bet
After Lucas left, he instructed his driver to send him to the firing range. He wanted to vent his anger after the revelation. He didn't care about all the hundreds of yeses ringing in his head that Reina was Xavier's wife; she's still his wife, and he will claim her back. Reina can only be his. He will kill Xavier if that's the only way to have her back.~Thirty minutes later, Lucas arrived at the firing range. And after signing the waiver, the safety officer guided Lucas to a box after preparing his weapons, a pistol, a rifle, a sniper, and other firearms, making a total of five guns on the table in front of him. He put on the protective ear gear and glasses and reached for the pistol and started shooting.Imagine the target as Xavier; the first shot went straight to the bold 'X' on the heart. A satisfying grin appearing on his face as he continued firing at the same spot till the bullets ran out and he took another weapon. He shot six times at the target head as he chanted the word
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