It was approaching dawn when Alfonso, who had gone home to recuperate, black Maybach came to a screeching halt at Xavier’s imposing metal gate. The men at the gate wasted no time in opening the gate, noticing the urgency of his arrival. ~~~ Xavier's eyes flew open at the faint sound of his room door opening. He gently untangled himself from Reina, who briefly stirred before going back to sleep. Covering her with the sheets, he turned off the bedside lamp and reached for his gun. “Boss,” Alfonso's urgent voice, followed by a soft knock, echoed through the room. Xavier approached the door; he opened it and curtly said, “I will be down in a few minutes.” Alfonso nodded and replied with a “Yes, boss.” Xavier walked into the bathroom and took a bath to wash off the remnants of the night; a sense of foreboding crept down his spine. He went into his closet and got dressed. ~ Xavier arrived at the living room to find Alfonso, Lorenzo, Dr. Emiliano, and Dimitri engaging in a convers
~ Russia ~ In the rich atmosphere of a charity event, the grand banquet hall buzzed with the lively chatter of high society's elite. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfumes and the soft clinking of glasses, enhancing the festive atmosphere. Glittering chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, casting a warm glow across the elegantly adorned space. Nadia stood elegantly, her silky red hair in a blunt cut framing her face flawlessly. Nadia was dressed in a stunning black bustier tulle dress that flowed gracefully around her as she held a glass of champagne in her hand. Her radiant smile illuminated her features as she engaged in lively conversation with two close friends, laughter dancing around them. As the laughter and music flowed around them, Nadia's gaze shifted. Approaching with a confident stride were her stepsister, Xenia, and her husband, Ivan. With a welcoming smile, Nadia greeted them warmly. “Hello, sister.” Then, turning her attention to Ivan, she added, “Hel
Colombia.Lucas' eyes fluttered open in a dark room. He blinked, trying to adjust to the darkness when the creaking sound of the door opening reached his ears. After a few seconds, the door opened, illuminating the room, the brightness momentarily blinding him. He shut his eyes for a few seconds before opening them.“You son of a bitch, how dare you!” Lucas growled, angrily getting to his feet but feeling restricted; his gaze moved down only to realize he was bound to a metal chair. “What is the meaning of this, Victor?!” he snarled. Just then the sound of Bianca’s laughter echoed through the empty room.“Oh, my poor Lucas,” Bianca expressed, appearing behind Victor.“You have no idea, do you?” Bianca's grin widened, her eyes glinting with a playful mischief that danced like flames in the dark. “Okay, let me spill the secret: it was me all along—surprise!” She struck a dramatic pose, her arms outstretched as if presenting a grand revelation. Lucas' brow furrowed with anger and confusi
~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. “Now it's time to go to my heaven,” Xavier said hoarsely. He hovered over Reina and thrust his hard dick into her. “Aaaahh!” Reina cried, just as the bedroom door opened. “Daddy?” Alexandre called out with a frightened expression as he looked at his naked dad on top of his mom. “What are you doing to my mommy?” He angrily yelled, storming toward his dad. “Fuck!” Xavier cursed throatily, pulling the sheet over them as he painfully pulled out of Reina. “Son, I'm not doing anything to your mother,” Xavier explained. “Liar!” Alexandre cried, tears forming in his eyes as he stopped his advance towards his parents, “I heard Mummy shout!” “No, son, your daddy and I are just playing,” Reina finally said after finding her voice. Seeing the tears in Alexandre's eyes, she knew
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 e
“I wouldn't advise that,” came Alfonso's cautious but teasing tone. “What the fuck?” Xavier exclaimed, spinning around in surprise to find Alfonso standing behind him. “What the hell are you doing here?”However, before Alfonso could respond, Alexandre's bright voice sliced through the tension. “Mummy!” 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. “Yes, my love,” 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. “Wow, Mummy! You look so pretty, like the stars!” Alexandre exclaimed, his innocent delight lighting up the space. A wave of smiles spread among the onlookers, each face reflecting the child’s admiration for his mother. “Thank you, my sweetheart,” Reina said, her smile glowing as br
“You have a daughter?” 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 mistaken—perhaps the little girl wasn’t 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.“Daddy,” Katya exclaimed, throwing her arms around Xavier’s legs, her face lighting up with innocence and joy.“Katya? Where is your mommy?” Xavier asked, kneeling before her, his brow furrowed with confusion.“I'm right here,” 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
“Reina? What are you doing here?” 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. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 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. “What are you talking about? And why are you crying?” Olga inquired, her tone steady yet filled with a deep worry. “The fact that Xavier is already married and has a daughter!” Reina cried out, her voice rising in anguish, the weight of her own acknowledgment hanging heavily in the air. “No, I think there’s a misunderstanding,” Olga replied, her brow furrowed as she tried to process Reina’s frantic words. Confusion danced in her mind as she searched for clarity. “Married?” Dr. Emiliano interjected, standing up from the sofa, his expression a mix of confusion
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. 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 with batting an eye!” Laura burst out, and just then Alfonso entered her bedroo
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