Vanessa stirred the pot of pasta sauce, the aroma of tomatoes and garlic filling the small kitchen. She glanced at the table where the kids’ plates were already set, each one decorated with colorful napkins to keep things cheerful. She’d decided to make something simple but comforting, a meal everyone could enjoy together.Behind her, Emma and Ethan were busy with their coloring books, occasionally arguing over which colors to use. Riccardo sat on the couch, watching them with a relaxed expression, his tie loosened slightly.Vanessa stepped out of the kitchen and called out, “Riccardo, could you keep an eye on the kids? I need to make a quick call.”He nodded. “Of course.”Vanessa smiled gratefully and slipped into the bedroom to grab her phone. She scrolled through her contacts and tapped on Emily’s name first. Riccardo had repaired her phone for her earlier and given it back to her.The phone rang twice before Emily picked up. “Ms. Rodriguez?”“Emily, how are you? Are you nearby?”“
Vanessa guided Ethan and Emma towards their room. The twins were tired but reluctant to call it a day, dragging their feet with playful resistance.“Mommy, just a few more minutes?” Ethan pleaded, clutching his well-loved stuffed lion tightly against his chest.Vanessa crouched to his level, brushing a strand of his messy hair out of his eyes. “You’ve had such a busy day, Ethan. Your body needs sleep so you can grow big and strong.”Emma, holding her blanket like a cape, sighed dramatically as she climbed onto the bed. “But Uncle Riccardo’s still here,” she mumbled, pouting.From the doorway, Riccardo’s warm chuckle filled the room. He leaned casually against the frame, his dark eyes soft as he watched them. “Even I have to go home and sleep, Emma. But I’ll see you both tomorrow, okay?”Ethan squinted at him, his voice sleepy but hopeful. “Promise?”“I promise,” Riccardo replied with a small nod.Vanessa pulled the covers up over her children, tucking them in snugly. She kissed Ethan’
Vanessa rubbed her temples as she walked down the hallway towards her bedroom. The week's exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders. It wasn’t just work or the endless tasks waiting for her, it felt like the universe was piling one problem on top of another, daring her to collapse. But she refused to let it win. Not tonight. She would push through, like she has always done.Once inside her room, she kicked off her shoes and sank onto the edge of her bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on the familiar space. She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and hesitated for a moment, her thumb hovering over Riccardo’s name in her messages. They’d already discussed the case earlier, but something gnawed at her. She needed to be sure he was on it.Taking a deep breath, she typed out a short message.'Just checking in on the case. Have there been any updates?' She typed.Her finger tapped send before she could second-guess herself. Th
Vanessa walked down the hallway, her hand lightly brushing against the wall as she made her way to Ethan and Emma’s room. The house was calm, with only the faint hum of the air conditioner breaking the silence.Stopping at their door, she pushed it open carefully, making sure not to make much noise. The soft morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, lighting up the room in a warm glow. Ethan was already sitting up in bed, his hair messy, while Emma was still asleep, clutching her stuffed bunny close.“Morning, Mommy,” Ethan mumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Vanessa whispered as she stepped inside. She reached over to smooth his hair down, her fingers running gently through the tangles. “Did you sleep okay?”He nodded with another yawn. “Yeah. Is it time for breakfast?”“Almost,” Vanessa said with a smile. She glanced over at Emma, who stirred a little under the covers but stayed asleep. “Why don’t you get dressed first? I made something special.”
Vanessa decided to step out of her hotel room after ensuring her tasks for the day were completed. She took a deep breath, smoothing down the hem of her blouse as she walked toward the door. It was quiet in the hallway, the faint hum of the hotel’s central air conditioning the only sound. Vanessa twisted the doorknob and opened the door, only to find Diego standing there, his tall figure a calm but imposing presence.“Diego,” she said softly, her voice steady. She wasn’t surprised to see him; his unwavering dedication to her safety had become a comforting constant.“Ma’am,” Diego acknowledged, giving her a small nod. His sharp eyes scanned the hallway even as he stood still, his stance radiating readiness.“Thank you,” Vanessa said, her words carrying more weight than she let on. She knew Diego wouldn’t take any chances after everything that had happened. His vigilance meant more to her than she could express.Diego’s lips twitched into the barest hint of a smile. “Just doing my job.”
Thirty minutes later, Leila sat on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels on the TV. A light comedy show played in the background, but she wasn’t really paying attention. Her mind kept wandering to Lucas and how his day might have gone. She glanced at the clock on the wall, wondering when he’d get home.Just then, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway caught her attention. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up, smoothing down her top and brushing invisible dust off her pants. She wanted to look put together when he walked in, even though she knew Lucas didn’t care much about appearances.As the familiar sound of the car door shutting reached her ears, Leila moved to the front door. She opened it just as Lucas approached, his steps steady and his suit jacket draped over one arm.“Good evening,” she greeted him warmly, her smile lighting up her face.“Evening, Leila,” Lucas replied with a soft smile of his own, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to he
Vanessa was sitting on the couch in the living room as she waited for her husband to arrive from work. He had always liked coming home late but today's own was getting out of hand. She was fidgeting with the hem of her dress. She was getting really worried it was already 11:30, almost midnight.She had already prepared his dinner even though she knew that he might not eat the food she prepared. Vanessa had no trouble performing her wifely duties and she always did it with so much Enthusiasm. She came back from her place of work earlier in the evening but she hasn't rested since then, she had prepared dinner and now she was waiting for her husband to return. She loved him dearly and always wished that he could feel the same way towards her, but his actions everyday tells her that he doesn't feel the same way. Still, she wasn't giving up.She had met Riccardo during her college days, for her it was love at first sight. She once confessed her feelings to him during college but he had tu
The continuous knocking on the door got Vanessa's eyes fluttering open. She realized that she was still inside the bathtub, she was already shivering, before she could stand up from the bathtub, Riccardo's pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw her state he scoffed, he was already dressed up for work, he wore a black suit and pants with a white shirt tucked in, with two buttons left undone, revealing his tanned chest. Riccardo always liked leaving two of his shirt buttons opened, he only wears tie during special occasions. Vanessa couldn't help but notice that he looked extremely hot this morning. "What are you doing there?" He asked, his voice cold as usual. "I suddenly fell asleep last night" Vanessa replied as she stood up from the bathtub, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. She was shivering a little. She watched as Riccardo took off his jacket and covered her with it. She smiled at his kind gesture. "Today is our third Marriage anniversary" Riccardo said.
Thirty minutes later, Leila sat on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels on the TV. A light comedy show played in the background, but she wasn’t really paying attention. Her mind kept wandering to Lucas and how his day might have gone. She glanced at the clock on the wall, wondering when he’d get home.Just then, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway caught her attention. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stood up, smoothing down her top and brushing invisible dust off her pants. She wanted to look put together when he walked in, even though she knew Lucas didn’t care much about appearances.As the familiar sound of the car door shutting reached her ears, Leila moved to the front door. She opened it just as Lucas approached, his steps steady and his suit jacket draped over one arm.“Good evening,” she greeted him warmly, her smile lighting up her face.“Evening, Leila,” Lucas replied with a soft smile of his own, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to he
Vanessa decided to step out of her hotel room after ensuring her tasks for the day were completed. She took a deep breath, smoothing down the hem of her blouse as she walked toward the door. It was quiet in the hallway, the faint hum of the hotel’s central air conditioning the only sound. Vanessa twisted the doorknob and opened the door, only to find Diego standing there, his tall figure a calm but imposing presence.“Diego,” she said softly, her voice steady. She wasn’t surprised to see him; his unwavering dedication to her safety had become a comforting constant.“Ma’am,” Diego acknowledged, giving her a small nod. His sharp eyes scanned the hallway even as he stood still, his stance radiating readiness.“Thank you,” Vanessa said, her words carrying more weight than she let on. She knew Diego wouldn’t take any chances after everything that had happened. His vigilance meant more to her than she could express.Diego’s lips twitched into the barest hint of a smile. “Just doing my job.”
Vanessa walked down the hallway, her hand lightly brushing against the wall as she made her way to Ethan and Emma’s room. The house was calm, with only the faint hum of the air conditioner breaking the silence.Stopping at their door, she pushed it open carefully, making sure not to make much noise. The soft morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, lighting up the room in a warm glow. Ethan was already sitting up in bed, his hair messy, while Emma was still asleep, clutching her stuffed bunny close.“Morning, Mommy,” Ethan mumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning.“Good morning, sweetheart,” Vanessa whispered as she stepped inside. She reached over to smooth his hair down, her fingers running gently through the tangles. “Did you sleep okay?”He nodded with another yawn. “Yeah. Is it time for breakfast?”“Almost,” Vanessa said with a smile. She glanced over at Emma, who stirred a little under the covers but stayed asleep. “Why don’t you get dressed first? I made something special.”
Vanessa rubbed her temples as she walked down the hallway towards her bedroom. The week's exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders. It wasn’t just work or the endless tasks waiting for her, it felt like the universe was piling one problem on top of another, daring her to collapse. But she refused to let it win. Not tonight. She would push through, like she has always done.Once inside her room, she kicked off her shoes and sank onto the edge of her bed, the mattress dipping under her weight. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on the familiar space. She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and hesitated for a moment, her thumb hovering over Riccardo’s name in her messages. They’d already discussed the case earlier, but something gnawed at her. She needed to be sure he was on it.Taking a deep breath, she typed out a short message.'Just checking in on the case. Have there been any updates?' She typed.Her finger tapped send before she could second-guess herself. Th
Vanessa guided Ethan and Emma towards their room. The twins were tired but reluctant to call it a day, dragging their feet with playful resistance.“Mommy, just a few more minutes?” Ethan pleaded, clutching his well-loved stuffed lion tightly against his chest.Vanessa crouched to his level, brushing a strand of his messy hair out of his eyes. “You’ve had such a busy day, Ethan. Your body needs sleep so you can grow big and strong.”Emma, holding her blanket like a cape, sighed dramatically as she climbed onto the bed. “But Uncle Riccardo’s still here,” she mumbled, pouting.From the doorway, Riccardo’s warm chuckle filled the room. He leaned casually against the frame, his dark eyes soft as he watched them. “Even I have to go home and sleep, Emma. But I’ll see you both tomorrow, okay?”Ethan squinted at him, his voice sleepy but hopeful. “Promise?”“I promise,” Riccardo replied with a small nod.Vanessa pulled the covers up over her children, tucking them in snugly. She kissed Ethan’
Vanessa stirred the pot of pasta sauce, the aroma of tomatoes and garlic filling the small kitchen. She glanced at the table where the kids’ plates were already set, each one decorated with colorful napkins to keep things cheerful. She’d decided to make something simple but comforting, a meal everyone could enjoy together.Behind her, Emma and Ethan were busy with their coloring books, occasionally arguing over which colors to use. Riccardo sat on the couch, watching them with a relaxed expression, his tie loosened slightly.Vanessa stepped out of the kitchen and called out, “Riccardo, could you keep an eye on the kids? I need to make a quick call.”He nodded. “Of course.”Vanessa smiled gratefully and slipped into the bedroom to grab her phone. She scrolled through her contacts and tapped on Emily’s name first. Riccardo had repaired her phone for her earlier and given it back to her.The phone rang twice before Emily picked up. “Ms. Rodriguez?”“Emily, how are you? Are you nearby?”“
Vanessa leaned back on the couch, holding her warm coffee mug in both hands. She watched Emma and Ethan as they worked together on their growing tower of blocks. Every so often, Emma would giggle, and Ethan would nod seriously, as if they were building something truly important.“Careful, Em,” Ethan said, his voice full of concentration. “We can’t let it fall.”Emma stuck her tongue out slightly as she placed another block on top. “I’m being careful!”Riccardo chuckled softly beside Vanessa. “They make a good team.”“They really do,” Vanessa said, smiling at her kids.Emma looked over her shoulder. “Mommy, look! It’s taller than Ethan now!”Vanessa leaned forward to get a better look. “Wow! That’s impressive. You two did such a great job.”“Can we keep building?” Ethan asked, his eyes bright with excitement.“As long as you don’t knock it over,” Vanessa said. “You don’t want all that hard work to go to waste.”“We won’t!” Emma promised, turning back to the tower with renewed focus.Va
Vanessa watched her kids play on the couch before deciding it was time to start the day properly. She stood, clapping her hands softly to get their attention, and she did.“Alright, you two,” she said with a warm smile. “It’s time for a bath.”Emma and Ethan looked up, their faces lighting up.“Are there going to be bubbles?” Emma asked, bouncing in her seat.“Of course,” Vanessa said, reaching for their hands. “Come on, let’s go.” Vanessa said, her face full of smiles.She led them into the large bathroom and turned on the faucet, adjusting the water until it was just right. As the tub began filling, she added bubble bath. The water quickly foamed, and the kids cheered.Ethan leaned over the tub, poking at the bubbles with a grin. “So many bubbles!” He grinned, excited.Vanessa laughed. “Alright, no splashing yet. Let’s get you both undressed first.” She smiled.After helping them out of their pajamas, she lifted them one by one into the tub. They immediately started playing with the
Vanessa stayed by the window for a moment, watching the city come alive in the morning light. She could hear the faint sounds of cars and people outside, but in the room, it was peaceful. Her kids still slept soundly, their small bodies curled under the blankets.Emily sat at the small table, her hands wrapped around a glass of water. She looked calmer now, though the tiredness in her eyes hadn't fully faded. Vanessa walked over and sat across from her.“How are you feeling?” Vanessa asked gently.Emily gave her a small smile. “Better, I think. I was so scared yesterday, but... I’m glad everything worked out.”Vanessa reached across the table and squeezed Emily’s hand. “You were so brave, Emily. I don’t know how to thank you.”Emily shook her head, her cheeks flushing. “I just did what I had to. The twins mean so much to me. I couldn’t let anything happen to them.”Vanessa’s heart swelled at her words. “They’re lucky to have you.”Before Emily could respond, there was another knock at