Silence ruled inside the car. I am looking out the window, folding the papers from the hospital, thinking about what the nurse said.I am pregnant. I am carrying the child of the man who brought me to hell.I have El’s child inside my womb. It makes me sick in the head, thinking what I will do about this creature that will probably grow inside of me. Tears were freely rolling on my face, helping me to release the anxiety I have. A whole part of me aches because I know he will never accept the child I am carrying now. I can't let this child, if the time comes, experience the rigor of El. I can't help but wish for my own flesh to be saved from being the subject of his uncharitable treatment. “It's beautiful outside, ma'am. I guess you should be enjoying this moment before going back to the mansion.”Martin was right. It's beautiful here; there are people walking on the street, friends laughing together, children whining about something they want to have but their parents never gave t
A noise from a furious car echoed inside my ears. I thought it would be my end. Because I wanted to escape, I was out of my mind and tried to cross the street, having no time to realize that there were plenty of vehicles, hurrying to get to their destination.My hands suddenly brought up to hold my tummy that is yet to grow. A hand gripped my shoulder, pulling me to the side street. “Ma'am, are you trying to kill yourself?!” Martin's voice reminded me about what's going on. “Where are you going, by the way?!” The driver that almost hit me went out, yelling at me. What I had gone through in El’s mansion gave so much trauma to me. The driver seemed to be angry because of what I did. I could hear my husband's thundering voice from the driver's shouts.“I'm sorry, s-sir. I-It is really an accident. I-I…”“You're stupid, little wench! If you want to die! Die alone and don't cause a burden to others!”“That's enough, sir. She's just new here. Please do not raise your voice at her.” Marti
“I'm glad to see you have appetite, ma'am,” Amia said, glaring at me as I ate the fruit and vegetable salad she brought up here. I do this for my child. I can't starve because it will affect him. My child might even be harmed if I don't follow the doctor's advice. “What else do you need, ma'am?”I finished eating and drinking milk. I leaned back and looked at her. Her eyes showed the happiness she felt. I thought Amia was not going to take good care of me after I yelled at her while I was taking my anger out on God. But she was still here; she took care of me even better. “I don't need anything more, Amia. The truth is that I want you to leave me here so that I can rest.”She took the things on the table and put them on the tray with a smile. “If that's what you want, ma'am.”Amia turned back on me. I remembered that I had never thanked her. I cleared my throat, and she turned to me. “Amia, thank you for the delicious food. I am very happy,” I said with a sincere smile on my lip
The next day he went to the room, making me think about what he was doing here. “Woman, some maids will come up here to assist you, making yourself presentable. We are going to an important occasion. I am going to attend a party later tonight; around 10 PM we should be there at the venue,” he said, not at all excited. However, I was happy; tears rolled down my face when he said that. Finally, I can go out again. I immediately stood up and approached him. I suddenly grabbed his chest; later on, my fingers traveled until they were together and locked on his back. With the joy I felt, I suddenly hugged El; I forgot even for a moment my anger towards him. He's letting me see the outside world again, and that is something to be grateful for as someone who hasn't been out to parties and occasions for a quite long time. “El, thank you very much for taking me out with you. You know that I haven't been to occasions like that in a long time, right?”He grabbed my shoulders and distanced me
“This way, sir,” the attendant immediately said when we arrived at the venue. My hand was holding El's arm. I don't know why my husband doesn't seem to want to let go of my hand that was holding on him even for a second. I just thought that his actions are just for the show; he pretends to be sweet to me even though the truth is that he is irritated and wants to separate me from him. “The Cupid and his Psyche are here!”Someone shouted happily; it led me to become more excited. “Mister Suarez, you had a great date tonight.”“She's damn gorgeous.”“And sexy!”“Everyone, that's why I haven't let her go to parties with me these past months because I am afraid that others will always see her. You know, any man who has a beautiful and sexy wife feels the same way.”Because of what he said, my face turned red. I'm disgusted with myself because even though I know that he will hurt me again when it's just the two of us, I become weak with his simple words, even though all of that is not tr
From earlier on our trip home to the mansion, he was quiet; it was so peaceful inside the car. He still didn't speak until we walked through the mansion's wide living room and climbed the glittering staircase. I only heard the sound of our steps, but no words were uttered by my jealous husband.“Come inside now, Valerie,” he said coldly. Finally, he said words. I walked inside the room and passed by him, facing the quiet bed.The sound of the door closing was soft. I was surprised because of his behavior. He was gentle in his actions, something that made me think that it was really refreshing.I thought he was going to yell at me again now or he was going to hurt me physically. But that was not what he did, because he just showed me his very cold treatment. I disdained to face him and stare into his eyes. Only half of his face was covered with a gray and luxurious mask. The tip of his pointed nose was sticking out, and I could see his pink lips. There was a storm raging inside of h
My legs were spread a little wider to make him enjoy pulling and pushing in my slippery, tight hole. My hands were holding tight to his necktie, making him smile. He was sadistic in his little ways, yet I couldn't hate him. Hence, my flesh liked it. It was like I was in the garden, where beautiful flowers were blooming elegantly. “Eldifonso, you're so big! I hate you, but I like how you drive my pussy crazy.” I praised him, letting my saliva slip in the tunnel of my throat.“Oh, fuck you, my wife. I love it when you call me by my name. Don't you know it? That's music to my ears.”In the whole duration of our marriage, it was the first time that I felt I was valuable to him. He could beat a person who was possessed by a sex god in the way he moves his thighs and digs down into my flesh. “Oh, Eldifonso! My Eldifonso, my hated husband, why are you so good in bed?” In this moment, there was no hatred inside my heart, but all were admiring and wanting more of him. His dick was hard a
“Why are you still awake, woman? Go, close your eyes, and sleep now,” he said with the voice of a half-sleeping man. “How do you know that I am still awake, El? You're closing your eyes.”“I have more than how many senses you have.” His joke made me push myself more to his body, pulling his hot and muscular body towards me. “I will sleep now, El.”Seizing the moment that he was with me, I pretended to be asleep and opened my eyes as I heard him breathing peacefully. He was now totally asleep. I slowly carried my head and looked at him, admiring his thick lashes, fair skin, and perfect-shaped face. No one saw his face. According to my research before we got married, he suddenly emerged to be the richest man just a few years ago, beating the Billchirs clan. His business focused on hotels, resorts, restaurants, and furniture, and all were famous all over Texas and overseas. I was tempted to touch his face, causing my heart to beat fastly. If he could catch me doing this, he might g
“Eli Madrigal?”It was too late when I was able to hide the card that Eli gave me from auntie, and she caught me wearing a wide smile. “Auntie…”“Is he the man you told about who spent a large amount of money to be with you? He purchased you, doubling your price.”“Yes, auntie. It was him. I hate it because he always follows me. I thought that he wouldn't look for me anymore, but he told me that he looked for me everywhere.”“Hate it? Really?”“Y-Yes, auntie. Who is happy if there is someone like him? Even if you told him not to follow you anymore and look for you, he doesn't give up; he is still constantly sniffing anywhere just to see me.”She held my cheek, slowly guiding my face, making me look at her. “It's not hate that I see in your eyes, sweetie. What I see is Eli Madrigal’s effect on you. Ever since you were hanging out at the nightclub, you've always told me about him, even though you've only met a few times.”“Auntie, I feel hate when he follows me.”“Alright. Lie as you
A few people were walking around the distance. A man pulled me. He is strong; that's why he forced me to go with him. He made me lean against the familiar Audi. I pushed back the strands of my hair, which made me unable to see this man's face. My heart suddenly beat faster when I saw the face of the man who was my customer at the nightclub. He was the one who spent pages of dollars just to be with me, but nothing happened to us because if my personal reasons. Gladly, he never forced me to have sex with him. He was gentle, calm, and hot; that's why I cut off our relationship earlier before I totally fall for him. I don't want my attraction to him to take root. “Valentina, it's good, and I've seen you. Don't you know that I go back and forth to the nightclub but I can't see you there.” He looked away for a moment. “Sabrina said that you have left and are not coming back. He doesn't know where you live. It's really hard for you to be caught.”“Eli Madrigal, I told you that we should c
—Valerie Wills—I was smiling, but my eyes were on fire as I stared at the mirror and watched how I removed the mask I was wearing. I was a prisoner of my husband, mistreated and not showered with even the slightest bit of love. My death at his hands is what made me free—why I'm here and living behind this mask. A few years have passed since I was the imprisoned and battered wife of Eldifonso, but now that I am free from his devil hands, I will not let him take the chance to breathe loosely. My admiration for him turned to anger and hatred, and that is why I pretended to be Madame McLadel's niece. I will never forget what my husband did to me. Despite the love I gave him, he returned it to me with cruelty. In the month of my giving birth to my son that he denied me now, he injected me with drugs until my whole body stiffened and I lost consciousness. He even let a doctor undergo a caesarean procedure on me for his own interests. He didn't want me to be with my child and deprived me
“Martin! It was her! She really is Valentina in the nightclub! And probably she is my wife!”I almost jumped for joy while telling Martin what happened. I can't really measure the happiness in my heart right now. “I'm freaking happy, Martin! I don't know how to describe my happiness when I saw her! I almost lost myself and ran to her and hugged her so tight!”“It's really obvious that you're happy, sir,” Martin said, smiling sincerely as he looked at me. I've been walking around my office for a while now, trying, consumed by the happiness I feel.“How could it not be, Martin?! It was her! I was eager to hold her face and hug her while telling her that she doesn't need to wear a mask in front of me. She can hurt me without hiding behind her mask. I will wholeheartedly accept a slap, punch, or bad words from her because I had committed a great sin against her then.”“Yeah.” He gulped the drink inside his glass. “But sorry to cut down your happiness, sir. I'll just remind you that even
I was sitting at a table in a popular restaurant. The whole place was closed because the McLadels had booked a reservation with them yesterday. Madame McLadel must be so glad because of the wealth she has now. If it wasn't because of her niece, she wouldn't have experienced this luxurious life that she enjoys. Her company was just a dust before; other investors even disliked it, but look at her now; her self-esteem is high, like that of Signor Suarez when I first managed his company. Yes, it was already high, but it became more fragrant to the investors because of me. And we'll see where Signor Suarez will take his pride if I leave him to build my family. I yawned while stretching my legs under the table. I've been waiting here for a while, but the McLadels are yet to arrive. It's really different when people are so rich; they think they are the most important people. I looked at the watch on my left wrist. I just shook my head when I saw that it was 8:30 PM; they said the meeting w
I am on my way home from my office. On the way, I often peeked outside because I wished to see Valerie walking on the sidewalks or maybe sitting on the steel chairs on the side of the street. Suddenly, a car blocked the way. It's a good thing because I braked immediately. Otherwise we would have collided, which could have caused an accident. I got out of the car to see who shamelessly blocked in front of me. A familiar face flashed before my eyes, looking at me straight to my soul. What I felt was not anger but fear that he would ask where his daughter was. He was in a red suit, and the way he walked at me caused my knees to shiver. Why do I become like this? Why did all the courage I gathered since they fired me from their company and imprisoned me for a sin I did not commit suddenly disappear? “Mister Suarez, it's good to meet you.”“What do you need from me, Mister Wills? I gave you what you wanted. You got a lot of money from me. I guess there's no reason for us to meet and di
I am attracted to her not only because she's sexy or because she caused me to be hypnotized because of her seductive beauty, but because my heart was telling me that Valentina and I were connected even before—because she is my wife. I'm in my car right now, thinking about what Sabrina told me. Valerie made her life very private after I dumped her. My phone made a sound, disturbing my deep thinking about my wife. “Hello, Martin. What's the news?”“Sir, it's really bad news. It's like, in the blink of an eye, our clients retreated together. They say they have found a new supplier of arms. They even said that what that supplier produces is more durable.”“What?! Martín, this can't be! Who is their supplier?!”“I don't know, sir. After they backed out of the deal, they blocked our social media accounts and even the numbers we use to communicate with them.”I sighed heavily. This is definitely my karma because of the people who were killed by the illegal weapons that I produced. I just fe
Martin and I walked back and forth, but we didn't find a skeleton in the place where he dumped Valerie's body. It gave me hope; she was still alive. I looked at the piece of heaven I glimpsed when I looked up under the big trees. “Martin, Valentina is Valerie. My hope grew stronger because there was no skeleton here to prove that she was dead.”“Yes, sir. Ma'am Valerie is still alive. We can even change our mistakes towards her. I can apologize to her after I brought her to this place.”I smiled bitterly. “She will forgive you immediately, Martin. My wife knows that you only did that to her because of my order. It was visible to her that you are loyal to me, so she won't hold a grudge against you; she will definitely be angry with me!”“She loves you, sir.”I turned my gaze to Martin and nodded. “I know. But I'm sure that she has had different feelings for me through the years. And I can't blame her if she hates me that much again.” My tears rolled down my face. I turned to the ot
A few nights passed when Valentina completely cut our ties. She said that the meeting between the two of us will lead nowhere. If I could wear my mask earlier so that she would know that I am her husband, you would have done it. But I hesitated doing that because if she finds out that I and Eldifonso are one, she might get scared and hide again. Yes, she said that we would never see each other again. But I will do everything to always see her. I know that she is my wife, that I did wrong before, that I was angry because of her parents, that I didn't give even a little love to, and that I didn't take care of her despite her love for me. I reached for the half-full bottle of whiskey and poured a small amount into a small glass. I drank the alcohol and sighed after, looking at the dark sky with just a few stars twinkling for it. “Daddy, I can't sleep,” my son said from behind. I put the glass on the table and turned to him. He came to me carrying his Stitch teddy bear. I bent down