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“Get out of here.” Lucia said looking away. “Excuse me?” Sarah frowned more. “Didn't you hear me the first time? I said get out of my room right now!” Lucia turned to her and shot her a glare. She had had enough of her rudeness. “I am your doctor and you can't kick me out. I performed surgery on you...” Sarah blabbed. “And, my husband is paying you for your services. You aren't doing anything here for free or out of charity? So stop with the nonsense and get out of my sight.” Lucia said not knowing where this bottled up anger came from. All she knew was how frustrated she had become. Nobody was treating her nice at all. It wasn't just her own husband but even a doctor who was also a woman just like her. She couldn't believe there were so many heartless souls in this city. But then she shouldn't be surprised as Sylvester ruled the entire city and only those loyal to him remained alive. Lucia got to know that every staff at the hospital was at Sylvester's beck and call. His late gr
Her vision was going blurry and darkness was soon seeping in. She now wondered if this was her end. Sylvester gritted and with a loud groan jerked her away while taking his hand off her neck. Lucia's head hit the pillow hard as her body also bounced back against the bed. She quickly held her neck while swallowing the oxygen around her. She also started to cough as her scared eyes was still on Sylvester. “...A-am s...sorry. I-I...” Lucia didn't know when she got the courage to say all that but now she was very regretful. All of the bottled up frustration inside her suddenly spilled out and she couldn't control herself. She realized her mistake but her heart didn't stop beating fast seeing Sylvester's eyes turning a blot red with rage. Before Lucia knew it, her eyes went to the door and found two of Sylvester's guards by the door. Both of them holding a loaded rifle. Lucia gasped when Sylvester held her arm forcing her to look at him again. This time she knew she was surely done for
“And, now I wonder which punishment is suitable for you, my liar of a wife.” Shaking her head in denial she tried moving away from him as fast as she could but she only ended up with her face pressed against his solid chest. His hold around her was strong and she could sense his insanity all over. It was making her whole body scream. She shakily gasped and whimpered while shaking her head again in denial when his warm breath hit her ears and his voice boomed. “Don't worry love. I'll give you another chance to run away. Let's see what happens then.” Lucia fought to push him away but her whole body was encased in his iron hold. She kept on crying and pleading with her head moving about. “No! I won't run away.” She hiccuped and felt him almost destroying her ribcage. Her heart was pounding so fast and she wonders how long her fragile heart would take all of it. “Now get up.” Lucia shooked her head and looked at him. “I won't run away. Please...don't kill me. I won't talk back to you e
Her whole body felt warm. Not just warm but also surprisingly good. She felt good. She slowly opened her eyes and found herself resting on a hanging chair. Her eyes stared ahead and a vast beautiful beach was in front of her. It looked very familiar. Her uncle Jonathan came to tap her shoulders getting her eyes away from the beach and to look at him. She smiled and took the pina colada drink he had for her. “Enjoying the view?” Jonathan asked and took off his sunshades before staring at the moving waters. “Dad's still busy with his meeting?” An eleven year old Lucia asked her uncle. “Hmm,” Jonathan hummed and looked at his niece who now had a sad face. It's been three days since they all came to the beach house and her father hadn't had any time for her. She could sense something was wrong. “Why are you sad now?” Jonathan asked. “I know that dad is troubled. I have noticed it for some days now. But...” Lucia let out a deep breath while swirling the straw in her pina colada. “Don't
“Ahhh...” Lucia winced as she tried to sit up and wondered how she was going to manage and handle this situation for the next six weeks. It would have been better if she had just died after jumping off from the edge of the roof. She never thought this problem will arise after choosing to take her own life. “Hey, does it hurt? Can you stand on your own? You'll need help.” Lucia froze the moment she heard his voice and his feet hitting the floor while coming to her. Looking at him she couldn't digest about what he had said earlier to the doctor before he saw her out. “You...you shouldn't have asked her to keep this thing on for six weeks. I...I wouldn't have liked causing you any...stress.” Lucia said being very careful with my words. She was trying not to get her heart all riled up again just because he was close to her. “And, who said you're causing me stress huh? I told the doctor I'll take care of you personally.” Lucia didn't like how he said he would take care of her personally
Lucia didn't feel like having anything to eat and could only stare at the grapes and berries before her. She felt so uncomfortable with Sylvester's long stare on her. It was like he had nothing else to do than to stare at her. “Won't you have the fruits or don't you want to overwork up your teeth? I can send for a soup instead.” Lucia looked at him before shooking her head and saying in her meek low voice. “Am not hungry.” Sylvester now had a frown on his face. “And, why aren't you? You haven't had anything since the fall. Your stomach was be empty. You must eat something or how will you get your strength and recover quickly?” Sylvester scolded her like a child and Lucia found it quite absurd that he was even thinking about her health all of a sudden. “I want you to start eating those fruits now or we'll have a problem Lucia.” Lucia gulped seeing his hard look and moved her arm slowly to pick up a grape. “Leave it. It seems you are in pain. I'll feed you myself.” Lucia felt so
Lucia wheeled herself into the walk-in closet accompanied by three female servants. She found the side where Liliana's dresses once were had been restocked with different types of expensive dresses. And, all were in her size. She wonders how Sylvester even knew her measurements. But then she inhaled knowing she wasn't to even think that anything has changed between them. She told the servants to help her shuffle between the racks for a nice sleeved black dress for the funeral she was to attend with Sylvester. She didn't know who had passed away and only knew the person was a close relative. Her mind kept on moving around in circles all centered around the same thing. What was Sylvester planning with her and why all of a sudden he was acting nice with her. Lucia looked at the time and knew Sylvester would be back home any minute. She had picked out a ruffle hem turtle neck black dress with the sleeves out. She had a white robe on and the servants wheeled her to her vanity table to ge
The car was already outside with the backseat door opened for them. Sylvester came out of the mansion with his wife in his arms. Lucia blinked and tried to look away when Sylvester's stare on her carried on for far too long. It was like he had nothing else to do since the time of her almost committing suicide. And, it was stressing her a lot that she wanted all of this to simply end. Sylvester got his face up ahead and was quick to spot Danilo and Victoria simultaneously stepping out of their home on the other side. Danilo looked pissed and Sylvester could tell why. Yesterday he didn't even step out of his house and he was supposed to welcome some important politicians and disguised drug dealers into their city. Nonetheless Sylvester took his eyes away and settled them back on his wife that seemed like the only thing that mattered right now. Her wheelchair was kept inside the trunk of the car while Sylvester slowly bent down a little while getting Lucia inside the car. Lucia looked
Sylvester felt upset, crazy, restless and above all didn't know how to feel, right now he was hating on Danilo for not telling him something as important as this earlier. How was it possible? Sylvester could very well recall that Lucius didn't have any living children, his late wife Elsa had a stillborn baby boy over thirty years ago and since then Lucius didn't remarry nor had any children, it was why he considered Sylvester as his own son. The most important thing, how did Danilo come to such a conclusion, and now that Sylvester imagined Lucia and Lucius side by side, their jawline were very similar but other than that nothing else were the same, and who was Lucia's mother if not Elsa? The note Danilo had left didn't reveal much details other than an address at the end. Another person named Dario Crawford knew about this truth, he was the private investigator hired by Danilo after the shooting incident and right now Sylvester was heading towards that address to meet with Dario to t
“We should be heading straight towards our bedroom, angel.” Sylvester said, his eyes glinting all the love and adoration for his only angel. Lucia smiled getting her arms more on his solid tattooed chest, her head also resting against his chest, while Sylvester rested his back against the wall next to the opened window. “We definitely should, my love.” Lucia muttered, a little exhausted, shutting her eyes briefly while taking in his sweet earthy scent. How much she loved being in his arms at this moment. Just the two of them embracing one another. “You have no idea how much this means to me, angel. I fucking adore you, am crazy about you, I've never been crazy about any woman before.” Sylvester kissed her hair and Lucia let out a low giggle. “I know.” A bit of pride edged in her voice. “That's because I'm unique. You'll never find a woman like me.” “You're fucking right about that, angel.” Sylvester admitted, wrapping his arms tightly around her body and sniffing her hair. Silen
Sylvester settled Lucia firmly on his desk, he pushed off all the stacks of papers off the desk along with the other objects, sending them all to the floor. The papers scattered into dozens of pieces all over the floor while the urge grew in Sylvester. Lucia shifted her ass further on the desk while Sylvester leaned closer and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face closer till he smashed his lips against hers. Lucia moaned in his mouth as Sylvester continued to suck on her mouth, his wet tongue teasing the inside of her mouth. With his hand still clasped around her neck from behind, Sylvester pulled her roughly, pressing her body against his, allowing her breasts to be squeezed tightly against his rock hard chest, her front was glued to his front, as he continued to devour her luscious mouth which sent tantalizing sparks down her entire body. He pulled away slowly before turning Lucia's head to the side and buried his face into her long swan-like neck, breathing in, sucki
“Do you fucking want something?” “Yes. I fucking want you.” Sylvester raised a brow, “Did you just curse at me?” His expression was that of surprise. “Maybe I did.” Lucia flattered her lashes before looking at his face again. He was stressed out, the heavy lines were all crossed across his forehead. She felt bad and didn't like seeing him so out of his element. “You didn't come to the dining table this morning?” Lucia stated, normally it would be him who always waited for her at the dining table. It turned to a habit of his to never eat without her. Now Lucia didn't want him so distant away from her now. “I had important work to do. And, if you don't mind, I'll like to return back to my work.” Sylvester said coldly before he resumed on his work. “Where were you all day?” The question simply vomited right out of her mouth without her brain even processing the words first. But it was too late to take it back. He heard her. “And, what's with that attitude?” Sylvester glared at
Lucia patiently waited at the dining table for Sylvester. She chose not to eat and instead wait to eat with him. And, probably to have a talk with him as well to explain what had really happened. Since he returned very early in the morning, Sylvester hadn't given her the looks at all. In one moment he was in the shower, and in the next moment he was already gone right before her eyes. Lucia didn't like the coldness that she saw in Sylvester's eyes for her. It crept a painful feeling beneath the pit of her stomach. She didn't want him to not look at her. On the contrary, she wanted his entire attention just like before. His full attention on her always annoyed her to bits in the past, but now she craved even a little bit of his love and attention. The servers were all waiting on her beck and call, everyone's gaze and ears sharp for whatever the mistress might need now that she was pregnant and expecting the future heir. The door of the dining room opened, prompting Lucia to turn her
Sylvester quickly came out of the shock he was reeling from, his heartbeat raced ten times but his posture remained still, his firm grip on the gun in his hand didn't waver, his eyes deadly and warning Fermin not to do try anything stupid. “You came here to kill us? Well, uncle. You are too late. My pops, Liliana and my mom have all escaped and Lucia is also coming with me. She won't return to you. Unless in a bodybag.” Fermin smiled, his eyes flashing wildly. “Think twice Fermin. You don't want to do this.” Sylvester warned in a deep, calm voice. His eyes deadly piercing against Fermin. The warning in his voice could be clearly perceived. “And, why should I? I've got nothing more to loose at this point. If I go down, then your precious wife and your heir goes down too. You'll see then die right before your very eyes. So don't try anything.” Fermin didn't back down, his fingers tightly secured around the gun, pressing the mouth of the gun against her belly, leaving no other way f
“Your body is slowly returning to normal.” The doctor informed Lucia. “Doctor, is my baby alright?” Lucia asked, fear and desperation were felt in her low voice. She didn't know what she would do if something happened to her very first child. “Don't worry. The baby is fine. Fortunately, the drugs weren't completely injested into your body and I was able to be here on time. You have your uncle to thank for that.” The doctor smiled, his eyes coming towards Jonathan who was next to Lucia, his face seemingly etched and filled with worry for his dear niece. Lucia already knew Jonathan was a scumbag, she knew who he really was and she still couldn't fathom around the fact that Jonathan and Victoria are lovers, and Fermin is the product of that affair. She had overheard Jonathan spilling the truth in her almost unconscious state, though her body had been paralyzed, her ears still worked fine, and her eyes were still opened even though it was blurry. She was more than stunned and only kn
Sylvester took a long drag of the cigarette, in the hope of extinguishing the flames that were spreading across his chest, but nothing seemed to work at all. It felt like someone was burning him on the inside and the intensity and pressure only built up more. It felt like his soul had been taken away from his body, like an empty walking corpse. Realizing each time that his angel wasn't here with him, continued to prick him like he was burning in flames, the amount of fear that churned in his heart knowing he might never see her again was wrenching enough, far worse than any physical pain. Last night his men returned with nothing about her, and he decided to go out himself, it rained heavily all night but he didn't care running around the empty streets, screaming out her name like he had gone insane. He gritted recalling her. He hated her to the core for daring to walk out on him, for ever lying to him and deceiving him. But still he wanted her with him, he didn't know for how long h
Lucia could barely sleep all night. She had kept one eye open throughout the night, fearful of anyone creeping into the room she was in. Her fear knew no bounds ever since she found out she was pregnant. Her stomach made an odd sound of hunger but Lucia told herself that she had to hold on. The soup was more than cold already and the rich, wild aroma had completely died making her taste buds almost vanishing. She knew she had to eat something for her baby's sake and health, but she could never ever trust anyone in this mansion that was now like a cage for her. It was already 7am in the morning, the sun slowly beginning to peak out from behind the mountains and skylines. Lucia knew they weren't in the city but more like in the outskirts. Each time she thought that she wouldn't be rescued soon, the more she had her hopes very high on Sylvester's obsession and his intense love for her. A noise came from outside, the sound of the door kinking along with the shuffling of metal keys. L