The atmosphere in the police station changed as Francisco made his dramatic entrance. The news of his arrest had undoubtedly sent shock waves through the entire facility. Sergeant Martin, caught between the allegiance to his corrupt dealings and the fear of being exposed, found himself in a precarious situation.As the word spread, police officers and personnel started gathering, their expressions a mix of curiosity and tension. Martin, unsure of how to navigate this sudden turn of events, felt a knot tightening in his stomach."God, what should I do?" he muttered, the weight of his choices bearing down on him.His loyalties were divided between his role as a police officer and the ties he shared with Francisco, a criminal mastermind.Amid the internal turmoil, a sudden announcement echoed through the station, "They are here.”“Inform everyone."Martin's anxiety heightened, realizing that the moment of reckoning had arrived. He stood up tentatively and began moving towards the entranc
The school corridors were unusually quiet as Adam, clad in a sweeper costume, and Freddie, disguised as a teacher, maintained a vigilant watch over their surroundings. The atmosphere was tense with anticipation as they waited for any sign of suspicious activity from their respective teams.Hours passed without a hint of trouble, leaving Adam and Freddie growing increasingly restless. The disguised duo exchanged glances, wondering if their elaborate plan had been unnecessary. The school seemed to be in a state of normalcy, and their fellow team members were nowhere to be seen.Just as the tension began to wane, the principal emerged from his chamber, wearing a smile on his face. Adam and Freddie shared a quick, puzzled look before Freddie decided to approach the principal discreetly.Leaning in, Freddie whispered, "What happened?”“Why did you come out?"“Sorry, Mr., but today an important person is also coming."The principal, with a friendly smile, shared the unexpected news, "Yes, a
With the signed documents securely in place, Liam handed over the substantial sum of money to the principal. Gratitude filled the air as the principal marveled at the unexpected turn of events. Liam, in his composed manner, spoke up, "Sir, can I talk to Mr. Lane.""Of course you can," the principal responded warmly."He must be in his class.""Wait, let me call him to come here," the principal added, summoning a staff member to fetch Mr. Lane to his office. Moments later, Lane entered the room with a beaming smile."Mr. Liam, you are here," Lane greeted him enthusiastically."Yes, Mr. Lane," Liam replied, standing up to shake hands with the English teacher.The principal, sensing a positive rapport, suggested, "Sir, can I see around your school?""Sure, Mr. Liam," the principal approved."Mr. Lane, please escort him."Liam and Lane exchanged glances, smiles playing on their faces, as they exited the principal's chamber. The trio embarked on a tour of the school, weaving through corrid
As Freddie continued observing from the second floor, his suspicions heightened when he saw the mysterious man pointing something at Mr. Lane. The atmosphere seemed charged with tension, and Lane's obvious nervousness only fueled Freddie's concerns.Reacting swiftly, Freddie reached for a small device and clicked a button, initiating a covert communication channel with Adam, who was still posing as a sweeper."Adam, can you hear me?" Freddie murmured discreetly.Adam, aware and ready for any instructions, touched his ears and stopped sweeping."Yes, what happened?""We need to know about the man who donated money to this school," Freddie said urgently."I saw him walking with Mr. Lane," Adam replied."Yes, I am seeing them from the second floor. Can you go and see what they are doing?"Freddie instructed; his voice low and filled with a sense of urgency."Okay!"Adam responded, swiftly moving towards the location where Freddie had spotted Lane and the mysterious man.Meanwhile, back i
The principal's brows arched in surprise as he spotted Freddie, gun in hand, pointing it at Liam. The unexpected turn of events prompted the principal to question Freddie's actions."What are you doing?" the principal uttered, his voice tinged with both surprise and concern.Freddie, unwavering, answered without shifting his gaze from Liam's back, "We need to talk to him. Please move aside."As Liam turned back, locking eyes with Freddie, the tension in the air became palpable. The exchange of glances spoke volumes, each party assessing the other's motives and intentions."What is it, sir?" Liam inquired, adopting an air of innocence. "Who is he? Is this not a bit harassing?"Liam, skilled in the art of provocation, aimed to shift the dynamics of the confrontation."I came here to donate, but I didn't know it would turn out like this."The principal, attempting to defuse the situation, shook his head and approached with a nervous expression."No, Mr. Liam, you misunderstand me. It's
Rafael, flanked by his team, gazed through the one-way mirror at Francisco, the once untouchable tycoon now sitting alone in a chamber. The news of Francisco's arrest had spread like wildfire, echoing through the corridors of power and the business world. Every move, every word will be scrutinized in the coming days. The chamber was designed for moments like these, with a large sealed mirror serving as a window into Francisco's world. He sat on a solitary chair, aware that countless eyes were watching his every move. The weight of the evidence against him, embodied by the wounded Liam in a hospital bed under heavy security, loomed over the room. Rafael, determined to extract the truth, turned to his team and declared, "I am going to talk to him." As Rafael prepared to enter the chamber for the interrogation, Peter halted him with a suggestion that caught him off guard. "Rafael, I think Hazel should go," Peter proposed, his eyes serious with intent. Rafael's brows arched in surpri
Hazel and Francisco remained alone in the chamber, the air thick with tension and the weight of unspoken truths. Rafael, torn between concern for Hazel's safety and frustration at the unfolding events, watched as they forced him out of the room."Why did you guys let her alone with him?"Rafael protested, his voice laden with worry.Ken arched his brows, attempting to explain, "Rafael, Hazel can save herself. And it is all because of you. If you didn't hit him, he would not ask it."The reality of the situation hit Rafael, the consequences of his actions reverberating through the chamber. The potential suspension of Hazel, the intricate web of manipulations, and the power still held by Francisco created a volatile mix of emotions."Can you imagine that because of it he could suspend you from the job? He still has the power in his hands," Ken added, emphasizing the precariousness of their situation.Robert, sensing the rising tension, raised his hands in a calming gesture."Please, guy
Hazel's lips met Rafael's in a tender kiss, an expression of the deep connection that existed between them. Rafael, his fingers gently tucking her hair behind her ear, reciprocated the affection.Breaking the kiss, Hazel looked into Rafael's eyes, her body now positioned above his. A sense of vulnerability lingered in her gaze, a vulnerability born not from their intimate connection but from the ominous shadows of Francisco's threats.Rafael, cupping her face with a tender touch, voiced the longing he felt, "I have missed you, Hazel.""I miss you too, Rafael," Hazel replied.She nestled her head on his bare chest, seeking solace in the warmth of their closeness.The aftermath of their intimacy enveloped them, Rafael's fingers gently caressing her hair as they both basked in the comfort of each other's presence. Yet, Hazel's fingers traced absentminded patterns on his chest, her mind grappling with the persistent fears that Francisco's words had stirred within her.Indifference marked
"Hazel."Francisco gently guided her to sit beside him, closer than before. He didn’t wait for her response."Our baby will play like them, right?" His voice was soft, almost hopeful.Hazel remained silent.Then, suddenly, she felt a touch on her belly.She froze.Francisco's large palm traced over her stomach, slow and deliberate. Her heartbeat quickened."I wonder how much he or she has developed inside you," he murmured. His words echoed in her mind, stirring something deep within her.When Hazel first learned she was pregnant, her immediate thought was to end it. She didn’t want to carry the child of a man who had turned her life into a nightmare. A mafia king—a ruthless, heartless man.And yet… she couldn’t.Francisco was right. Their child would play one day.She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, and slowly raised her eyes.The moment she did, she met his gaze.Francisco was leaning in closer, watching her intently.A wave of discomfort washed over her. She didn’t wa
"Francisco..."Diana’s voice was weary. She no longer had the strength to argue. Max had tried and failed. Now, so had she.With a deep sigh, she murmured, "I really don’t know what to say to you."She looked at him, her expression filled with concern. "But I don’t want my brother to lose himself over someone else.""You’ve already made so many mistakes, Francisco."Francisco’s gaze remained cold. "Diana, no matter what happens, I will not leave her."His voice was firm, unwavering. "This is my world… and no one has the power to challenge me."Diana studied his face, searching for even a flicker of doubt. There was none.She sighed again, softer this time. "You don’t understand.""You’ve bound her to your dark world, Francisco. You’ve dragged her into danger. She can easily become prey to your enemies."Francisco arched a brow, his voice turning sharp. "Before that happens, I will destroy everything."Diana’s eyes widened in disbelief.Diana let out a weary sigh and nodded. "Actually,
Francisco and Hazel sat together at the dining table. The warm aroma of chicken soup filled the air as Francisco placed a bowl in front of her.Hazel picked up the spoon, staring at the soup for a moment. She didn’t feel like eating, but she knew Francisco wouldn't let her off so easily.“Just take a sip,” he said, watching her closely.She pressed her lips together, then hesitantly took the spoon to her mouth. The flavor was mild, not too spicy, just warm enough to be comforting. She took another spoonful, then another.Slowly, she finished the bowl.Francisco observed her, satisfied. He turned to Lily and said, “Help her get ready.”Hazel looked at him, brows slightly furrowed.“Are we going somewhere?” she asked.“Yes…” Francisco said, his tone unreadable. “We’re going to the hospital for a check-up.”Hazel blinked, processing his words. She said nothing, simply stood up and went upstairs to get ready.**A short while later, they were in the car, driving toward the hospital. The a
"Yes…"A heavy silence filled the air."Yes, you will be free."Francisco’s voice was firm, unwavering. His blue eyes held no warmth, only a cold determination.Hazel let out a bitter chuckle. "Liar!"Francisco didn’t flinch. Instead, he met her gaze and spoke again, his tone deadly serious."I promise you again…"Hazel’s fingers curled into fists."I will do whatever you ask."Her breath hitched."But—"Her eyes locked onto his, waiting, expecting."But you can’t push me away from you during these months."Francisco leaned closer, his voice almost pleading but still wrapped in authority."I want to be with you… and our child."Hazel inhaled sharply.She searched his face, trying to read beyond his words, beyond his promises.This man—who had taken everything from her—was still trying to claim more.Minutes passed.Francisco called her name again. "Hazel…"She finally exhaled and gave in. "Okay."Francisco shut his eyes for a moment, and then, suddenly, he pulled her into a tight embr
Hazel’s breathing grew ragged, her vision fading into darkness.The world around her blurred.Dizzy… too dizzy…Her body swayed.“Miss…?”“Miss Hazel, what’s wrong?”No response.Then—she collapsed.Lily’s eyes widened in horror. The guards stiffened, panic flashing across their faces.If something happened to Hazel, Francisco would not spare them.“Miss Hazel!” Lily cried, rushing forward, catching Hazel before she hit the ground.Her hands trembled as she patted Hazel’s cheeks, but there was no reaction.“Quickly! Take her to the room! I’ll call Miss Diana!” she ordered.One of the guards wasted no time. He lifted Hazel’s unconscious body into his arms and hurried toward the staircase.But just as he reached the first step—They all froze.A dark figure stood before the door.Francisco.A heavy silence fell over the room.Lily and the guards felt their hearts drop, their faces going pale.Behind Francisco stood Max, his expression unreadable.He had returned.From Italy.And now—he
"Please, let me go from here," Hazel pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.Lily's face fell, her expression filled with concern.She shook her head and said softly, "Miss, please calm down.""It won’t be good for you."Hazel’s eyes narrowed as she looked up at Lily."What?" she asked, her voice rising."Why?""Let me go! Francisco isn’t even here!"Lily pressed her lips together, trying to find the right words. But before she could respond, Hazel’s breathing grew erratic.She started shaking her head violently, her emotions spiraling out of control."Miss, please," Lily whispered, reaching out to hold her.Hazel’s chest rose and fell rapidly."Let me go!" she screamed.Her hands trembled as she shoved Lily away from her with all her strength.Lily stumbled backward, her eyes widening in shock.Hazel’s heart pounded as she turned toward the door.Without thinking, she rushed forward, yanking the door open.Her pulse spiked when she saw two guards standing there, looking at her
Kevin Hilton, the former leader of the Snake Clan, was a man whose name commanded fear and respect. He was Francisco’s grandfather, a man who had built a legacy so powerful that no one dared to challenge his authority. His influence remained unshaken, his status immovable.As Francisco’s words echoed through the room, Kevin slowly turned back to face him. His expression remained unreadable, but his sharp eyes studied his grandson carefully.Francisco kept his gaze lowered, his hands clenched into fists.After a brief silence, he finally spoke. "And I want to spend my whole life with her."Kevin blinked slowly, fully turning toward Francisco this time. His presence was overwhelming, his voice firm and demanding."Is that so?" He arched a brow. "It seems you’ve already made up your mind."Francisco didn’t respond. He remained silent, his body tense.Kevin exhaled, his patience thinning. He could see that Francisco would not bend to his will, not this time. His voice grew colder, more co
"How are you, my dear?" Francisco said in a low tone.Hazel remained soundly asleep.Francisco gently traced his fingers over her head, his touch soft and lingering. Hazel shifted slightly, as if comforted by his presence.He kept his gaze on her for a few minutes before whispering, "Thank you."The Next MorningHazel woke up, blinking away sleep. She sat up on the bed and gazed out through the Thai glass doors leading to the balcony.Last night... I felt someone was here with me. Was it Francisco? She clenched her jaw. I know he messed up something—that's why he vanished.I don’t know when this will end. When will I be free from this monster?I hate him.I just hate him.One Month LaterIt had been a month, and Hazel felt restless. Her period was late, which made her uneasy.She finally asked Lily to call Diana.Now, Diana sat in front of her, her expression unreadable."I missed my period," Hazel murmured, her voice laced with irritation.She couldn't understand what was wrong with
"Then let me go," Hazel said firmly.Max’s expression remained stern, his eyes narrowing.She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "Francisco isn’t here. Just let me go. I promise I won’t cause any trouble for you or anyone else."Max arched an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced.Hazel’s gaze locked onto his, her heart pounding. For the last time, God, let my manipulation work, she prayed silently. But Max’s face remained impassive. Suddenly, he shoved her backward, his voice cold and sharp. "If you weren’t Francisco’s girl, I’d kill you right here and now.""Better if you cooperate with Francisco and stop thinking about escaping," he added, his tone dripping with finality.Hazel stood still for a moment, trying to steady herself. Her chest tightened as frustration surged through her. "I was just trying to save you and your friend from more trouble," she said, her voice laced with sarcasm. "But it seems you’re not interested."Her tone shifted, quieter but full of bitterness. "Fine, then. Le