"Rafael!" Logan's voice echoed in the empty washroom, his mind consumed by Rafael's warning. With a heavy heart, he crumpled the note in his hand and swiftly disposed of it, watching as it disappeared into the swirling water.Emerging from the washroom, Logan's thoughts remained fixated on his daughter, Hazel. Was Rafael's warning legitimate? Doubt gnawed at him as he grappled with the implications of the message. What dangers lurked beneath the surface of their seemingly ordinary lives? And what about this company?Driven by a sense of urgency, Logan hurriedly retrieved his laptop and settled into his chair. With trembling fingers, he began to draft an application for a day's leave, his mind racing with thoughts of Hazel's safety and the need to unravel the truth lurking in the shadows.Meanwhile, on the other side, Rafael diligently completed his task of fixing the board, his movements swift and precise. Despite the lingering presence of the tall man, Rafael remained focused, determ
Hazel was sitting in the garden, enjoying the tranquility as she sipped her coffee and delved into a novel she had found in Francisco's library. The soft chirping of birds provided a soothing background to her reading.Suddenly, the sound of a car pulling into the mansion's grounds broke the peaceful ambiance. Hazel glanced up, her brows furrowing slightly as she noticed Francisco's car arriving. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for his presence.Francisco stepped out of the car, his gaze immediately finding Hazel seated in the garden. He offered her a warm smile before making his way over to her, his coat draped over his arm.Hazel sensed Francisco's approach but kept her focus on her book, unwilling to engage with him. As he neared, Francisco inquired, "What are you reading?"Hazel sighed softly, her tone tinged with indifference, "Nothing much."Francisco's smile widened at her response as he settled down beside her, his gaze lingering on her. "Then talk to me," he encoura
"Just one night," Francisco's voice, dripping with seduction, caressed Hazel's ear as he whispered his proposal.Hazel's breath caught in her throat as she felt his warm breath against her skin. Their eyes met once more, locking in a silent exchange of desire and uncertainty. Francisco's proximity was intoxicating, leaving Hazel feeling dizzy with conflicting emotions. She struggled to regain her composure, her heart pounding in her chest.Unable to form a coherent response, Hazel remained silent as Francisco pressed her for an answer. His words hung in the air, heavy with anticipation, as he awaited her reply."Should I take it as yes?" Francisco's voice, tinged with a hint of impatience, pierced the tense silence between them.Hazel lifted her gaze to meet his, her expression guarded yet resolute. She refused to succumb to his manipulative charms, determined to assert her independence in the face of his persistent advances."You are too much," Hazel retorted, her tone laced with exa
Doris paused, her hand freezing in midair as she looked at Logan with a mixture of confusion and concern."But why? We need to talk to her," she protested, her voice filled with a sense of urgency.Logan hesitated for a moment, his mind grappling with the gravity of the situation. "I know, but we need to tread carefully," he explained, his tone grave. "If Rafael's warning is to be believed, Hazel could be in danger. We can't risk tipping off whoever might be threatening her.""And Rafael said the company is also a trap for us," Logan added, his brow furrowing in deep thought."That means they are keeping eyes on us?"Doris asked, her voice tinged with worry.Logan nodded solemnly. "I think so," he replied, his expression reflecting the weight of their predicament.He rubbed his temples in frustration, feeling the weight of their uncertain circumstances pressing down on him."We need to act carefully; it seems they are so powerful," Logan remarked, his voice heavy with concern.Doris n
Hazel pressed her lips, her palms clutching her gown tightly as a husky voice interrupted her reverie."Did you like it?"Startled, Hazel spun around to find Francisco standing there, his presence looming over her like a shadow. His hands hovered near her waist, but he made no move to touch her. Their faces were mere inches apart, his intense gaze locking onto hers.Hazel swallowed hard, feeling a flutter of nerves in her stomach. Francisco looked breathtakingly handsome, his hair styled back in a sleek brush that accentuated his rugged features. Despite herself, Hazel couldn't help but feel a twinge of attraction toward him."Did you like it?" Francisco repeated, his voice low and smooth.Hazel's brows furrowed slightly as she took a step back, creating some distance between them. She forced herself to maintain a neutral expression, not wanting to betray the tumult of emotions swirling inside her."It's okay," she replied, her tone guarded. "It's nothing special."Francisco chuckled
Francisco's teasing tone did little to ease her anxiety, and she felt a knot forming in her stomach as she reached for the phone. "I thought they would also be alone spending time together, but here they started missing their daughter," he added with a smile.Hazel managed a weak chuckle, "Mom," Hazel murmured softly, her voice filled with emotion.Francisco's smile widened as he observed Hazel's reaction, silently acknowledging the significance of the moment. He appreciated her willingness to engage, despite the complexities of their relationship.With a reassuring nod, Francisco handed her the phone, urging her to take the call. "Come on, talk to her," he encouraged gently, his tone softening with understanding.Hazel hesitated for a moment before accepting the phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she prepared to answer the video call from her mother."Hello?""Mom," she greeted, her voice filled with affection and longing.Doris returned her daughter's greeting with a warm smil
Francisco remained silent, his features set in a mask of unreadable stoicism. Hazel felt the weight of his silence bearing down on her, each passing moment amplifying the gravity of her mistake.As Francisco tightened his jaw, Hazel sensed his unease, a flicker of understanding passing between them. She knew she had to act quickly before her father's suspicions grew any further.With determination burning in her chest, Hazel rose from her seat, her movements deliberate as she approached Francisco."I need to do something, or else he may start doubting my dad," Hazel thought, her mind racing with possibilities.She reached out and gently clasped Francisco's hand, her touch seeking reassurance amidst the tension that hung in the air.Francisco narrowed his eyes, studying her with a mix of concern and curiosity."My dad is always like this. I think he was just a bit tense for me," Hazel offered, her voice soft but resolute.A flicker of understanding crossed Francisco's features as he ab
Hazel emerged from the washroom, her bathrobe draped around her as she sank onto the edge of the bed. Her mind buzzed with the weight of Francisco's words, the vulgar proposal echoing in her thoughts. With furrowed brows, she touched her forehead, grappling with the difficult decision looming before her.As she pondered her next move, her gaze turned steely as she fixed her stern eyes on the door, determination burning within her.Francisco, on the other side of the door in his own room, stepped out of the bathroom, water droplets glistening on his sculpted abs and cascading down his wet hair. Clad only in a towel wrapped around his lower body, he moved toward the bed where his clothes lay waiting. As he reached out to grab his night pajamas, a creak of the door drew his attention.Turning in surprise, Francisco's eyes widened as he beheld Hazel standing in the doorway, clad in her bathrobe.Francisco's raised eyebrows conveyed a mix of surprise and curiosity as he beheld Hazel standi