Francisco's face contorted with anger as he disregarded her words, his hands tugging at his sleeves in a display of simmering violence. With a chilling indifference, he revealed the veins bulging beneath his skin, a silent threat of brutality yet to come."Rape?"Francisco's stern gaze bore down on her, his presence looming over her like a menacing shadow.With deliberate intent, Francisco closed the distance between them, his movements purposeful as he clasped her face in his palm. Together, they stood beneath the unforgiving stream of water, its cold embrace enveloping them both."I can do whatever I want," Francisco declared, his voice unwavering in its conviction. "I just want you to accept me.""If you see the real me, then you can understand what I am capable of doing for you," Francisco continued, his words a chilling reminder of the depths of his obsession."I will kill my own existence because I want you to hold my existence," he confessed, his tone tinged with desperation."
Francisco's patience had worn thin, his tolerance for disobedience nonexistent. With a steely resolve, he reiterated his command, his voice brooking no argument."Do it," Francisco commanded, his tone unwavering as he watched the maid closely.The maid's heart raced with fear as Francisco's shouts pierced the tense atmosphere, her instincts screaming at her to comply with his ruthless demands. Pressing her lips together in a silent plea for mercy, she cast a wary glance at Lily, whose eyes brimmed with guilt and fear.With trembling hands, the maid took a hesitant step forward, acutely aware of the consequences of disobeying Francisco's orders. She knew that her own punishment would be swift and severe if she failed to carry out his cruel command.Summoning every ounce of courage she possessed, the maid extended her trembling hands and grasped Lily's, her heart pounding with trepidation. Francisco's eyes bore into them with a chilling intensity, his silent expectation weighing heavily
As Max welcomed the newcomer into the chamber, Francisco's gaze remained fixed on the figure standing before him. With a sense of admiration, Francisco spoke, his tone filled with genuine appreciation."Amazing," he murmured, extending a warm welcome."Welcome home."The man smiled modestly at Francisco's words."I had never thought I would come here again, boss," he confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia.Francisco returned the smile, his confidence radiating as he assured, “Nothing is impossible for me.""No one will recognize it's you, Liam," he assured him, his voice carrying a note of pride in their accomplishments.Indeed, that day had marked a turning point for their organization as Francisco's men orchestrated Liam's escape from the hospital and subsequent surgery to alter his appearance. With his identity now shrouded in secrecy, Liam had emerged anew as Lucas, ready to resume his duties within their ranks.As Max spoke up, breaking the momentary silence with a
The next morning, Rafael meticulously disguised himself as a delivery boy, his determination unwavering as he prepared for the task ahead. Adjusting his cap in the mirror, he took a deep breath, steeling himself for what lay ahead. "At any cost, I need to talk to uncle," he reminded himself, his resolve firm.With a determined nod, Rafael affixed a fake mustache to his face before setting out on his bike. Robert provided backup, ensuring Rafael's safety in case of any unforeseen complications. They had meticulously planned every detail, and Rafael was ready to execute the mission.Arriving at the company's premises approximately thirty minutes later, Rafael was met with a thorough inspection by the security guard. His disguise was scrutinized from head to toe, and his bag was thoroughly searched. Satisfied that Rafael posed no threat, the security guard granted him entry into the office building.Stepping inside, Rafael surveyed his surroundings with a mixture of apprehension and dete
"Okay, Mr. Logan. And you, come with me," the man instructed, his voice authoritative as he gestured for Rafael to follow him.Rafael's heart skipped a beat at the prospect of being escorted away by this imposing figure. Glancing back at Logan, he found reassurance in the older man's smile."He will help you," Logan assured Rafael, his tone encouraging despite the underlying tension.As Rafael prepared to follow the tall man, his heart pounded with nerves, his mind racing with the urgency of his mission. However, before he could take a step, the man's words halted him in his tracks."Are you forgetting about something?" the man questioned, his tone sharp with expectation.Rafael's brow furrowed in confusion as he turned to face the man, his mind racing to identify what he may have overlooked. It was then that he noticed the box he had been carrying still resting on the table beside Logan.A sheepish smile tugged at Rafael's lips as he realized his oversight."Oh, yes, thank you," he r
"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