Francesca was the younger sister of Adriano who was killed by the Russian authorities during their gnag’s illegal drug operation in Russia five years ago - that’s according to the women in uniforms. They also show me her photo, but she doesn’t look anything like me. I pity Giulia, Adriano’s mother, for desperately insisting that I am Francesca. When Adriano enters my designated bedroom, the women in uniforms quickly jog out of the room. I wanna beg them to stay, afraid that Adriano may try to r.ape me again. But, I also fear that he may punish them because of me. I sink my shaking self onto the headboard again. “Don’t be scared,” he says. “I’m only here to talk.” The genuineness and the softness of his expression sends a wave of relief through me. “Mom starts eating properly again, and also stops crying and going berserk again,” he continues. “Name your price. Pretend as Francesca until she regains her sanity.” At first, I find his request ridiculous. But then I realize, I
MARIUS’ POV: Urg! An excruciating pain explodes through my ribs as one of the armed men’s foot strikes it mercilessly. “Stop being an a.ss here! You’re not a big boss anymore, but just a slave!” the armed man says. I hiss as I force myself to pick up the spade and dig the mud for diamonds again. My exhausted and dirty body keeps on moving, but my head is elsewhere - Hazel. Over the last few days since I’m sent to this illegal mining site, I’ve tried my best to find her. But it seems that she’s not brought here with me. Though I’m worried that I don’t know where she is, I’m also relieved that she’s not here. Hazel won’t survive this harsh condition; working under the sun all day, digging and swimming through muds without proper equipment for a diamond that barely exists. I overhear from the other miners that this illegal mining site is being operated by a mafia gang from Italy. But why, among so many others, are we chosen to be k.idnapped by this mafia gang? It can’t be j
“I’ll give you the best, unlimited s.ex of your life, if you can help me get out of this place.” The lie comes out of me so naturally.. Francesca chuckles. “You think I’m that desperate? S.ex isn’t the only thing that makes my world go ‘round.” “Sure,” I say, leaning onto the chair. “I heard that you can’t step foot in Europe, and that you have to fake your death too to save your gang’s a.ss.” Francesca’s face contorts in anger, but she has no words to deny what I’ve said. So I continue, “If you team up with me, I can use my influence and my father’s wealth to change your identity. I did that to my wife before and it worked incredibly for her.” Interest piques behind her eyes. “Now that I have to take a risk, s.ex is off the table. I want to be your equal instead,” I add. She laughs again. “Equal? Hell, no!” “Fine,” I say, standing up. “Then let your brother treat you as his own slave indefinitely.” Francesca flinches, but says no more. I walk out of her tent without looki
Bang! The bullet barely licks my cheek and makes it bleed, before whooshing past me. “That’s a warning! I’ll kill you the next time you run away!” Francesca hisses as she hands the rifle to one of her men. I’ve escaped death several times before, so I’m not feeling even the slightest shiver of fear with her warning. Still, I must be more careful next time. Her men drag me inside her tent, and I’m too beaten up to fight back anymore. They then toss me on a bunk bed, making me moan in pain.Francesca crouches down beside me, and wipes my wounded cheek with a soaked towel. Once her men step out, she whispers menacingly into my ears, “I’ll give you your freedom, if you help me overthrow my brother and become the Boss of my gang.” “I’m so tired of living behind his shadows, always following his commands but never getting the credits I deserve.” Good! This is my perfect chance to take her brother’s role; controlling her! “First, I need to regain my connections from the powerful in
Italy, at last! I have a strong inkling that this is where the Le Distruzioni has brought Hazel, and that we’ll finally meet again. Francesca and I book separate hotel rooms the moment we arrive. I thought it’s just to spend the night and rest, but it turns out that this is where she’ll keep me while doing things on her own. I’m not sure if Francesca is s.tupid or just careless for always leaving me behind. To avoid suspicion from the Italian authorities, she didn’t bring or contact any of his gang soldiers to guard me, which means I can just escape her anytime and tell the authorities about her. I head into her room where she’s already preparing to leave again. “I thought we're in this together?” I ask sharply. “Do you think I trust that you really wanna help me overthrow my brother? Of course not,” she answers with a hint of mockery in her tone. “You only wanna find out where your wife is. That’s why you wanna stick with me.” Anger flares through me. I clutch Francesca’s jaw
HAZEL’S POV: My heart is brimming with joy and relief to finally see Marius well and alive. I know he’s into something to save me and get us back home to our sons, so I must help him in any way I can. Over the last few days, Giulia has been doing psychiatric therapy, which she refused to do before me. The women note the improvement on Giulia’s behavior; she’s happier and friendlier to them now than she was before. But when I ask the woman why can’t Giulia remember the face of her real daughter, and how come the real Francesca is still alive, none of them has the answer. Adriano emerges from the door while Giulia and I are watching a movie together. “Can we talk in private, Hazel?” he asks. Giulia doesn’t seem to mind, so Adriano and I head outside the theater room. Before Adriano can talk, I ask him first. “Since your sister isn’t really dead, why don’t you have her stay with your mother, instead of me?” Adriano doesn’t, or more likely, can’t answer. He has a heart of a
I try reaching Marius through his email and social media account, but he’s not responding. I’m sure he has access to a phone now. So it’s either he’s being monitored all the time or he can only use a phone whenever he’s demanded to. I hide my cell phone underneath my piled up clothes, which are Francesca’s old clothes, inside my luggage. As I make my way downstairs, Giulia appears before me. “Please don’t die again,” she begs, apprehension on her face. I hug her. “I won’t.” … But it’s for my family, not for you. And I hope that I’ll never come back here again. I’m sorry, Giulia, and take care. Adriano and I, together with some of his gang members, drive towards the airport. Using Adriano’s private jet, in three hours, we land in Venice. The beauty of Venice makes me daydream of going back here one day as a tourist, not as a prisoner, with Marius and our sons beside me. Suddenly, Adriano leans into my ears, too close that I have to step back and glare at him. He doesn’t min
All hell breaks loose! Marius strikes Adriano’s cheek with his clenched fist, forcing Adriano to tumble backwards. He then safely pulls me behind him when Adriano’s men surround him with hands hovering over their guns. However, none can dare to pull their guns out. This exposes another weakness of their gang; they can’t do wherever they please in a public place. But, what will they do to us once it’s just us and them? Adriano stands up, his hand on his lips, wiping the blood and hiding the bruise. Then, security guards come rushing towards us. “Cosa è successo qui?” One of Adriano’s men talks to the security in Italian, while squeezing some cash into their palms. Adriano also motions for his men to relax, and so they do. But Marius is still enraged. The security guards sense that, and they ask him a question, only this time in English. “Anything we can do, signore?” Marius wraps his arm around my shoulders protectively and answers, “Yes, escort me and my wife to our hote
Being the world’s richest and powerful couple is an honor, but comes with it the burden of attracting possible new jealous and evil individuals. To prepare for this, Marius and I put the country’s Chief of police and the General of the army on our payroll in exchange for their protection of our family’s well-being. Additionally, we befriend some politicians here and abroad by funding their projects and election campaigns. We also keep our contact with the hacker and the cosmetic artist. Though we’re not yet needing their help again, we’re sending them and their families’ gifts every once in a while - a way to show our appreciation for the skills and to keep them loyal to us. Everything is going well. Except,... My relationships with my former and my current mothers-in-law. They remain adamant in forgetting our pasts. Even so, we maintain our respect for each other unlike before. Plus, they always visit their grandchildren to spend some time with them. “Elmyra,” I begin, trying to
Charles Guo Committed S.uicide Behind Bars! - That’s the headline of every news outlet. I’m shocked that he’d do this to himself. But to make sure that this isn’t just a lie so that he can escape jail, I head to the morgue myself. And there he is - white and cold, with a chain mark on his neck. There’s a little guilt in me, but there’s also a huge relief. Suzy and the others who vouched for him in the courtroom are now in jail for lying, awaiting their trials. The second DNA results of Rain and his grandparents turn out to be positive, and the one Suzy presented to the court is proven to be fabricated. This, hiding Rain’s father’s death from the law, and hiring my former bodyguards to become their spies and kill my family, add to the charges she’ll be facing, making it difficult for her to pose bail. “P-please, Hazel… I’m sorry I chose my husband over you. He threatened me, that’s why I have no choice,” she cries, clutching the bars of her cell.I raise an eyebrow. “You didn’t
My tears continue to cascade from my eyes, as I chase after Marius, who’s on a stretcher and being rushed to the emergency room. “Ma’am, you can’t enter,” the doctor says as she shuts the door in my face. I sink to my knees and clutches my tightening chest. Oh God! Please, save Marius! Don’t take him from me! Hours pass, but the emergency doors remain closed. There’s no update about Marius’ situation so far. Betty has arrived too, panicking and sobbing, which only makes me even more apprehensive. The nurses help her to calm down by giving her some medications. Then I sit beside her, hoping to give and get comfort. But,... “If I lose my son too, I will kill myself, and will blame my death on you,” she says, coldly. I stop myself from responding. This isn’t the right time and place to argue. Finally, the doctor steps out of the emergency room, his expression grave. “The patient is in a coma and will be under monitoring. The bullet has pierced through his left lung, but it’s
A week has lapsed,...And finally, the judgment day has arrived! Will fate back us up? Or will it vouch for Charles instead? Inside the courtroom, Charles looks calm, a complete turnaround from how he was when he’s in our basement. Sitting on the bench behind him is Amber, Rain and Suzy. I saw those three earlier, arriving separately. The media were all over them, throwing questions about the scandal surrounding their family’s odd relationships. They ignored them. And just like Charles, they all look calmer than how I was expecting them to be. When the trial begins, the first case that’s discussed is the m.urder of Rain’s biological father. Rain’s grandparents get on the witness stand. Their emotions rise as they state how they remember their son when he was still alive. “He just suddenly came home one day with groceries and shopping bags that we knew he can’t afford, given the salary he’s getting in Mr. Guo’s factory,” the father says. “Soon, he brought us a brand new house
HAZEL’S POV: It’s proven that Amber Stark can’t be trusted. But, what about Suzy and Rain Guo, will they side with me and Marius? Marius and I, disguised as Crystal and Chris, meet Suzy and Rain in a high-end cafe. “Give us the list of Charles’ illegal businesses, and we promise that all of his wealth will be yours,” I say. Suzy responds, “Believe it or not, my husband doesn’t have any illegal businesses, so there’s no way you can lawfully freeze his access to his wealth.” It seems like we can’t trust these two as well. If only our hacker can find these pieces of information, then we won’t need to bargain with them. But our hacker has limitations too. Suddenly, Suzy’s aura shifts! “However, I can give you the identity of Rain’s biological father. You can use his death against Charles,” she says. That’s a help, but that's not enough to freeze Charles’ assets. Charles may still be able to utilize his wealth to manipulate the authorities. After giving us the details of Rain’s
AMBER’S POV: Crystal Wu’s offer is tempting, but she and her husband can’t be trusted. Plus, Charles won’t be defeated that easily. I call Charles through my phone since he hasn’t come back home yet. When he picks up, he sounds a little more enthusiastic than usual. Even when he’s celebrating something huge, he isn’t like this. “Weird,” I murmur, then continue with a clearer voice. “Be careful. Crystal Wu is planning to destroy your finances, and she’s trying to use me against you.” His enthusiasm doesn’t falter. -[“I’ll be careful. Thanks for letting me know.”]- He then drops the call, and I can’t reconnect with him when I try to call him again. Frustrated, I send her a text message: -[Where are you anyway? I need s.ex!]- But, there’s no reply. I meet Rain and Suzy, who are having their lunch in the dining area. Then I tell them about Crystal Wu’s scheme. “She wants me to know all Charles’ illegal businesses, so the government can freeze all of his wealth just like what hap
HAZEL’S POV: It’s not easy to harden our hearts, but Marius and I must do it if we don’t want our enemies to get the better of us again. We already got access to our bodyguards’ and house staff’s past and current call and text message logs, and we identified five Guo’s spies in total. To stop them from continuously betraying us, we target their weaknesses - their loved ones. We gathered the traitors inside the study, and took their phones and their weapons. At first they’re confused until we explained why.“You’re spies of Charles Guo and you’ll pay for that big time,” Marius said coldly.Stunned, their faces paled and their bodies clenched. But none dared to deny it.“We have your family members, hidden in a place where you can’t contact or see them. If you want them to stay safe, you must follow every single thing we’ll demand from you,” I added with equal coldness.Alarmed, they tremble. One of them even kneeled down and begged,“Please, my family has nothing to do with my bet
“Take off all the CCTVs now!” I roar. Frantically, the maids and the bodyguards uninstall all the CCTVs in every corner of my estate. It may lessen the safety of my home, but I can’t risk giving my enemies more of our privacy! Once they’re done, I turn to Suzy and clutches her shoulders furiously.“I didn’t realize that there’s CCTV in that hospital room!” Suzy explains, trembling in fear. “Regardless! You shouldn’t have told the Thornes about our family’s affair!” I hiss, before pushing her onto the sofa. Then I turn to Amber, who’s fearfully hiding behind Rain. I wanna lash out at her too, but I stop myself. Even I didn't think that the CCTVs in my home used for our safety would be hacked to shove us into danger.Over the next few days, the mainstream and social media explode with news about our unconventional family relationships. We have become the laughing stock of the entire country. I can’t get out of my estate out of humiliation, can’t even accept an interview or a new
CHARLES’ POV: There’s nothing! Crystal and Chris Wu’s cellphones can’t provide anything that’ll connect them to Marius and Hazel Thorne! I turn to Rain and ask, “Are you sure you don’t know them?” Rain replies, “They invested one billion dollars to my new business venture, but I don’t know them personally. And I also don’t remember ever inviting them to my prenuptial party.” Irritation courses through me. “You’re so s.tupid to not meet your investors in person! I’m not gonna be surprised why until now you can’t build connections on your own!” “And now we can’t be sure if we can trust those two or not!” Rain shrugs, unbothered in showing his disinterest. I can’t believe that I’m squandering so much wealth for this d.umbass! If only I’m able to produce my own son, I would never let him exist! Amber approaches me and seductively rubs her palms across my chest area. “Honey, I’m scared. Everybody is talking about us now. Shall we just confess our affair?” she asks without any hin