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
The Venice Biennale exceeds my expectations. Talented artists and performers from around the world come together to showcase their talents. Bollywood, Hollywood and other foreign celebrities are also invited to attend. As much as I’d like to be fully mesmerized by the surroundings, I can’t coz I’m being watched by Adriano’s men, who are disguised as guests like me. The painting Salvatore Mundi of Leonardo Da Vinci is currently in auction. And to my surprise it is sold at a staggering prize of four hundred fifty US dollars to a Saudi Arabian prince.My heart thuds in anxiety, and I become hesitant to push through with the mission. There are Americans around who may be able to help me and Marius. But, the watchful gazes of Adriano’s men are stripping me of any courage to act.After the painting is placed in a secured-looking suitcase, it is brought towards one of the hallways. So I follow. Surprisingly, none of Adriano’s men follow me or the painting.One of the event guards stops
My heart thuds, fast and loud. Adriano and Francesca, together with their men, are inside their cars that are parked at a distance from the Central Pavilion. Their watchful gazes are highly-focused on me and Marius as we walk towards the entrance of the building. “Hazel, I’m not happy you put yourself in this situation instead of just trusting me,” Marius says. I bite my tongue. Arguing with him won’t make our situation any better. Marius uses a specialized device to open the front door. Once we’re inside, he holds my hand as we both walk extremely carefully to avoid any motion-and-sound-activated cameras, sensors and alarms. We studied the floor design layout of this building, which was given to us by Adriano, last night. And that helps since we manage to smoothly get to our target location even though it’s quite dark. Using the number combination Adriano gave us, we open the huge vault and take out the painting. There must be someone associated with the Biennale Festival w
I’m carrying Marius and my third child! My happiness overflows, temporarily overshadowing all the worries and fears I’ve been battling against. This pregnancy is a sign that I shouldn’t be too stressed again. The thought of having another miscarriage is unbearable. However,... My happiness has to be constricted by the news flashing on the TV screen; The painting that we stole is now being searched by the authorities. The newscaster also mentions several VIP names who saw where the painting was kept after the auction,, and one of the names was the one I used on the fake ID. “Marius, I’m scared,” I whisper.Marius holds my hand, but it’s not enough to give me some comfort.“You have to make sure my wife and I won’t get caught,” Marius says to Francesca, who doesn’t look anxious at all.She says, “The faster I become The Boss, the faster you can get out of this country.”“It’s not just about getting out of Italy. My face is associated with that fake name,” I say in irritation.But F
I’m impressed that papa is able to find where we are by using only two pieces of information given to him by Marius - Francesca’s ID photo and the address of a hotel in Sierra Leone where Francesca’s fake documents and Marius’ passport were delivered. Papa instructs me to contact him once I’m home since Marius seems to be under surveillance all the time. After half a day of flight, papa’s private jet finally lands on US soil. In the airport, our bodyguards are waiting for my arrival, escorting me back to his mansion safely where I’m greeted by the two most wonderful beings in the world, Sammy and Archie. “Muh-mmy!” Sammy cries as he scampers towards my open arms. Tears cascade from my eyes as I embrace him tightly. Then I jog towards Archie, who’s giggling while in the arms of his babysitter. I carry him in one arm while securing Sammy in the other. I also shower them with kisses and ‘I love yous’. Sammy asks, “Wes duh-ddy?” I reply, trying my best to sound confident, “Daddy
MARIUS’ POV: Knowing that Hazel is with our sons now is such an immense relief I’ve not felt in what feels like an eternity. I’m forever in debt to dad for helping us get through such situations. And I won’t waste all of his efforts. I will, not only win against the Giordannos, but become one of the wealthiest and influential in the world. With that, no one will dare to endanger my family ever again! Even though the Italian authorities coordinate with dad to save Hazel, they refuse to interfere with our affair against Le Distruzioni, citing the dangers it may cause to their own lives and their families. Some may not admit it, but I’m pretty sure they’re being paid to protect that gang’s interest too. Dad and I go our separate ways for now. He checks into a highly-secured hotel room, heavily-guarded by his bodyguards plus several Italian police officers, while I drive towards Adriano’s estate all by myself. As soon as I hop down my car, Adriano’s gang members quickly point their g
It’s either Adriano or I will be The Boss. It’s either he cleaves to his gang or I develop it into something none has ever seen before. Inside an abandoned warehouse just outside Venice, I wait for Adriano’s arrival. Knowing he’ll be with what remains of his lapdogs, I bring with me dad’s and my own bodyguards. “Are you sure about this, Marius?” dad asks, concern evident in his gaze. I, too, am not confident if the outcome of this will favor me. But I have to give it a shot. “It’s the only way to stop whoever dares to come at me and my family again,” I reply unyieldingly. “For as long as there are people who think they can do better than I am, my family will never be safe.” All the dangers brought to us by Carter, Pierce, Mei Zhou, many more others, and now Adriano are all sealed in my memory and will never be forgotten. And I won’t allow another one like them to exist. I ask dad to go back to his hotel room since I don’t want to put his life in danger on what may happen here.
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