LOGINDue to his traumatic past, Adam Carter is a successful billionaire with a dark and cold personality. Unlike other billionaire bachelors, Adam takes no interest in relationships or casual flings. That, however, changes when he lays eyes on Daphnie Hanson, a recent college graduate who is cautious when it comes to romance. Love is never an easy road. When Adam's past comes to haunt him and ends up dragging the pair into a lifestyle they never imagined, can the two survive the danger and heartache that comes with it?
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Aria’s POV “Umalis ka dito, Aria! Isa kang iskandalusang babae!” sigaw ni Tita Martina sa ‘kin. Galit na galit siya at kanina lang niya ako sinampal ng sobrang lakas. Kahit anong pagdi-deny ko sa kanya, hindi talaga siya naniniwala. “Akala ko pa naman nag-aaral ka ng mabuti. Ano na lang kaya ang masasabi ng ama mo kung buhay pa siya?!” giit pa niya. “Oh God, you are getting into my nerve!” Kumunot naman ang noo ko. Isa rin ito sa pinakaayaw ko, eh. Sinasali niya si papa kahit patay na siya. Para lang naman kasi magmukha siyang mabuting ina sa ‘kin. Kahit ang totoo ay abusadang babae siya. Wala siyang ibang ginawa kundi ang saktan ako at ipahiya sa ibang tao, lalo na sa mga kaibigan niyang mga social climber. “Hindi nga totoo ang mga narinig mo!” pagsisinungaling ko. Ngunit lumapit siya sa ‘kin. Lumipad na naman sa ere ang malapad niyang kamay at sinampal ako. “You can’t fool me with those lies, Aria. Bistado ka na. Nakipagrelasyon ka sa professor mo sa math!” singhal niyang galit na galit. Pakialam naman niya? Para lang naman iyon sa aking marka. I want to pass this subject. Ito lang kasi ang pinakamahina ako. Kahit na napipilitan lang ako kasi pangit naman talaga ang professor na iyon ay sige lang ako. For the sake of my grade. “Wala ngang katotohanan ang lahat ng iyon!” pagsisinungaling ko pa. I am happy to watch her feel annoyed. Isa rin iyan sa gusto ko ngayon. Well, darating naman talagang malaman nila ang tungkol doon, lulubusin ko na rin ang pagiging rebelde ko ngayon. “You are such a brat! Mamamatay ako sa ‘yo ng wala sa oras!” naiinis na talaga si Tita Martina. Lihim akong natuwa. Sana matuluyan na lang siya. Ayaw ko rin naman kasi ang presensya niya kahit pa siya ang kumupkop sa ‘kin ngayon dahil patay na nga si papa. Pero itong mansyon naman na ito, sa ‘kin din naman ito kasi ako ang tunay na anak ni papa. Kahit pa patuloy niyang inaangkin ito. “Just leave me alone, Tita Martina. Ako lang naman ang mapapahiya. Bakit ba kung umasal ka na parang ikaw pa itong sobrang nasaktan?” giit ko. Kanina ko pa iyong gustong sabihin sa kanya. Agad na nanlaki ang kanyang mga mata. Muli na naman niya akong sinampal. Hindi ako lumihis. Sanay naman na akong parati niyang sinasampal. “Argh! I can’t believe it. Ipapadala na lang talaga kita sa probinsya. I hope Lucio will get rid off your bitchiness. Siya ang magdidisplina sa ‘yo. Bukas na bukas din ay ipapadala kita doon!” hasik niyang mahabang sabi. Magsasalita pa sana ako ay tinalikuran niya ako ng mabilis. Oh God. I heard that name before. Istrikto pa naman si Uncle Lucio sabi ni papa at talaga rawng may kasamaan iyon. Hinabol ko si Tita Martina. “Wait! Hindi ako pupunta sa probinsya. I will stay here!” tutol ko. “Masamang tao si Uncle Lucio!” sigaw ko pa. Wala akong narinig na sagot. Kung lalayas na naman ako, wala akong mapupuntahan. All of my cashes and bank accounts are being seized by that bitch. Napaupo na lamang ako sa sofa at napahawak sa ‘king pisngi. Ngayon ko lang naramdaman ang hapdi. “Fuck you, Martina!” sigaw ko ng malakas. NANDITO na ako sa harapan ng malaking bahay ni Uncle Lucio. Natatakot ako na baka ay tama ang mga sinasabi ni papa noon. “Tao po!” tawag ko. Ilang minuto ang lumipas ay wala akong narinig na sumagot. Nakabukas ang pintuan. Siguro ay may lakad si Uncle Lucio. Dahil hindi naman mahaba ang pasensya ko ay pumasok na lang ako ng marahan sa loob. Dahan-dahan ko lang binuksan ang pintuan. “Tao po. Uncle Lucio?” tawag ko ulit. Natakot tuloy ako kasi sobrang tahimik ng buong bahay. Natigil ako. Baka hindi ito ang bahay niya. Pabaling-baling ako ng tingin pero wala talaga akong makita. Napagdesisyunan kong pumasok sa kusina pero wala pa rin siya. Hanggang sa napunta na ako sa second floor ay nakita ko ang nakabukas na pintuan ng kwarto. Dahan-dahan akong lumakad lalo pa’t may narinig akong umuungol. “Shit! Baka hindi nga ito ang bahay niya. Putang ina talaga ang Martina na ‘yon. Binigyan pa naman ba ako ng maling address ng bahay!” singhal ko ng mahina sa ere. Habang palapit ako nang palapit sa pintuan, mas lalong lumakas naman ang ungol na naririnig ko. Hanggang sa nakasilip na ako ay nanlaki ang aking mga mata. “Fuck! Ohhh shit!” ungol ni Uncle Lucio habang nagsasalsal sa kanyang ari at may tinitingnan sa cell phone. Sa minutong iyon, gusto kong tumakbo. Pero bigla akong nakaramdam ng init sa aking katawan. Napakagat ako ng aking labi. “Mali itong ginagawa mo, Aria!” sambit ko sa aking sarili. Ngunit biglang may pusang tumalon papunta sa akin. “Aa” hindi ko natuloy ang aking pagsigaw dahil mabilis kong tinakpan ang aking bibig pero huli na ang lahat. Kitang-kita ni Uncle Lucio ang aking mukha na nakasilip sa kaniyang pintuan. Mabilis ang aking mga galaw. Tumakbo ako palabas ng bahay habang natatakot at hindi makapaniwala sa aking nasaksihan. “Aria, wait!” sigaw ni Uncle Lucio nang nasa aking likuran na siya. Tumigil naman ako sa pagtakbo. “What you saw... kalimutan mo iyon,” his voice is so cold. Hindi ako makasagot kasi bumalik sa aking alaala ang kanyang ginawa at ang kanyang ari na siyang mas tumatak sa aking isipan. Ang laki kasi.Adam"Shhh... You're okay," I gently cooed as I swayed side to side with Nightingale on my shoulder. She had been crying all morning, no matter what I did. We were ready to go and waiting for Chad and Ben to pick us up.I heard the front door open, and Ben called, "Adam, it's me!""I'm in the living room," I said, hoping Ben could hear me over Nightingale's cries."What's going on?""She won't stop crying."Ben quickly came to my side and asked, "Is she sick?""No. I checked her temperature, changed her diaper, fed her, and she's still upset."The front door opened again. I expected it to be Chad telling us it was time to go; I was surprised to see Maybell walk in."Oh, no. What's wrong?" Maybell asked as she stepped into the living room."I don't know. She won't stop crying, no matter what I do."Maybell gestured for me to hand her Nightingale, and I reluctantly did so. She cautiously walked over to the couch and sat down."She knows what today is; she's sad too."I took a deep breat
AdamI sat in the back of my SUV, trying to calm my rage. We finally found the house. Alexandros has his vacation home signed under a different name; his distant cousin was the legal owner. He probably arranged that for a scenario like this, where he had to go into hiding. It was so obvious yet so challenging to figure out.What was driving me toward insanity was that we had to wait; Alexandros had gone on a brief vacation and took Nightingale with him, leaving Daphnie alone. I wanted nothing more than to break down that door and hold Daphnie in my arms, but Alexandros had a security system that would let him know if someone broke in or out. If he knew I found Daphnie, he would take off somewhere with Nightingale. I needed to make my move when they were together.As we waited, I hacked into the security cameras and would occasionally check on Daphnie. Being so close yet so far away was fueling my anger. I wanted to beat Alexandros to a pulp, crush his skull, stab him repeatedly, and w
AdamThe worst part of any mission was waiting. Alexandros had a vacation home in Pittsburg that was an hour and twenty-five minutes flight, yet I had to wait. Chad had concluded that Alexandros had left his Michigan home a few hours before I arrived. He needed time to get settled and check if I was after him. If he knew I knew his whereabouts, he would relocate Daphnie and Nightingale, making it difficult to get them back.In the meantime, Chad kept an eye on security footage in Pittsburg. At the same time, I strategized how we would get Daphnie and Nightingale back. Chad and I would only be on this mission; it was too risky to send all my men to Pittsburg, and Ace would give away our position if he barked."Sir," Chad said."What?""Security footage shows Alexandros shopping for groceries; Nightingale was with him.""What about Daphnie?""No sign of her, sir.""He knows Daphnie won't run without Nightingale; he must be keeping them separated.""If Alexandros wants a happy family, he
AdamDaphnie and I lay together on the couch. I was leaning against the corner as Daphnie lay her chest on my back so my arms could wrap around her waist. The television wasn't on, nor did we say anything; we sat in peaceful silence. I gently grabbed Daphnie's left hand and ran my thumb over her promise ring.I smiled as I gently kissed her cheek; I was so lucky to be with Daphnie, and I couldn't wait to call her my wife someday."I love you," I softly said.Daphnie giggled and said, "I love you too."I snapped out of the flashback and refocused on checking the accounts of some of Phil's benefactors. I couldn't believe the number of people who supported his work. Then again, these were people in high places, probably unaware of what happened in his clinic. I narrowed it down to a few men closely linked to the stock market and the Greek mafia. Surprisingly, few had private planes; they preferred to fly first class or business.My attention was caught when I noticed one man had bought s












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