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Arnulfo pulled at his collar. "Remind me again why I'm marrying your daughter?" Valentine raised an eyebrow. "Because you love me?"Arnulfo groaned and threw up his hands dramatically. "Damn. You got me there." Don Victor chuckled. "You'll live, Vegas." Valentine stood in front of the mirror staring at the wedding gown. It was breathtaking-ivory lace, delicate beadwork, a flowing skirt that made her feel like she was floating. But what caught her breath was how Don Victor sat behind her as a reflection. His eyes were misty, his face unreadable. " Papa?" she whispered He clears his throat: "You just look like your mother." A boulder formed in the throat of Valentine. "She'd be proud," he managed to breathe the words out so that his emotions were trembling about. Watering eyes with Valentine, "Really think so?" He bent down and cradled her face. "I know so." And in the blink of an eye, she dissolved in his arms. "I love you, Papa," she whispered. Don Victor's eyes closed, and he tighten
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The air in the Diamond Club crackled with energy, thick with cigar smoke that curled beneath sparkling chandeliers, shining like stolen stars. The atmosphere pulsed with unspoken power—politicians murmured over glasses of whiskey, tycoons sealed deals with sly nods, and in the shadows, agreements were made in blood. This was no place for the timid; it was a kingdom for those who ruled the city’s dark underbelly.And tonight, the spotlight blazed down on the stage.Valentine Hearts stood there, enchanting in a midnight blue silk dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her dark hair flowed over her bare shoulders, and her lips-red as blood-curled into an enigmatic smile as she began to sing.Her voice was low and sensual, washing over the assembly like a wave. All questions were stilled; one could not hear anything: it was not merely that she was performing; there was a confession here-the haunting tale of desire, of desolation. The audience sat captive, as if they too had known the
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Valentine's tears dripped down her face to blend with the salty taste of her sweat as she wept. Her skin was cut by ropes binding her, but that did not compare to the burning agony within her chest. She spoke, her voice broken with pain and pain alone, whispering confusedly, suffocated."Why have you done this to me, Arnulfo? What am I guilty of?"Her words hung there in the air like a prayer, a desperate plea for some answers. She was no prisoner in some cold, dark cell, after all. She was locked away in his world—a world she never wanted to exist in. And the man she had once thought of so charming now seemed to be that very thing she had most come to fear.Let me go.Her voice cracked, trembling under the weight of everything she could not understand. But all she got for an answer was silence, a thick, oppressive quiet that seemed to suffocate her soul.Then, she heard his footsteps, slow and deliberate. Her heart began racing as she looked up to see him approaching. He was so close
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The sun blazed in the sky, its golden rays streaming through the open balcony doors, warming the room, despite Valentine's sullen rage. Her stomach growled loudly, an unwelcome reminder of her hunger and helplessness. She bit her lip, trying to push aside the gnawing feeling, but it was impossible to ignore. And sizzling spices and seared meat wafted into the room, such tempting aromas that her mouth began watering.Her head turned instinctively toward the delicious smell, through the slats of the door, she saw Arnulfo standing in the open kitchen. He was shirtless, his broad, muscular back glistening faintly with the sheen of the midday heat. The curve of his shoulders and the ridges of his six-pack muscles were impossible to ignore, and for a fleeting moment, Valentine felt an unwilling twinge of admiration.Ruggedly handsome, she admitted to herself begrudgingly. Too bad he’s a monster.She ripped her eyes away, feeling shame wash over her for noticing him. Instead, she focused on
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Valentine put down the fork, her appetite dulled by the simmering anger and determination growing within her. The food had given her strength—not just physically, but mentally. She couldn't stay here, couldn't let Arnulfo's grip tighten any further. Her eyes darted to the door. The villa was silent, and the air seemed still, as if the world held its breath. She didn't know how far the sea stretched or if there was anybody out there to help, but she couldn't stay trapped. I have to try. Bare feet made no noise on cool tiles as she slowly got up from the table. She saw the door and went closer, her heart pounding louder with each step. The doorknob was only a foot away when a silhouette emerged behind her. Before she could even react, Arnulfo's hand clamped around her wrist like an iron shackle, spinning her around to face him. His eyes blazed with fury, his jaw tight as his grip on her wrist sent a jolt of pain shooting up her arm. "I warned you," he growled, his voice low and menaci
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Arnulfo didn't blink as he chewed. Every bite, deliberate, was a display of control, and Valentine's skin itched to crawl under the table. Tension between them hung in the air like an impending storm, and she kept her head down, pushing food around on her plate. Eating felt impossible under his weight."Enjoy your dinner," Arnulfo said, his voice unnervingly nonchalant as he put down his fork and sat back, tucking in beside her. The space between them was nonexistent, the oppression of his closeness palpable. His tone was calm, but there was a commanding quality that made her feel like she was just a piece to be moved around on some game board he was mastering. She didn’t respond; she just watched him closely, her grip on the fork tightening as if it were her only lifeline in this tense moment.Then, after a long silence, he spoke again."After dinner, I’ve prepared new clothes for you. Comfortable ones," he said, as if his gesture was one of kindness. "Toiletries are available, too, i
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The room was drenched in the silvery glow of moonlight, and its light spilled over the walls and furniture. Valentine sat at the edge of the bed, her heart heavy with fear and curiosity. Arnulfo's deep, even breaths filled the silence, reminding her constantly of his presence.She moved carefully, bare feet silent on the cool floor, making her way to him. Her pulse leapt with each step but steeled herself in resolution. She needed him to be asleep.Drawing closer, she froze, her breath catching in her throat. Even in sleep, there was something magnetic about Arnulfo, a kind of robust strength and raw masculinity in his face. The faint scent of his aftershave floated in the air, clean and woodsy, curling around her senses like some forbidden temptation.Valentine hesitated, her eyes tracing the sharp line of his jaw, the way his dark lashes fanned against his cheekbones, and the subtle curve of his lips, which, for once weren't pressed into their usual hard line.She came an inch close
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He got up from the bed, his presence still choking her even though she had physical space. He took one last lingering look at her and turned to leave the room, his footsteps echoing down the hall. Valentine lay there, shivering with a mix of anger, fear, and confusion. Her wrists throbbed from where he had held her; it was her pride, however, that hurt the most.She would never give in to him. Never.No matter how much her body might betray her, her spirit would be unbroken.Arnulfo paces the room, his cell phone wedged into his ear. The sharp tone of his second-in-command, Marco, came through loud and clear, each word tightening the coil of tension in his chest."Boss, it's Victoria," Marco said, his voice heavy with urgency. "She knows about Valentine. She's furious—and she's issued orders to find her. The Giupere gang is already mobilizing." Arnulfo's jaw clenched, and his free hand balled into a fist at his side. What he had fought hard to prevent-precisely that, was happening.H
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Arnulfo pulled at his collar. "Remind me again why I'm marrying your daughter?" Valentine raised an eyebrow. "Because you love me?"Arnulfo groaned and threw up his hands dramatically. "Damn. You got me there." Don Victor chuckled. "You'll live, Vegas." Valentine stood in front of the mirror staring at the wedding gown. It was breathtaking-ivory lace, delicate beadwork, a flowing skirt that made her feel like she was floating. But what caught her breath was how Don Victor sat behind her as a reflection. His eyes were misty, his face unreadable. " Papa?" she whispered He clears his throat: "You just look like your mother." A boulder formed in the throat of Valentine. "She'd be proud," he managed to breathe the words out so that his emotions were trembling about. Watering eyes with Valentine, "Really think so?" He bent down and cradled her face. "I know so." And in the blink of an eye, she dissolved in his arms. "I love you, Papa," she whispered. Don Victor's eyes closed, and he tighten
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The morning sun trickled through the grand estate's windows, dimming to a golden view of the room in which Valentine sat, carrying her newborn baby, Victoria Elise. She sighed, taking a sip from her tea when suddenly, the doors burst open. Don Victor strode into the room, full of confidence as if he had just decided to move mountains. His voice boomed across the room."Well, Valentine, mi hija, it's off again. This time, we're getting married."Valentine nearly gagged on her tea. "What?" she blinked at him, wondering if her father had finally lost it.Don Victor gave her a look of annoyance, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "You and Arnulfo. Another wedding. A proper one. A wedding that will be remembered for generations!"Valentine opened her mouth, then closed it. “But we’re already married!”Her father waved a dismissive hand. "That wasn't a wedding. That was a disaster! Do you call being shot at, running for your life, and your sister trying to kill you a wedding
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Arnulfo looked at the scene. His heart was heavy but not hollow. This was the man he had been fighting for—the man who once tried to kill him. Yet today, Don Victor was merely a father holding onto his final opportunity for redemption. Arnulfo stretched out, his gaze unyielding. To this, Don Victor displayed an expression that was unreadable. Neither spoke for some time. Then, among all the men standing there, the motion of Arnulfo's hands reached out towards him. It was a challenge, a gesture of peace offering, a guarantee. Don Victor held Valentine next to him, frozen. Then, in his slow drag, he took an indrawn breath and clasped Arnulfo's hand in return. Their grips were tight—not against foes—but two men who had seen each other enough to know for far too long. Two men whose pasts would contradict themselves yet could feel the same love, a love more ample for Valentine. “Take care of her,” muttered Don Victor so low that only a few words' meanings might be gathered. The smooth si
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Then Don Victor wanted to patch things up with Valentine, so he approached her again. "Valentine, you are my only living daughter. I hope you can forgive your father for not knowing you. I tried to search for your mom, and lately, I found the truth. Please, Valentine, my dear, forgive your dad." Tears filled Valentine's eyes. "But how can you forgive me? For killing Victoria, my only sister?Don Victor shivered. "Because I failed you first."Her breath hitched."You grew up alone," he went on, his voice thick with remorse. "You suffered alone. If I'd been there-if I'd known-you would never have had to fight for your life in the first place."He touched her hands, his fingers digging into hers. "So if you can do in your heart forgive me then I—" His voice broke. "Then I'll spend the rest of my days proving to you that I'm worthy to be your father."Valentine watched him as if studying every feature on his face for one sign of lies. Every mark of the brutal Don Victor that she knew seem
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A very trusted man of Don Victor arrived at the hospital when the sun was barely rising. His face was serious, though his body was stiff with unspoken words. Valentine sat on a chair by the window; Arnulfo rested beside her. His wounds healed considerably, though he still needed to recover more time.She heard the footsteps turn. She saw the man. Her heart fell. There was something about him, and she felt her chest constrict."Señora Vegas," he said, respectful but low. "I come on behalf of Don Victor."Valentine stiffened, her fingers going instinctively to grab at the material of her dress. "What is it?" she asked sharply.The man took a deep breath before his eyes met hers. "It's about Victoria."Her heart stopped."Today is her final interment," he said. "Don Victor wanted you to know. He hopes you will come… to send your sister off."A lance shot through Valentine's chest. She gasped and felt her fingers begin to quiver.Her sister.Victoria was her sister.And she had murdered h
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There on the veranda of his estate, Arnulfo sat sipping the sweet scent of a breeze carrying wet earth. He had healed the wound, and though the marks both on body and heart remain, he blew out slowly as he rested one hand over where the bullet tried to take him from this life. Nearly from Valentine and the child she had inside her womb.His tranquility was only temporary.The stillness shattered with the heavy sound of his steps. He need not turn around to know who he was but the heavy-laden air that felt fraught with tension and something else, deep within—it was something left unsaid.Don Victor.The older man stood behind him, a storm rolling in behind him. Whatever words were being said, his silence was saying louder than they ever could.Arnulfo straightened himself but did not turn. "I was expecting you.“Is that so?” Don Victor’s voice was gravelly, lined with years of authority. Years of power. But beneath it was something else—grief, perhaps. Or anger. “Then you know why I’m
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Dark eyes met his; something she had never seen in him before; regret, pain, a sadness so deep that there weren't enough words to account for it. They were both silent for what felt like an eternity. And then, after the great long silence,he spoke."Valentina," he said, his voice rough, unsteady.She flinched. She hated it when he said that. That wasn't his name for her. Not today. Not ever before.Her fists were curled tight at her sides. "Don't say that."He exhaled, nodding slightly. "I… I understand." His voice cracked, but he went on speaking. "I don't expect forgiveness. I don't even expect you to look at me without hatred. But I need you to know—I never knew. If I had—She laughed, the laugh sharp, bitter. "If you'd known? What, Don Victor? Would it have been any different? Would you have come to find me? Raised me?" Her voice cracked as she took a step closer, the burning eyes intense. "Or just another soldier in your empire?His face contorted into a grimace as if she slap
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The door shut with a soft click behind Don Victor, and silence swallowed the hospital room. The revelation was like a boulder, suffocating Valentine's chest.She could hardly believe it.Victoria. her sister.Don Victor. her father.It felt like a bad joke on truth.Arnulfo grasped her hands in a tight grip but a gentle one as he said worriedly, "Valentine, speak to me.".She shuddered, drawing an involuntary breath into her lungs. Her fingers were clutching him hard. "I don't know what to say my love," she whispered. "I don't know how to feel,Arnulfo."Arnulfo touched her cheek and raised her chin. "Then don't make yourself understand everything right now," he said, soft. "Just breathe."Breathe.How was she supposed to breathe when her entire world had just been turned inside out?She forced her hands free from his hold, wrapped them around her body to hug herself, and started pacing the room. "All this time," she said shaking her head in disbelief. "I thought I was alone. I thought
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Valentine sat up on the bed in the hospital, her head in her hands. Arnulfo sat besides her, had his arm thrown over her shoulder, said not a word while holding her back.Valentine sat up when she heard a knock on the door.Arnulfo's muscles tensed. The door opened slowly, and Don Victor entered.Valentine's head snapped up. Her eyes were red and puffy. "What do you want?" she croaked.Don Victor's eyes softened, but his face remained unreadable. "To talk.""There is nothing to talk about."Don Victor took another step inside. "There's everything to talk about."Valentine shook her head, turning away. "You can't come out of the woodwork now and pretend you care about me."Don Victor took a breath. "I always cared."She laughed, and the sound was bitter. "Liar.""I didn't know about you," Don Victor said. "If I had—""If you had known," Valentine cut him off, her voice shaking with anger, "what? You would have raised me in your world? In a world full of blood and power and control?"Do
