RONAN “Mr. Cortez has an alibi that he's not the one who drove the car that night.”The amount of fury that I’m feeling right now is more spilling than it used to be as soon as I heard the chief of police regarding the case of Mr. Cortez.“Did you confirm it?”“Yes, Mr. Volkov.”I shut my eyes in rage.“Find the real murderer and put the name of Mr. Cortez out of this mess.”I throw my phone on the couch as I run my hands on my face, frustrated that why does it have to be Mr. Cortez’s car of all people?Someone must be framing him.The company's in shambles. No wonder Susan Cortez is not here.“If he's not the killer of Shaine… who is it then?” I confusedly questioned myself and then the face of Paul flashed in my mind. “That bastard Paul?”How did he even get hold of Mr. Cortez’s car? With the help of Belle’s aunt? Don't tell me that was really true.Jeez!Just having those thoughts was really a pain in the ass.If Mr. Cortez is framed, and then someone close to him is backstabbing
RONAN “I'm asking where you were?” I repeated as Cleo stood still in front of me, not showing any emotions on her face.“Don't give my daughter that tone, Volkov.” Belle’s aunt came out of nowhere as if she'd just been here all along.She glared at me intently as if she wanted to cut my tongue for raising my voice on her daughter.My jaw clenched at the two. She wants to protect her daughter from my yell but doesn't care about Belle and the kids, who are more in danger than her daughter.I guess she's only after the company and nothing else.I looked away to ease my tension.“Belle is missing and I'm speculating Paul took her,” I said as I looked around. “First the shootout with two gunmen and now the abduction. Was this place really not secure, Cortez? Or maybe someone is letting the enemies behind our back.”I looked at them as Mrs. Cortez's face turned red, and raging eyes shot into mine.“Are you accusing us?” She growled as she took a step towards me.“Why? Did I hit the right s
YSABELLE I was back to my consciousness when I felt the cold concrete floor under me and winced at the pain in my back.I groaned as I tried to reach my wound and felt a sticky liquid dripping down my back.It's obviously bleeding.I open my eyes and notice the darkness inside the room. “Hello?”I slowly sat up as fear delved into me while looking around and just remembered that the male nurse had taken me.“Damn it.”With heavy breathing, I endured the pain in my back and attempted to stand up. I use the wall to help me lean my uninjured arm to get my balance.Now what?How can I leave this place?There's only one door and two windows. I'm sure that's securely locked. But there is no furniture to use for breaking the window glass. I don't even have the strength to do so.I sat down back on the floor. I need to rest and prepare for the worst later.Seriously? I was abducted from my own property? What were the security guards doing and letting that bastard enter the premises without
YSABELLE My eyes widened to see Cleo, and I could not believe her sudden appearance. I looked at Paul and Cleo again, trying to understand the situation I was in.“Cleo? What… What are you doing?”Is she… the person…who helped Paul?She gestured to Paul to exit the room. As soon as he left, she sat on an empty stool and crossed her legs, unbothered.“It's payback time.”I confusedly glared at her. “What do you mean? Let me go, please!” I exclaimed in rage as I tried to get my wrists out from these handcuffs behind me.My arms are getting numb, and I think I'm losing energy because of the blood dripping out from my back.“I'm afraid I can't.” Cleo’s tone changed, which made me take aback. “It took me a year to plan this out, and you want me to stop this? Don't make me laugh.”A year?Did she plan this out for a year?For what purpose? I don't remember doing something horrible to her except making her babysit my kids while Ronan and I were busy with the issues in our lives.“I don'
YSABELLE Paul strides inside the room and puts unconscious Jessica on the cold floor. Rage ran in my veins to see her not responding even if she was placed in an uncomfortable place.“Cleo!” I yelled at her, who only scrunched her nose in irritation. “I'm not deaf, bitch.”“What have you done to her?!”“Ask her yourself. I'm tired of explaining.” She turned her back on me.“She’s your fucking twin sister–!”She halted in her trance and quiet for seconds before letting out a sigh.“I have to go. I still need to help Ronan to find you.” Was the only thing she said before completely closing the door.I scoffed at how terrible sister Cleo was. Jessica is her twin sister! She's a family! So, why did she include her own family in her psychotic plan?I slowly approached Jessica and lay down next to her. I'm glad she's still breathing normally, but I noticed how skinnier she was than before. “What did they do to you?”***I instantly woke up when someone was torturing my wound on my back
RONAN“Why can't we go out? I need to go to Paris!”Belle’s aunt hysterically yelled in my face.“It's part of the investigation.” I simply said and turned my back on her.“Why would I be part of the investigation?”I stopped at her tone.She's so eager to get out of here just to go to Paris and take care of the company. She's not making sense in the part that she will continue her duty rather than look for the rest of the members of the family.Jessica and Belle.Especially Jessica, who's her daughter by blood.I turned to her with a frown all over my face. “Are you really not worried about your niece?”Her jaw clenched as she looked away. She crossed her arms on her chest as she anxiously walked back and forth inside the living room.“Follow their protocol, or I will mark you as the prime suspect in her disappearance.” “Screw you, Volkov.” She gritted her teeth as she curled her hands into fists.My jaw clenched in irritation. “Why do you hate me so much?” She scoffed. “You're a
YSABELLE My jaw clenched as her brow rose as if she said those lines like nothing.“Kill who?” Her eyes moved behind me. I scoffed in disbelief. “Seriously, Cleo? You're going to kill your sister?”She shrugged nonchalantly, which made my blood boil. My hand curled around the pen as I endured the pain in my back.I signed the papers without much thought, but I made sure she still wouldn't get anything she wanted. It's not like I'm scared of her and threatening us to kill Jessica, but I just want to go back to my family. I'm afraid that Paul might pull the trigger without giving too much thought. He's become more cold and cruel than before.The company and all the assets of the Cortez that were named to me now belong to hers… or that is what she thought.After signing all the documents, I threw the pen to her. “Happy? Now let us go.” She kicked the pen at the corner with a smug face.“I didn't say I would let you go.”“Cleo!” I exclaimed in rage.I wanted to strangle her, but Paul's
YSABELLE Tears formed in my eyes as I intently stared at my Dad, Andrew Garcia, in front of me.“Let's get out of here.”Before I could even ask about his sudden appearance, he held my wrists and pulled me out of the hallway with Jessica tagging behind me.We entered the room where he came from but he stopped and peeked back to the door.Jessica and I were surprised by the gunfire, causing us to hide in the corner of the room. I was more worried about my Dad, thinking he might get hurt. But I saw him loading his gun while looking at us.“Cover your ears.” He firmly said.Jessica and I immediately covered our ears and a loud and spontaneous gunfire echoed in the hallway.My heart was pounding nervously with the thought I was in between the war.But after a few minutes, it stopped, and I just realized Jessica’s sobbing behind me. She felt traumatized by the shootout. I held her hand tightly to ease her fear.Dad suddenly pushed us to the wide open wind– The window is open!Before I co
YSABELLEI woke up when a hand accidentally hit my face. I groaned in pain and got up only to see Amara sleeping soundly beside me. A chuckle escaped from me while caressing my cheek.It's not that painful, though.I covered Amara with a blanket and got off the bed. I glanced at the clock marked four am. It was early, but I couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to waste some of the hours jogging around the mansion to replenish my mind.I was about to enter my room but the door of Jacob’s room suddenly opened. Jacob came out of the room, dragging his luggage behind him. I approached him with a confused look in my eyes. “Jacob, where are you going?”“I have an early flight to Australia.”My brows furrowed. “Why? I mean, Ronan would–”“Classes are starting next week. I already bid my goodbye to Dad, Ashley, and Amara last night.”He looked down, avoiding my eyes as if he were guilty of something.“That's… earlier than I thought.”I scratched the back of my neck as silence between us
YSABELLEI open the door of the police car because I don't plan to ride Ronan's car. But Ronan closed the door and turned me around to face him."Belle, it's not what you think. Nothing happened between us–” I pushed him in irritation, but he only grabbed my hand and pinned me to the car. "Please believe me." He pleaded.I refused to meet his eyes as I struggled to pull my hand away from his grip and push him out of my way. But he's a man, and I'm only a woman who couldn't even move this guy away from me."Get out of my face." I snarled.His Adam's apple moves before firmly saying, "No."I'm tired. I don't want to argue with him. Also, there are people around us.I avoided his eyes but only to see Jacob's inside the police mobile, silently waiting."Talk to him."Through my peripheral vision, I saw him looking in the direction I was staring. He slowly let go of my wrist while sighing deeply. With furrowed brows, I glared at him and saw him only solemnly staring at Jacob."Don't just s
YSABELLE"Jacob? Are you alright-"Before I could even continue my words, Candice suddenly pushed me, causing me to fall on the floor. She immediately sat on my stomach, wrapping her fingers tightly around my neck."Don't let your guard down, bitch,"I tightly shut my eyes as I struggled under her, trying to push her and take her hands off of me. Damn it! I'm losing my breath and it feels like my veins are about to explode any moment now.With gritted teeth, I also did the same to her neck, burying my nails in her skin and I'm doing my best to escape from this nightmare–"Enough!"Suddenly, the weight in my stomach disappeared, as well as the violent hands of Candice from my neck. I coughed so hard, trying to catch my breath while caressing my neck from the pain she had caused.Shit! I almost became a memory! Sweat trickled down my temple as I hazily looked in front of me, trying to focus my sight on the person who took Candice off of me.But my eyes widened to see an unexpected man
YSABELLEI anxiously swallowed the lump stuck in my throat as I stared at Candice intently, waiting for her response. She inhaled sharply as her eyes didn't leave mine. Suspicion lingered in her eyes and I can't help but curl my toes in nervousness.If she's dumb enough to believe my words–"Okay."My left brow rose abruptly.Uhmm... I didn't expect that, but that's what I want to happen.With a sigh, she reached for my chain around my ankle as she took out the keys from her pocket. The corner of my lips lifted when she finally inserted the key in a lock."If you had just done that before, we wouldn't have led to this kidnapped thingy." She mumbled under her breath. Once she released my ankle, her face lifted on mine. "So-"I strike her face with my knee, causing her to fall on the ground with loud screams in pain."FUCKI"I whimpered in pain as I caressed the knee I used because of the strong impact it created on her face. I bet I broke her nose."Yeah, fuck you bitch." I said under
YSABELLE"Congratulations! You have been fooled for the second time!"My chest twisted in pain as my eyes wavered while staring at the picture on Candice's phone. I hate seeing him on the bed with another woman. It felt like the past resurfaced again and again every time Ronan interacted with them.However, as I kept staring at the photo, Ronan was sleeping in an uncomfortable position, which made me frown. He never sleeps on his stomach because it makes him feel uncomfortable, and his neck the next morning would definitely give him pain.Something is not right.My eyes caught Candice behind the phone, grinning from ear to ear while staring at me as if waiting for something interesting to happen.Did she take the picture? For what? To brag about it to me? If she likes Ronan that much, why does she let that woman sleep with Ronan?I trust Ronan... after all those years we've been together... I know he won't waste it just like before. But I have the right to get mad and feel betrayed.A
RONANI kicked the door in rage as I stormed out of the club where I last saw that woman. I did everything I could to find her information and make sure I could get hold of her. But the owner of the club didn't know the woman. She's not a regular here.I had already sent the little information I'd got to Kevin to do the rest of locating this woman. I should not have left that morning. I only want confirmation if something happened between us or not.As far as I remember, I didn't get drunk that much to the point that I collapsed and blacked out. Did she put anything in my drinks? No, she didn't offer me anything.Damn! My head is aching up now.I slammed the door of my Ferrari, and the first thing I saw when I entered the car was Belle's picture on my dashboard, together with my children.She was so gorgeous with those smiles.My chest twisted in pain as the face of the woman came across my mind."Jesus, what have I done?" I tightly shut my eyes in fury as my fingers tightened around
YSABELLEA door was wide open behind me. With a small light coming from outside the door, a silhouette of a woman at the doorway sent shivers down my spine. Though, I can't clearly see her face due to the darkness inside the room.Who is she?-- Wait... Where's Jacob?“Who's there?” I asked as I was about to try to stand on the ground, getting my balance, but a chuckle echoed inside the room, which made me freeze.That familiar laugh…My pulse anxiously thrummed as I squinted my eyes to focus on the face of this lady wearing a dress with short, wavy hair.A sly grin formed on her lips, which made my legs tremble in fear."Ca-Candice?"It couldn't be right… I abruptly closed my eyes when the lights suddenly switched on."Yes, dear."My soul almost left my body upon hearing her voice. Is it really her? I slowly raised my gaze and met her grinning face. "When have you been out?" She wore blonde artificial hair and put on heavy makeup. Maybe to make sure no one recognizes her."You don'
YSABELLEJacob doesn't have any choice but to follow me inside the building. I know he's scared to face Ronan, but I don't want him to bury a rage deep down in his heart about Ronan.We headed straight to the CEO's office but found his office empty. He's not around, and neither is his secretary.I called the receptionist through Ronan's telephone, and a woman answered immediately."Hi. This is Belle Volkov. Where's Ronan?""Good day, Ms. Volkov. As far as I know, Mr. Volkov is not around."My brows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean he's not around?""Mr. Volkov didn't come to work."My ears perked at her words as my jaw clenched.If the people here tell me he's absent from work, it means Ronan has no other outdoor meeting or anything related to the company.Where is he? He's not at home, and if he goes somewhere not related to work, he always tells me so I won't get worried. But why he didn't tell me anything today? Because he's angry?"Where's his secretary?""He's on sick lea
YSABELLE “Why didn't you talk to him?”“He refused to let me visit Mom, so there's no need to ask his permission to go back to Australia.”I can sense his irritation just by mentioning Ronan. I can't blame him. Ronan just does whatever he wants, not even realizing what Jacob might have felt.He's just a child wanting to see his parents and know how they are doing. But Ronan didn't understand his feelings, which added to Jacob's frustration.“He still needs to know. Wait here, I will call him.”I walked to the door, but he stopped me by holding my hand.“He's busy and still angry at me. Also…” He looked away and turned his back on me as he let go of my hand. “I don't want to see or talk to him.”“Jacob, he's only doing this for your own good. You already know the past of your mother and your biological father, right?”“I just want to talk to them. Is that a crime?”I was taken aback at his words.“N-No, it's not.”He stared at me with mixed emotions. His eyes filled with anger, pain,