17 Alejandro was in his office going through some files when his door opened and Camila barged in."Even my dad knocks before he enters," Alejandro said without sparing her a glance."Isn't that why I'm your wife?" she clapped back and dropped the badge Sandra handed to her on his desk."You were behind it, weren't you?" she asked, but he did not reply."I'm a little happy that you still have some empathy left in you. I was starting to think you were a monster," she mumbled, but it was loud enough for Alejandro to hear.He stopped the work he was doing and stared at her. "Here's the thing, wifey, I don't want you to flatter yourself. I take work very seriously here. Sandra broke the rules, and she's facing her punishment for it," he explained, then glanced at her from head to toe.She was wearing a blouse that showed her cleavage a little, and his eyes darkened."Do you even go through the dress code?" he asked."What's wrong with the way I dress?" Camila frowned."Everything," he re
18D•S MALL•••••Alejandro's car stopped in the mall parking lot. His driver came down and helped them with the car door. Alejandro put on his sunglasses and stretched his hand out for Camila."I can walk on my own," Camila folded her arms. She still did not like the fact that Alejandro made her wear his suit out to the mall."If you don't accept my hand, then I'll fling you over my shoulder and take you in. Maybe you'd like that," Alejandro smirked, and Camila quickly accepted his hand.She hated how he always had his way with everything. She wished to have something to threaten him with, like he does to her.Alejandro and Camila walked in, and the employees greeted them. Some were looking at them, specifically Camila, and might have been wondering why she was wearing a suit jacket."Mr. Ruiz, this way, please," a woman dressed corporately confidently walked to them, her heels making clicking sounds. She gave Camila a polite smile as she led the way.She took them to a dressing room,
19NEXT DAY: BRIARWOOD SCHOOL ••••Isabella arrived but didn't see her friends waiting for her at her locker as they normally do. Her eyes searched for them until she saw them gathered in front of Valeria's locker, and her eyes darkened."Guys!" She angrily walked towards them. "Why are you standing here?" she demanded."Chappell told us what you did yesterday. Trying to steal Ace when you like Elijah. That's two-timing, and it's not cool. We don't do that to friends here," Abby said."I wasn't trying to steal Ace," Isabella sighed."Then explain why I saw both of you together. You don't even care about Cyber boys. You just have a crush on Elijah," Chappell said."I like Elijah and I still do. What happened with Ace yesterday was nothing. I don't even know what he was doing there," Isabella tried explaining herself."What was he doing there, and why was he holding your face?" Gloria asked."I just said I don't know. Why are you guys being so ridiculous?" Isabella was already frustrate
20 Camila narrowed her eyes as she stared at him. No compliment? Did she not look good enough? She wondered but quickly shook it off. She wasn't trying to impress him or anyone, so it really didn't matter if she looked great or not.She followed him to the car. The driver helped them open the door, and he couldn't resist the urge to compliment Camila."You look beautiful, ma'am," he said."Thank you," Camila smiled. At least a driver appreciated her beauty more than her husband did.Alejandro's eyes darkened when he stared at his driver and the poor man froze."Is talking to my wife why I hired you as my driver?" he asked harshly."I'm sorry, sir," the driver apologized."Cut him some slack. He was just complimenting me," Camila rolled her eyes."Then how about you get married to him and watch him save your family's company instead," Alejandro shrugged at her.Camila resisted the urge to call him an asshole. She just scoffed and looked out the window, tired of thinking about what cou
21Camila turned to Rafael to take a proper look at him. He was indeed the one who helped her the other day."Mr. Rafael," she greeted him."Just Rafael," he corrected her, which made her smile. Rafael couldn't help but admire her looks and came to the conclusion that this lady before him gets more beautiful daily."You know, I'm surprised to see you at an event like this. Who's the bastard that's lucky enough to convince you to be his date?" Rafael then asked."Actually, she is married and you can turn around and call me a lucky bastard to my face," someone said behind Rafael, which made him freeze.Camila looked forward to see Alejandro looking at her with darkened eyes. She didn't know what she did wrong but she couldn't stop herself from gulping.Rafael turned to look at Alejandro. He stiffened a bit, still trying to digest the fact that the lady he hadn't been able to forget was married, and not just to anyone but to his rival, Alejandro."If you don't have anything else to say,
22Camila gave him a questioning look. She wanted to complain but was interrupted when she heard everyone clapping. It felt like they had all witnessed what they did and were clapping because she put on a good show for them. But they were clapping because the jazz musician was done performing.It was weird that she didn't hear anything going on when Alejandro's fingers were inside her. She looked at him as he wiped his hands with a tissue dropped for them on the table. He gave Camila a look as he slowly wiped his hands, making sure she saw the wetness of her on the tissue."Why didn't you finish?" she asked him."It's part of the punishment. I will give you the full one when we get home," he replied, which confused Camila.Punishment for what exactly?The host came back to the stage and Alejandro turned serious as this was the part he had been waiting for."First, we are giving an award to the most outstanding businessman. The award goes to Mr. Alejandro Ruiz!" the host announced, and
23"Rule number 7," he said, staring deeply into her eyes. "Don't smile at other men who aren't me," he stated.Camila was still trying to process how fast this was happening, but his hands choked her throat even more."Did I make myself clear? I said I don't want to see you smiling with another man. I own you, Camila. We are married, and you should only give me your smile!" he said even more harshly this time.Camila could hardly breathe. Alejandro was angry, and he was taking it out on her. She felt like she was about to pass out and didn't know how to stop him."Alejandro..." She managed to call his name, tears slipping from her eyes.Alejandro suddenly let go of her, and she began coughing, letting out all the breath he almost took from her. He didn't move; he just stood in one place, watching her."Are you happy now?" She looked at him with red eyes. "I thought you wouldn't stop until you saw me dead," she added, tears slipping from her eyes.Alejandro wanted to touch her face, b
24RUIZ ROYAL ESTATES••••Alejandro was busy with his phone when someone knocked on the door and entered. It was a well-dressed woman."Mr. Alejandro, Mr. Fernando is here to see you," she informed him."Let him in," Alejandro sighed. It wasn't long before Fernando barged in."So now your friend has to make an appointment before he sees you?" Fernando casually sat on the swivel chair opposite Alejandro."What do you want?" Alejandro asked tiredly."What do you mean? I came to check up on a good friend," Fernando twitched his lips and rolled his swivel chair around."Do you redesign your office every day?" he asked while looking around. Then he picked up a photo stand on the table. It was an unaware picture of Camila."Wow, what a beautiful picture. Does she know you have this with you?" Fernando admired the picture."Stop touching my property!" Alejandro's vein was popping."You call your wife your property?" Fernando looked amused."She always has been!" Alejandro yanked the picture
72 “If you’re incapable of managing this company, then maybe it’s time we vote for a new CEO or—”Alejandro slammed his fist on the table, finally fed up. “Or what?” he demanded, his piercing gaze silencing the room. “Who else wants to stand up? Go ahead, do it now!” His tone was icy. “Did I hear something about a new CEO?” he asked, chuckling to himself.“Mr. Marcel, Mr. August, Mr. Peterson—you three have been here the longest. Let’s say we agree to vote for a new CEO. Can any of you explain what it takes to run one of the world’s biggest companies? To make deals with both locals and foreigners, to come up with innovative strategies daily?” Alejandro challenged, his eyes daring them.The three men exchanged confused glances, unable to respond, which made Alejandro smirk.“Handling both local and foreign clients requires negotiation skills. I personally speak twelve different languages and am still learning more. Mr. Peterson, you were the first to stand up, and we’re currently work
71“Ace... yes, give it to me, Ace... oh... Oh... God... yes... yes!” Chappell moaned, her body arching as she used a dildo on herself, her eyes fixated on a picture of Ace. The ecstasy in her voice was undeniable as she lost herself in the moment."This is so messed up. Did Valeria upload this?" Isabella muttered under her breath, quickly turning off her phone. She glanced over at Chappell, who sat frozen, staring at the screen as if in a trance."I'm really sorry about this video. It’s disgusting that it was posted, but don’t beat yourself up over it," Isabella tried to console her, but Chappell remained unresponsive.“That’s it! I’m going to find Valeria!” Isabella fumed, storming out of the room. She found Valeria chatting with Gloria and Abby, yanked her by the hair, and spun her around.“Why did you post that video?” she demanded, her voice shaking with anger.“Ouch, Isabella! Handsy much?” Valeria sneered, smoothing her hair back. “And you saw the video too?” she added, feignin
70••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••Lucia sat comfortably with George, chatting animatedly. She had no idea they were being watched."I don’t think he’s just her bodyguard," Fernando said, sipping his drink."Yeah," Chandler agreed, "looks like there’s something more going on between them."Fernando scoffed."Shouldn’t you call off the engagement? You’re not the marriage type, so how do you plan on treating my sister?" Chandler asked pointedly. "Plus, she’s a tough one."Fernando remembered when he first found out he was engaged. They were still in high school, and he had convinced himself he didn’t like her. She was spoiled, always getting whatever she wanted. He even made fun of her small breasts once, calling them peanuts."I didn’t know how to tell her back then that I actually like peanuts," he muttered under his breath."What?" Chandler gave him a confused look.Realizing he had said that out loud, Fernando quickly shook his head. His phone rang
69"That's what I thought, Lucia. You don’t have a choice, and I don't have a—" George's words were abruptly cut off as Lucia stood on her tiptoes, pressing her lips against his.George’s hands instinctively gripped her waist, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. He didn’t know what had come over him, but he couldn't stop. His tongue explored her mouth, eliciting a soft moan from her.When they finally pulled apart, they were both breathless."Come to the party with me," Lucia said, her eyes pleading."I—""Please," she urged again before he could refuse. George nodded, and her face lit up with a smile as she took his hand, excitedly leading him inside.•••••••••The mansion was elegantly decorated and filled with the perfect number of guests. Although the music hadn’t started yet, people mingled and sipped their drinks."Okay, bye." Camila hung up her phone and faced the gathering. "Turn off the lights and hide under the tables! Dad’s coming!" she announced. Everyone quickly co
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••A few minutes later, the house was fully decorated, and the cake was ready, sitting proudly on the table. The doorbell rang, and Camila opened it to find Lucia, who threw herself into Camila’s arms."I can’t believe you made it!" Camila exclaimed, hugging her tight."I told you I would, didn’t I?" Lucia smiled."Where’s your ‘bodyguard’?" Camila asked, using air quotes."He’s party-shy and refused to come in, but don’t worry, I’ll go drag him in," Lucia laughed, turning to leave but then paused. "And by the way, he really is just my bodyguard," she added with a smirk."Sure," Camila replied, giving her a knowing smile."I’m serious!" Lucia scoffed. "I’m not standing here to explain myself!" Then she left.Alejandro walked up and hugged Camila from behind. "Birthday decorations are exhausting," he mumbled.Camila smiled, holding his hands around her waist. "Haven’t you ever helped with birthday decorations for your family?" she asked."We don’t do that. We
67••••••••••••••••••••••••••••The next day, the security team helped Alejandro and Camila load their bags into the car. Peter hurriedly opened the door for them, and the ride to the Perez mansion began."My dad's going to wake up and find no one home. He’ll be so confused, but I don’t want him to worry too much," Camila mumbled.Alejandro rubbed her thigh. "He’ll be fine."Camila shared more stories about her father, and Alejandro listened attentively. Soon, the car stopped; they had arrived at their destination.Alejandro opened his door and then helped Camila out, leading her down."What time should I come back?" Peter asked."I’ll call you," Alejandro replied, grabbing their bags and heading inside. The house was quiet—no one had arrived yet."I guess we came a little too early," Alejandro muttered."We’re not early. It might take a few minutes to bake the cake," Camila said, setting down the bags she brought, along with everything she needed to bake."Do you need help?" Alejandr
66It was George.He glanced at her briefly before turning to face the men. "Leave, now," he warned."Or what?" the man with the knife sneered."Or this," George said, landing a swift kick to the man’s face. The second man tried attacking him from behind, but George caught his hand, twisting it until the knife fell to the ground.The first man stood up, trying to punch George, but George dodged his attacks, delivering several punches in return. The second man, now recovered, lunged at George, but George easily evaded him, throwing him into his friend.Realizing they were outmatched, the men retreated. George brushed himself off and walked back to Lucia."What were you thinking, coming here alone?" he shook his head, frustrated.Lucia, pushing some stray hair back from her face, looked down. "I’m still your boss. Just because you saved me doesn’t mean you can call me a fool," she muttered.George stepped closer, gently lifting her chin so she could look him in the eyes. His thumb wiped
65"Fernando?" Lucia called out, looking surprised at the man seated with her parents."Peanuts," Fernando smirked, causing her to glare at him."You two already know each other? That's wonderful!" Mrs. Landon smiled. "Why don’t you sit down so we can discuss everything?""No!" Lucia shook her head."No?" Mr. Landon gave her a disappointed look."I’m not marrying Fernando or anyone else!" she declared firmly. George, though trying to seem disinterested, couldn’t help but glance at her, surprised to hear about the marriage."Why not? You’re not getting any younger, sweetheart," Mrs. Landon gave her a sympathetic look."I know, Mom, which is why I brought him here." She grabbed George’s arm and pulled him forward. "Mom, Dad, Fernando—this is my boyfriend, George Williams. I didn’t tell you earlier because I didn’t want you to judge me. I know you always wanted me to marry someone wealthy, but George makes me happy," Lucia explained, while George looked at her, confused."Interesting," F
PEREZ MANSION***Isabella was lying in her bedroom when a soft knock sounded at her door. She sighed, pulling the blanket over her head. Her mother had been knocking non-stop.The door opened, and Sofia entered, her face filled with concern.“What do you want this time, Mom?” Isabella asked tiredly.“Your friend is here to see you,” Sofia replied.“I don’t have friends,” Isabella scoffed, rolling her eyes.Sofia stepped aside, and Chappell slowly walked in. Isabella leaped off the bed, glaring at both her mother and Chappell.“Mom, what is she doing here?” Isabella demanded angrily.“Sweetie, calm down. She just wants to talk,” Sofia said softly, trying to soothe her.“I don’t want to talk to her or anyone! Tell her to leave!” Isabella shouted, turning her back to them.“It’s okay, Isabella. I understand I’m not the person you want to see right now, but hear me out. I’m sorry about everything. I never really liked Valeria,” Chappell said apologetically.“It doesn’t matter now. Why are