------41------Camila was roused from sleep by the sound of Alejandro's voice as he spoke to someone on the phone. His laptop was open, and a few documents were spread out before him. She carefully pushed herself up and approached him."I thought we agreed you'd rest?" she mumbled, pouting her lips.Alejandro ended the call and placed his phone on the table. "I was bored, and you were asleep. I didn't want to wake you," he replied, pulling her close to his side."You could’ve just taken a nap beside me. It’s been a long day," she suggested."I don’t take naps," Alejandro simply responded before his phone rang again. Another business call. He answered it.Camila watched him for a while. He looked so serious while talking until a naughty idea crossed her mind. Smiling mischievously, she knelt in front of him and began caressing his thighs. Her actions made Alejandro glance down at her.The sight before him nearly drove him wild. She looked so small, kneeling between his legs, her ey
------ 42------Ace dropped Isabella off at precisely ten o'clock. She sat in the car, clutching her bag a little tighter than usual."Tonight was fun," she mumbled, her cheeks flushed with shyness."Yeah, I love it when your tongue plays with my tongue ring. I should wear a bigger one next time, just for you," he winked."Hey!" Isabella’s cheeks grew even redder. She glanced at the clock and gasped. "10:01! My mom told me to be home before ten. I'm so dead," she mumbled, packing the things he bought for her to leave but before she could touch the car door, Ace pulled her back."Will you go out with me again?" He asked."Set the date," she winked and opened the car door to step out, but on second thought, she rushed back to him and pressed her lips against his. He cupped her face, deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth. His lips left hers and trailed to her neck."You should leave now, Isabella, before I change my mind and take you home with me," he grunted, strugg
------43------“You’re his wife? We heard he got married!” she exclaimed excitedly. Before Camila could respond, the woman pulled her into a warm hug."Ahem," Chandler cleared his throat, and she reluctantly released Camila."I'm sorry, I'm just so excited," she said with a broad smile. “Forgive my manners. I’m Lucia, and oh my God, you're so beautiful,” she added, her eyes wide with surprise, as if she couldn’t believe who she was seeing.Camila felt a sense of ease around Lucia, though she found her a bit too clingy.“I’m Camila,” Camila replied with a smile.“Beautiful name. Let me show you both to your room,” Lucia said, taking Camila’s hand and leading the way.“She hasn’t had a friend in so long,” Chandler whispered to Alejandro regarding his sister’s behavior.“She’d better not try to take my wife from me,” Alejandro replied, causing Chandler to shake his head in amusement.“I still can’t believe you’re married now. You broke our code, man. I’m definitely telling the other guy
44NEXT DAY: BRIAR HIGH SCHOOL***“Brett,” Isabella called out as she chased after Brett when class was over. It was her only opportunity to talk to him and find out why he had been avoiding her.“Brett,” she called again. This time, he stopped running but didn’t turn to face her.“Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend, Ace?” he replied, his voice tinged with jealousy.“Is that why you didn’t reply to my messages and have been avoiding me? Seriously, Brett, I thought we were friends. I thought you were different,” Isabella said, her voice full of disappointment.Brett finally turned to face her. “What do you expect from me? To just compliment you while you’re with another man? Fine, you looked breathtaking that night. You always do, Isabella, and damn, I—” He stopped himself when he realized he was saying too much.“I don’t even know what’s wrong with me,” he mumbled, and Isabella just stared at him, speechless.“I’m sorry if I scared you,” he sighed and began to walk away.“Did you me
------45------LUCIA'S PLACE **"The dry cleaner is this way, but just drop it there. My help will arrive soon and take care of it," Lucia said, leading Camila upstairs."Are you sure I can't just do it?" Camila asked, looking uncertain."Come on, you’re a queen! Does Alejandro let you do these kinds of things back in New York?" Lucia raised an eyebrow."Well, no, he doesn’t, but…""So, don’t worry about it," Lucia said, grabbing Camila's hand and leading her down the stairs. "You know, I wish to get married one day. I know your marriage didn’t start with love, but there's no denying the love you both have for each other now," Lucia sighed."Do you have someone you’re seeing?" Camila asked. Lucia shook her head."What about Chandler?" Camila asked again."Oh my!" Lucia burst out laughing."Did I say something wrong?" Camila blinked innocently."Chandler is my brother," Lucia said amidst laughter, and Camila's eyes widened."I’m sorry! I didn’t know that," she mumbled."It’s cool, we’
46"Oh my…" Lucia pretended to faint."How do I look?" Camila asked, looking unsure."So hot! If there’s something hotter than hot, then you look like fire. Damn, I’m not Alejandro, but I’m already speechless," Lucia admired her.The black lingerie had plenty of mesh and sexy belts. It was perfect for Camila’s body, showing off her curves and long legs, making her appear more seductive than usual."Trust me, Alejandro won’t be able to resist you. We’re taking it," Lucia told the worker."No, we’re not," Camila shook her head."Yes, we are!" Lucia argued. "Don’t you want to drive Alejandro wild and see him worship your body? Don’t you want to see that man on his knees? Camila, you’re the only one who has the power to do that!" Lucia persuaded her."I’ve never done this before," Camila mumbled."And that’s why you have me," Lucia winked.Camila reluctantly took off the lingerie, and they both went to the cashier to pay. The line wasn’t long, but Camila kept talking to Lucia about why li
47“Camila…” Alejandro gulped, his heart racing. “What are you wearing?” He asked, even though he could already see it, his mind too scattered to process anything clearly.“Do you like it?” Camila asked seductively. A plate of cherries sat next to her, and she picked one up, slowly putting it in her mouth, sucking on it teasingly.“Fuck…” Alejandro’s voice trembled as he wiped his eyes, making sure he wasn’t dreaming. He confirmed it; he was still sitting on his bed, wide awake, as he moved towards her.“What are you doing, Camila?” He placed his hands on her face, gently caressing her. “If this is some kind of stunt, you’ll regret it.” His thumb traced her lips, and she opened her mouth, sucking on it slowly.Alejandro’s eyes darkened with lust, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. "You’ll really regret this, Camila,” he muttered, pulling her head toward him for a deep kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, exploring, desperate to get deeper.Camila’s fingers tangled in his ha
48 She was tight, making it difficult for him to go in."Damn it, Camila, am I the first man?" he asked, unable to stop himself. Camila shyly nodded.His excitement surged alongside something else—something he couldn’t quite identify. He kissed her deeply, pouring his gratitude into it."Thank you for trusting me, Camila. If it’s too painful, push me away, okay? It’s going to hurt a lot," he mumbled, pushing himself in a bit more."Ouch!" Camila cried out, her face contorted in pain. Alejandro paused, giving her a tender look."Keep going, I can take it," she assured him, her voice wavering."I promise it’ll feel better soon," Alejandro murmured as he thrust fully inside her. Her cries filled his ears, but he wiped her tears and began moving gently."It’ll feel good, I promise," he whispered, thrusting deeper. "You’re so good, babe, so divine," he gasped, his movements quickening.Camila cried until his words started coming true. Pleasure began replacing the pain, and she clutched hi
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