52 Lucia checked the map on her phone before stopping her car in front of a small, old building. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she mumbled as she stepped out.She wasn’t particularly surprised by her actions—this was her pattern, doing foolish things in the name of love. She reached an apartment door and stared at the picture on her phone once more before knocking."Geez, so hard," she muttered, glancing at her bruised knuckles, then knocked again.When the door opened, her heart nearly skipped a beat. It was him—George Williams. He looked even better than she remembered, though he was still wearing the same hoodie from the last time she'd seen him."You might not remember me," she started."I do, and I’m wondering what you’re doing here. How did you find out where I live?" he asked, his words coming out in a rush."George Williams," she said, pointing at him."How do you know my name? I knew you were weird the moment I laid eyes on you. Something’s definitely off!" His eyes narr
53Alejandro stared at Camila, speechless, for a few seconds as she returned his gaze with an innocent look. She deliberately ignored the hardness pressing against his shorts and focused on his empty hand."You didn’t get my fork," she cooed."We’re leaving," Alejandro said firmly."But I’m not done eating," Camila mumbled."Oh, you’ll eat all right," he replied darkly. "You’ll eat real good."He scanned the room, searching for the waiter."I’m not going anywhere, Alejandro." Camila stubbornly crossed her legs, but Alejandro was unfazed. He scribbled a check and left it on the table for the waiter."I said I’m not done eating!" Camila repeated, her defiance growing. Without warning, Alejandro lifted her effortlessly and threw her over his shoulder.Her eyes widened in shock."Put me down this instant!" She kicked her feet in protest, but Alejandro held her securely. She wasn’t heavy, so it was no effort for him as he carried her out to his car.He gently placed her in the passenger se
54"Shh," Alejandro pressed a kiss to her forehead. "It’s okay. You should get some sleep."Camila nodded, snuggling into his chest, and soon drifted off. Alejandro stayed beside her, his mind swirling with thoughts. After a while, he gently untangled himself from her, covered her properly, and slipped into some shorts.He grabbed his laptop and logged into his company’s site to check on things.••••••••••••••••••••••••••••NEXT MORNING•••••••It was exactly 8 a.m. when George arrived at the address Lucia had given him. The gate was larger than the one at his own home, making him hesitate about whether to knock or walk in.A security guard approached him. "May I help you?""My name is George William. Lucia gave me this address and told me to come today," George explained, though the guard looked skeptical."I have her number if you want me to call her," George said, fumbling for his phone."It’s fine. Wait here. I’ll confirm." The guard disappeared inside and spoke with other security
55Elijah wiped the blood dripping from his nose, glaring at Ace. Without hesitation, they lunged at each other, fists flying in a messy brawl.“What the hell is going on? We’ve got a game show in a few minutes! Cut the crap!” Jeff, along with the rest of the Cyber Boys, rushed to break them apart.“Your captain is a two-faced snake! He likes boys and girls! I’m warning you, Elijah—stay away from Isabella!” Ace spat, pointing furiously. Alan held him back, making sure he didn’t lose his temper completely.“That’s enough, Ace. We’ve got a game to win in a few minutes. Go freshen up,” Alan said sternly, dragging Ace away.Easton tried to calm Elijah, but Elijah angrily shook off his hand and stormed off. Isabella stood frozen, Ace's accusation about Elijah liking boys spinning in her head. Who could it be, and why was Elijah even involved with her and Valeria?••••“Ladies and gentlemen, we are live at the Esports Edge! Let’s gear up for the competition starting in less than 30 seconds.
56 ALEJANDRO'S PLACE***Camila slipped on one of Alejandro’s oversized T-shirts, a new morning routine ever since they spent their first night together.“Good morning,” she greeted as she entered the living room.“Morning, love bite,” Alejandro responded, walking over with a cup of coffee. He handed it to her, then placed a soft kiss on her forehead.“Love bite?” Camila laughed, confused.“I’ve decided not to call you Camila anymore. ‘Love bite’ suits you better. I can’t get enough of your neck, and I love leaving my mark,” he teased with a grin.Camila chuckled and sipped her coffee. “This is really good. You’re getting better at this.”“I’m a man of many talents. As long as it keeps that smile on your face, I’ll keep it up,” Alejandro winked."You're so cheesy," Camila tried to hide the blush creeping up her face, but it was no use. Her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes."My father's birthday is next week. When are we leaving Mexico?" She quickly changed the topic."I was just ab
Camila sat in front of the mirror with her eyes closed, allowing her makeup artist to work on her face. There was no other way out; she had to get married. It was for the sake of her sick father, her family business, Perez Innovation Design. She was the only one who could save her family from crumbling after so many years of struggling to stay on top.She wouldn't have minded getting married if only the groom wasn't Alejandro Ruiz, the boy she once rejected during their childhood—a memory that haunted her no matter how hard she tried to forget.She could still see the hurt in his eyes when she told him no. She had liked him, but she was the beautiful Camila Perez, everyone's crush, and he was seen as a disgrace. Camila would always remember the day he knelt, offered her a flower, and asked, "Would you be my date for the Valentine's party?"Camila looked around, surrounded by people on all sides. She could already picture the look of disappointment on her face if she said yes. One wron
"I'm sorry I'm late," Alejandro casually walked towards the altar where Camila stood in her wedding gown, her veil covering her face. "I had to attend some business meetings. I hope I didn't miss my wedding?" He sounded unapologetic as he spoke.Camila gazed at his face carefully. He had changed a lot from how she remembered him. Gone were the chubby cheeks and acne, replaced with a sculpted jawline, smooth skin, and a well-built body, visible underneath his suit.Alejandro had grown taller, probably six foot three, and there was something different about him. He wasn’t that vulnerable boy anymore; she could see it in his cold, serious eyes."Outrageous! How can he attend a business meeting on his own wedding day?""The nerve of him to show up wearing a suit instead of a tuxedo!"People murmured among themselves, but Alejandro didn't seem to care. He just wanted to get the wedding over with."Since the groom is here, we may proceed," the priest said, stepping forward while holding his
3He didn't look the same as he did in the church earlier. His face had gotten darker, his eyes colder, and the energy surrounding him seemed more tense. For some reason, Camila felt like she couldn't breathe.What happened to: "Trust me mom and dad, I will take care of your princess"?"I want you to understand the concept of this marriage," he said, giving her a serious look. "We both know this is a loveless marriage, and I only agreed because I also need your father's help. So, don't expect much from me now that you're here," he told her.Camila wanted to open her mouth and say something, but she couldn't. Instead, she just nodded."Rule number one: Don't touch what isn't yours," he stated.Camila looked confused and angry at the same time. What did he mean by "Don't touch what isn't yours"? It seemed like Mr. Ruiz had forgotten she was also from a rich family, and all this gold didn't faze her. For some reason, she wasn't courageous enough to say what she was thinking."Rule number