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Yolanda and Diego had their breakfast in comfortable silence. Even though they didn't have anything to say to each other, it was not awkward. It felt like they had done this several times and yet, it was the first time they sat and had a meal together early in the morning. 'He's a good cook,' Yolanda mused as she munched on the extremely delicious pancakes. In her mind, she thought, there was nothing more attractive than a man who could cook. As they ate, she couldn't help stealing glances at him. He already looked handsome with his glasses but seeing him without them in the morning made him look all the more alluring. For some reason, Yolanda's heart skipped a beat. She still couldn't understand why she was getting affected by Diego's presence. Was it because he had saved her the previous night? He had appeared from nowhere like a knight in shining armour and now, the butterflies in her stomach wouldn't stop going wild when she looked at him. Diego had noticed her staring at
Yolanda waited for news about Diego's condition with bated breath. Her heart kept pounding hard against her ribcage, the sound deafening to her ears. Although Roxanne was comforting and reassuring her that he would be fine, she couldn't help being anxious. A bad feeling crept into her when Henry returned an hour later after Diego's surgery. "H-how was the surgery?" Yolanda asked and tried to swallow the painful lump in her throat. "Is Diego ok?" Henry's defeated look made her stomach twist and turn. She couldn't even imagine what she would do if Diego died because he saved her. It would be a nightmare. Henry Ford's eyebrows creased. He recalled the state he saw Diego in and shook his head, saying, "Things don't look too good. He might not make it through the night." A tear rolled down Yolanda's cheeks, followed by many more. Her heart squeezed painfully as if a strong hand was wringing it like a mop. She sniffed and said, "It's my fault. He was so hurt but he still carried me
“I know you don’t have feelings for me but I’ve loved you for a long time and I’m willing to wait. You don’t need to force love with men who don’t love or appreciate you,” Warren said with a serious look on his face. He was tired of watching Yolanda fall in love and then waste her life away on men who couldn't see her worth. For years, Warren had to hide his love for Yolanda. He supported her and even let her pursue Henry Ford like she had always wanted. It was painful to see her try so hard for a man who didn't spare her a glance. Nevertheless, the only thing he could do was watch and support her. Attempts to make her forget about her crush were futile because Yolanda was very determined and confident she would one day win Henry Ford's heart. Warren didn’t immediately return to Brentwood City with Yolanda because he thought she would be successful this time around since Henry Ford initiated the call and extended an invitation to her. However, when he heard she was ruthlessly and
At Roxanne and Henry Ford's mansion. Time: 07:00 am Henry got off the phone and sat on the bed. He buried his face in his hands and sighed, his heart clenching in pain. "Hey, babe... what's wrong?" Roxanne asked when she saw her husband's state. She stopped applying her makeup as she was getting ready for work and approached him before sitting next to him. "Was that the doctor?" Henry dropped his arms and glanced at his wife. He exhaled and answered, "Yes. He called to say Diego is now stable. He will survive." "That's great news! Why do you look so down though?" Roxanne asked. She placed her hand on Henry's back and gave him soothing strokes. "Are you still worried about him? The doctor said he will be fine." "I feel like it's my fault. He didn't want to mess with the mob boss but I ordered him to. Maybe I should have called the police," Henry responded. He felt responsible for his assistant's predicament. If he hadn't forced Diego to save Yolanda, he wouldn't have been
Diego couldn't deny it any longer. He had realised something the past few days as he watched how Yolanda tended to his needs without complaint. She was a celebrity, a superstar, someone who could easily hire help. Nevertheless, she stayed with him and took care of him with all her heart. Whether it was out of guilt or not, he could see the sincerity in her eyes. She endured frustrating weeks in the hospital to help him out when she could have been working. He loved especially how humble she was. It didn't matter whether one was a CEO or an ordinary employee, she treated everyone the same. Despite how many times he reminded himself that Yolanda was out of bounds, he wound up falling for her. As they spent their days together, he couldn't help feeling bad that she was wasting her life taking care of him. He often urged her to leave and not feel guilty about his condition. However, Yolanda insisted she didn't stay out of guilt but she sincerely wanted to take care of him. Diego
“Surprise!” Diego’s heart skipped a beat as he took in the sight before him. Standing at the villa's entrance were Roxanne, Heather, Yolanda and the children. Adrian wasn't present because he was out of the country. He had some lined-up games for a month. Oliver and Claire held up a banner that was boldly proclaiming, “Welcome home, Diego!” The state of the villa took Diego's breath away. It had been renovated and extended. More modern features were added to it, giving it a homely look. Diego glanced at Henry and said, “Sir… this is-” “I had some people work on your villa. I hope you don’t mind,” Henry replied nonchalantly. Diego’s eyes glinted with gratitude. He never expected such a grand gesture from his boss. Henry Ford had practically built him a new villa since it had been damaged during the explosion. The cost was amounting close to two million dollars. Where in this world would a boss build his assistant a villa as a gift? His eyes welled up with tears. He remarked
Diego's forehead was coated with beads of sweat. His eyebrows met and he bit his lower lip, groaning as Yolanda bobbed her head up and down his manhood. It had been five minutes since Yolanda went down on him. He had tried to endure, however, he couldn't take it anymore. He held her head to stop her and said, "Wait... wait, princess, take it easy." Yolanda let go of Diego's shaft with a pop sound. She licked her lips and looked up at him, asking, "What's wrong? Am I too fast?" Diego shook his head. He replied, "No... it's not that. You were using your teeth... it's kind of painful." He chuckled and added, "If you had continued, I'm afraid you would have bitten my dick off." Heat crept up Yolanda's face. She stated, "I'm sorry. This is my first time doing it. I didn't know I was hurting you." "It's ok. I'll teach you how to do it... just hide your teeth under your lips and use your tongue to suck it. Just like you're licking a lollipop," Diego answered, loving the flush on Yo
"Stay safe for me, I'll be back soon. I love you..." Adrian's words before he left for the tournament echoed in Heather's ears. She swallowed the lump in her throat and forced her tears back. It wasn't the time to cry. They weren't sure what plane suffered the plane crash. Henry Ford was still finding out from his sources. However, the fact that Adrian hadn't arrived and his phones were off made Heather's stomach twist and turn from fear. What would she do if he was in the plane that crashed? Her heart shattered at the mere thought of losing Adrian. "Hello, yes... I've sent my assistant to the airport already. Adrian Carter was supposed to get on a private jet but he ended up getting on the plane with his fellow teammates. Please look into it. The plane is Goflight XXX," Henry could be heard making calls to his connections. Diego who had just fully recovered and returned to work was tasked to go to the airport and wait for firsthand news about the plane in question. Since ther
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Three years later... Henry Ford woke up very early. It was the month of love and a few days before Valentine's Day. As usual, he wanted to do something special for his wife as he asked her to be his Valentine. They had been married for ten years and he always asked her days before the actual day in a special and romantic way. Since this was about them, he wanted to do everything himself. He filled up some red balloons with air and scattered them around the sitting area downstairs and the dining area. After getting busy in the kitchen, he whipped up some breakfast for Roxanne- heart-shaped pancakes drizzled with syrup and strawberries covered in chocolate. He had seen this recipe from a trending video on t-i-k-t-o-k and thought his wife would love it. He then got the roses he had got for her and put them in a glass vase before placing them on the dining table. When Roxanne woke up and looked for her husband, she woke up to the transformed living room and dining room. She
Five years later… It was a Saturday and the Fords were hosting a family braai for their son, Oliver Ford, to celebrate his new age. Roxanne sighed as she glanced at Oliver who was helping his father, Henry Ford. They stood by the barbeque grill stand, flipping meat, sausages and chicken kebabs. Oliver didn’t want a huge party on his fifteenth birthday… he just wanted to spend time with family. However, Roxanne had invited Claire Hamilton and his other friends, Liam Kent and Jake Norton. They had all grown and were now teenagers. Running around playing tag like the younger kids didn’t interest them at all. Claire and the two boys sat at one of the tables. While Claire was taking pictures of Oliver, his friends were busy playing games on their phones. “Are you impressed with your son and husband?” Heather’s voice snapped Roxanne out of her trance. “They look so cute… I swear, Henry is a great Dad and Oliver adores him,” Roxanne replied, glancing at her husband dreamily as he
Diego and Henry rushed to the mansion in less than twenty minutes as if there was an emergency. Henry looked for his wife when he entered the mansion, yelling, "Roxy? Baby, where are you? Let's go to the hospital!" At the same time, Diego followed after him and called for Yolanda, "Princess, let's go to the hospital. The earlier the better!" They both paused when they found their women in the living area laughing and chatting with Larry Ford and Kenneth Smith. Henry furrowed his eyebrows. He remarked, "I thought you said you're not feeling well. You look fine to me..." Larry Ford glared at his grandson. He scolded him, "Son, if your wife says she's not feeling well, then find out what could be wrong with her first before concluding. Should I teach you everything?" Henry scratched the side of his neck. He tried his best to be a good husband but there were times like this when he had faults. Being human, he was bound to make mistakes or maybe say something wrong. He wasn't perfe
Two months had passed since Yolanda and Diego got married. Although they were happy, Diego had noticed that his wife missed her job. Yolanda was an independent woman who loved working for her own money... Of course, Diego provided for her but he could see that she wasn't used to staying home and shopping only. It would even affect her mood sometimes. Diego thought about a way to have his wife get back to her job. Quite alright, it would be dangerous for her to be in the spotlight with all their rivals targeting them but that was why he was around, right? It was his job to protect Yolanda and ensure her life didn't change just because she fell in love with him. So, before he could bring it up to her, he met with his brother and requested to move back to Brentwood City. Augusto glanced at Diego after he made his request, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What is it? Is this place not up to her standards?" "No... it's not that. I just want her to be happy and if doing her job mak
Yolanda's heart was galloping like a racing horse. Diego's promise echoed in her mind, making her look forward to what he would do to her. She tilted her head up, asking for a kiss and Diego didn't disappoint. He connected his lips to hers and kissed her hard. They began to move towards the bed and Yolanda fumbled with Diego's buttons as she tried to undress him. Meanwhile, Diego was busy deepening the kiss with every second that passed. He grabbed the back of her head while the other hand reached between them and he stroked her core, rubbing her clit with every movement of his fingers. Yolanda moaned against his lips. She failed to get rid of Diego's suit and instead, wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped on him, coiling her legs around his ripped torso. In that position, Diego held Yolanda's ass and began grinding his massive erect shaft into her bare core... Despite it being hidden by the branded pants he had on, Yolanda could still feel the tip of his rod, digging at he
Diego carried Yolanda into the cabin. Yolanda's eyes grew wide as she looked around. If she thought the outer form of the cabin was dreamlike, the inside was like paradise itself. The wooden cabin wasn't big. It was like one big room with a small kitchen in the corner, a huge bed in the center, a bubbling hot tub on the left near one of the windows and a bathroom on the right side. The bathroom area had an enclosure for privacy. Not only did they have several acres of land to themselves, but they were surrounded by maple trees with fiery red leaves which could be seen through the huge windows. The whole place was giving "leave the world behind vibes". It offered a perfect blend of romance, peace and refreshment for the newly married couple. "Are we still in our family's estate?" Yolanda asked and Diego smiled. He loved especially the way she used the word 'our' in her question. Sliding an arm around Yolanda's waist, Diego pulled her closer and then put her at his front bef
Diego Montero realised something. He loved Yolanda with his all. Whether he waited weeks or months to propose, she would still be the woman he would want to spend the rest of his life with. Yes, they didn't know what tomorrow may bring. But who ever knows? Everyone jumps in without knowing the obstacles they will face in the future. If there's anything he learnt from his former boss, Henry Ford. It's that as long as you had your loved one by your side, any other problem felt like a passing breeze. After talking to his brother, Diego asked the housekeepers to help out with the proposal. Of course, the housekeeper who had helped Dahlia was fired. In the Mafia, loyalty was everything. Diego instructed the bodyguards to control the drones he had shipped over earlier before they travelled. Augusto helped too. He stood downstairs near the drones, waiting for midnight so that they could control the drones to help Diego propose. Yolanda woke up and they had dinner outside on the balc
Diego didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at Dahlia and asked, "Why did you come back? If you had stayed hidden, at least I would have had good memories of you... but now... you disgust me." "D-Diego... that's not true. Your brother forced himself on me. That's why I faked my death. I was so ashamed-" "Shut up! Aren't you tired of scheming? Do you think I can believe you over my brother? My brother came from the same womb as I... we may fight and not speak to each other for years, but I know he would never do anything to hurt me," Diego's words sliced through the air like shards of ice, cutting Dahlia's words in the middle. "That's not true... why did you leave? It's because you hated your family!" Dahlia answered confidently. She wasn't convinced that Diego had moved on. He loved her very much and could do anything for her... how could his love for her end so quickly? Diego shook his head. He replied, "I left because I was hurt that they didn't want to avenge yo