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The dance was finally over. Freya and Diego returned to their seats, ready to witness the next item on the list of events to be held that night.The Master of Ceremony mounted the stage once again to announce the arrival of a performer, a renowned singer, Sophia Reyes.As the crowd erupted in an ear deafening round of applause, Sophia mounted the stage, ready to perform the song which she had written in regards to the theme of the charity ball.While she sang, Diego slowly reached out for Freya's hand which she had placed idly on the table, enveloping it in a tight, warm grip.“I hope you're enjoying the event”, he said softly to her, though his eyes were fixed on the performer on stage.Freya hesitated for a few seconds, staring hard at Diego's hand which was tightly wrapped around hers. She began to loathe the way he so easily touched her whenever he liked as if they were so familiar with each other. However, a part of her liked the way he touched her, the gentle rubbing of their s
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Freya gulped in fear, her eyes wide with shock, horror plastered on her face. Her worst nightmare had found his way back into her life. How did he find her? Desmond stood firm, his threatening demeanor triggering Freya's PTSD. He fixed Freya with a cold, intense stare, his eyes blazing with growing fury. Without thinking twice, Freya shook her head vigorously and breathed a silent “No”, then began to retreat, taking a few brisk steps backwards, away from Desmond. However, Desmond caught her by her arm with one hand, gripping her tightly. With much force, he pulled her closer to him, stopping her from running away. “Desmond”, Freya said with a shaky voice, her heart racing with anxiety as she struggled to squirm free from his grip. Desmond grabbed her second arm with his other hand, digging his fingers deep into her skin, causing her excruciating pain. “Let go of me, you're hurting me!” Freya exclaimed, squirming in discomfort as she scanned the room, hoping someone would
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Diego and Freya found themselves in the midst of the tension, forming a boundary between Diego's men and Desmond's men, Diego's arms wrapped around Freya's waist and Freya's hands pinned on his chest with a fearful demeanor.The men held their firearms firmly, their index finger set to the trigger, ready for any action.Just then, a swarm of paparazzi poured into the scene, taking several snapshots of the drama, their cameras capturing the tension with quick flashings.Desmond, finally regaining his stance, staggered towards Freya and Diego, his face battered and bruised.“That's enough”, he said to his men, raising his hand dismissively.Slowly, after glaring intensely at the opposing men, Desmond's men lowered their guns, still gripping them tightly.“When I needed your help, you fools didn't show up”, Desmond snarled at his men, gritting his teeth angrily.Diego glanced at his men, giving them a slight nod as a signal to put their guns down as well.Freya shuddered in fear as her e
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Desmond stood frozen, uncertain of what action to take next as Diego's words sank in, exposing his devious acts years ago to Freya, who stood still, her face wet with tears of disappointment.“Alan, is this really you?” Freya said with a cracked voice, shaking her head in disbelief as she touched his arm lightly, as if checking if he was indeed real. Tears crawled down her cheeks as she moved a little closer to Diego.Diego, in response, held Freya's face in his hands, as he fixed her with a soft, steady gaze.“Freya”, he said in a gentle whisper, wiping off the tears on her cheeks and caressing the sides of her face with his thumbs.“Diego, why didn't you tell me you were Alan?” She asked, her teary eyes staring deep into his soul, as she placed her hands gently on his chest, running her fingers down along his torso, passionately.Although she still seeked answers regarding Diego, why he had left without seeing her first thing after her surgery, why Desmond lied to her about Alan bei
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Freya and Diego hugged each other tightly for seconds, Freya's face buried in the hollow of Diego's chest, his unique scent engulfing her senses. It all felt like a dream; her brain still couldn't effectively process the twist of events which occurred that night.She shut her eyes tightly as the rhythmic sound of Diego's heartbeat echoed in her mind. As he stroked her hair gently, she melted into his warm embrace, her thoughts disappearing and reality fading away. She was floating, her body wasn't hers anymore and for a few seconds, she forgot who she was.Just then, one of Diego's men, whom Freya had instructed to put Noah away and shield him from the chaos, returned with Noah now that the tension had finally dissolved.Noah stood still, staring hard in confusion at Freya and Diego who embraced each other lovingly, oblivious to his presence.“Mom!” Noah yelled, pulling Freya out of her reverie.At the sound of Noah's voice, Freya abruptly pulled away from Diego's arms, jolting back i
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Freya averted her gaze in discomfort, the intensity of Diego's gaze causing her a little bit of discomfort.“What’s wrong, Freya? You look tense”, Diego whispered softly, his hands slowly sliding up her torso, tracing the edge of her ribcage.“I'm fine”, she said curtly, as if pissed off by his words. However, the shaky quality of her voice betrayed her true emotions and showed Diego just how intense the effect of his touch was on her.Realizing this, his lips curved into a short teasing smile, as he felt pleased with himself.“Freya, look at me, please. I want you to look into my eyes”, Diego whispered softly, his low deep voice reverberating through her eardrums in a tender, soothing way.Freya, who found herself falling hard into his tempting trap, surrendered to his demand, letting her deepest desires get the better of her. She fixed him with a steady gaze, eager to hear him whisper sweet nothings into her ears. It was certain that she had lost her mind but she didn't care. Everyt
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“...it appears that the two powerful billionaires have been secretly rivals for many years. The report shows that their rivalry is not due to a competition in business or a battle about net worths, but shockingly about a relationship scandal. Desmond July, CEO of Dexus Innovations world wide, claims that Diego Hunter, the CEO of Hunter Global Enterprises, is having an affair with his wife, Freya July, while Diego, on the other hand, claims to be saving her from a loveless marriage. They were involved in a gruesome fight yesterday at Diego Hunter's charity ball. Here's a video of the fight. I advise parental guidance as the video may contain sensitive and explicit content…” Diego, sitting at the edge of his bed, watched the terrible scandalous fight between Desmond and him on the news, his fists clenched in brewing rage, his brows knitted in a stiff, displeased scowl. He shook his head in self-pity as the news anchor seemed to misunderstand the whole scenario, adding a sprinkle of lie
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"How are you, Freya?” Diego asked over the phone, with a warm and gentle tone as always.Freya gave a weak, guilty smile, realizing she didn't fulfill his request of giving him feedback the moment she arrived at Tennessee with Noah. However, she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, certain that Diego wouldn't pick offense in her action.“I'm okay”, she said, in her usual dry and emotionless tone whenever she was on a phone call with Diego.Freya heard Diego pause for a couple of seconds, and she guessed that he was either nodding slightly or smiling shortly. She could tell he was scrambling for words.“How's Noah doing?”Freya exhaled a deep sigh, uncertain of what to tell Diego on Noah's behalf. Noah was unusually grumpy that morning. He had never expected Freya to take him to school even when they had just come back from a short trip. He threw tantrums, insisting he wanted a day off at school as he was very tired. However, Freya took his excuses as simply being lazy. She had zero to
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