Hence why Mr Sardino had insisted Isabella study business administration, supposedly to aid Santiago but in reality, to have her ready to assume control when the time came. "Santiago, let's start by discussing what's worrying you most right now. I'm listening," Dr Alfonso said gently. Santiago took a deep breath, sipped some water and rubbed his forehead as if trying to clear his turbulent thoughts. "I suppose it began with Susan leaving me. I adored her, I'd asked her father's blessing to propose and she just fled without explanation. No idea where either, though Eva claimed she'd run off with some mafia bloke. I felt like dying! Started drinking heavily as you know, then that wasn't enough. Tried weed, then it was just one drug after another. And the more wasted I got, the more I thought about Susan and what might have been..."His brother squeezed his arm sympathetically. "I regret so much not being there for you in your grief my friend or getting you help. I should never hav
They left, unaware of a shadowy figure following their departure. At his mother's care home, Alfonso suggested paying respects to their late father. But en route to the cemetery, their mysterious pursuer hastily withdrew. In Paris, it was past midnight but Isabella and Marta were still hard at work. Suddenly Bella's phone pinged a new message notification. Opening it revealed the same anonymous two words once more: "Take care." She stared puzzled at the screen. For months now, this unknown number had sent the odd message, always identical with that simple sign off. "What is it Bella?" Marta asked curiously. "I'm really not sure, ever since arriving in Paris, I get this sporadic text. Just two words from a number I don't recognise. No clue who it could be either." Her friend looked thoughtful. "It's an American number you say? Beyond your grandparents visiting you here, do you know anyone else stateside?" Bella shook her head. "No one at all." "What about your dad - could it b
Outside a church, a distraught young man watched helplessly as a newlywed couple emerged to applause and showers of confetti. Unable to tear his gaze from the radiant bride, their eyes met briefly before she smiled shyly and looked away. "Why? Why couldn't you have waited?" he cried, thumping the steering wheel in torment. He had only just discovered she was engaged after being overseas that past year. How could she have forgotten him so utterly? True, they had not seen each other since childhood when their parents sent them to strict single-sex boarding schools, forcibly separating them. But in their treehouse hideaway, he had pledged to make her his wife one day, and he fully intended to honour that. Although mere children then, he had loved her immediately with a conviction that had not wavered in all the intervening years. Through army service and jobs abroad, he never stopped yearning for and planning their reunion. Yet somehow he had left it too late and now lost her foreve
Keeping his distance, Christian watched the girl intently as she peered around anxiously. Soon an irritated man strode over, barely acknowledging her before grabbing her case and striding off without a backward glance. The girl trailed dutifully after him, still clutching her ticket distractedly. In the next queue, Christian noticed the blonde woman from the hotel also checking in solo. Her eyes met the other man's briefly in apparent recognition. Yet he seemed oblivious, focused only on his boarding pass.Christian observed it all closely as they boarded. The couple took seats in First Class whilst he and the blonde woman were seated in Economy. Next to the wide-eyed girl was an empty seat. As the lights dimmed, Christian understood why as the man slipped into it nonchalantly. Unable to resist, Christian made his way forward to glimpse inside the First Class cabin. Curled up asleep with a book lay the man's new wife, looking so sweet and innocent. It was his first view of the woma
Upon returning home, Adele's first move was contacting James' younger sister Christie. Only a year apart, the girls had been friends though Christie was far more astute than her appearance suggested. Adele knew securing her blessing was essential to ensnaring James. Dialling a number, she adopted her sweetest tone. "Hello Christie, it's Adele! I wondered if you fancied meeting up?" "Hi Adele! Funny you called actually. I'm just shopping if you'd like to join me for a coffee?" Christie responded brightly. "Wonderful! See you shortly," Adele smiled before turning to the naked man lounging on her bed expectantly. "I must go. The hunt begins!" He raised an eyebrow sardonically. "So soon? You must succeed this time I take it?" Adele laughed throatily. "Oh yes! Daddy is getting quite impatient, so from now on, I must play the blushing virgin convincingly!" Her lover snorted inelegantly. "You? A blushing virgin? That will take some acting!" Adele swatted him playfully. "Hush you! B
Isabella awoke with a start to see her grandparents arriving. Jumping up, she hugged them warmly. "I didn't expect you tonight Grandfather! You really mustn't drive so late." Her grandfather chuckled indulgently. "Well your grandmother has been cooking up a storm again, convinced you girls are being starved here!" Isabella laughed, circling her grandmother affectionately. "Please don't fuss Mima! We eat very well, just tired from studying. Marta and I hope to win that prestigious publishing internship." Marta stepped forward, blushing as Mr. Sardino embraced her. "It's true Sir," she admitted shyly. "We work very hard." Mr. Sardino studied both girls fondly. "You do look pale and drawn," he mused worriedly. "Very well, no more late night revision then! Now come, Mima wants to feed you both up..." The two girls exchanged rueful smiles. Mr. Sardino was very protective, investigating everyone in Isabella's circle thoroughly. But he approved of studious, gentle Marta and treated
Christian was the eldest son of a wealthy, eminent family, with a beloved sister just eighteen months his junior. The pair were the closest of allies, not just siblings, but friends and confidantes too.So Christie greeted her brother joyfully that day, leaping into his arms despite their brief separation. Laughing, Christian caught her exuberant embrace."Get down now Christie!" he scolded without heat, swatting her affectionately. Still she smothered him in kisses until finally releasing her hold."Well?" she demanded eagerly. "Did you succeed?"Christian sighed heavily. "I arrived too late. She's wed another." Christie gasped. "What?! But you were with her!" "I followed the honeymoon trip," Christian admitted. Seeing his sister's astonished expression, he added defensively, "I wanted to be sure I'd really lost her and that she was content.""And is she?" Christie asked gently. "With that beast?"Christian had
Meanwhile in Paris, some time earlier… Isabella sat motionless, eyes downcast, watching her grandfather's shoes pace relentlessly before her in the hospital ward. One question echoed through her shocked mind, how could this happen? Finally his polished Oxfords halted a metre away. Santiago's voice was strained with the effort to remain calm. "Tell me Isabella, was it love? Or hate? Explain what drove you to such an action."Numbed, she raised her head slowly. His expression mingled disappointment with frustrated incomprehension. Isabella's thoughtsThree months had passed since that night when I gave myself to a stranger!Three months of disappearing!Three months in which I became someone else!Free, determined, joyful. In that, little by little, my dreams were beginning to come true. And here I am, in front of my grandfather's inquisitive gaze.“Answer me, Bella.” He insists. “ But, first think very well, wha
Christian lay on his bed after emerging from the bathroom, where he had indulged in fantasies about Isabella. He was seriously considering visiting his psychologist, as he believed his current state wasn't normal. Could he truly not live without her? It had all seemed so real-her body in his hands, how he had plunged into her repeatedly. Was Isabella actually visiting him, remaining silent so he wouldn't realise it was her? Did she know he was blind and accept him as he was?At that moment, the bedroom lights switched on as his mother entered. He sat up abruptly."Mum, I think... I think I saw the light when you turned it on. You did turn it on, didn't you?""Yes, son, I just did. Are you regaining your sight as the doctor said? David... David... come and see Chris, David!""What is it, Mother-in-law? I'm here," David said, rushing into Christian's room, followed by his wife Christie and Mr Thomson, who had come in response to Mrs Thomps
After all the commotion surrounding Marta and Rodrigo's relationship, everyone in the house is delighted that they are a couple. They hold the young man in high regard and know he is very responsible. They are particularly pleased that he respected her throughout and that, had Marta not essentially won his heart, he wouldn't have pursued the relationship.The following day, Mrs Tania invited Augusto, her lifelong bodyguard, and his wife Leila for lunch. She wanted to quickly formalise Rodrigo and Marta's relationship, as the couple couldn't stop gazing at each other happily. Since Marta's arrival with Isabella, she had initially remained very quiet, and although everyone loved her and made her feel like family, they could sense that she felt inhibited in many ways.Now she is brimming with happiness, constantly smiling and allowing others to embrace her, something she didn't commonly do before. This is especially true after managing to have Rodrigo assigned as her bo
Santiago and his father stared intently at the girls, who were at a loss for what to do or say. Despite her earlier words, Marta had quickly released Rodrigo's hand, and he too seemed unable to react. Isabella looked at her father and, seeing his reproachful head shake, hugged her grandmother, hiding behind her."Seriously, Bella? Are you going to pass your sister off as Rodrigo's girlfriend?" Santiago asked, trying to coax Isabella out from behind her grandmother."Dad, it's not what you think!" Marta stepped forward, attempting to defend Isabella, who was silently pleading for help. "Dad, it's not Bella who's with Rodrigo... it's me!""This is the limit, Isabella," he said, to the astonishment of all three women. "Now you want to pass Marta off as your lover's girlfriend to deceive me?""Dad!" Isabella exclaimed, emerging from behind her grandmother, who was chuckling at the mess unfolding before her. "Dad, I swear on everything sacred that I have nothing to do
He didn't know that I couldn't cash the check here. Although, about Eva's money, I think you're right. I remember hearing my father saying that Santiago's company is frozen, because it's going bankrupt. If the Sardino patriarch doesn't step in, he'll be left with nothing. So it's true what you're saying. Where's Eva going to get money from? Although, she might have her own stash hidden away."Now I understand why Eva is so agitated, although it seemed she didn't know. She says she has a good plan, it might suit us, what do you think?""Do you trust her, Luis? I don't like Eva one bit. When have you ever heard of a mother plotting to kidnap her own daughter's children? I don't like that woman, I don't. Let's hear what she's planned. But if we don't like it, we're leaving, agreed?""I don't trust her either, but she's still someone we can get money from, and right now I'm going to cash this cheque Santiago gave me to pay for Luisito's hospital bill, we can't get him out
After rescuing Adele, they had decided to leave the country for good, but to their surprise, upon returning to the house that belonged to Luis' maternal grandparents, they found a surprise. Upon opening the door, there was Vivian and her mother with the child."Mum! Vivian! What are you doing here?" Luis asked, genuinely surprised."We're so sorry, son, but the little one didn't take to the climate and had been unwell since we arrived. The doctor advised us to return to a warmer one. As we had no idea where to go, we came to stay here for a few days, so you could help us find another place. And by the way, as we couldn't send money, we collected them to come with us.""Mum, you shouldn't have done that. Dad found out about everything and he's fuming. You should have called me and explained, I would have sorted everything out from here.""Luis, it's just for a few days. Besides, I need to sort something out with my account, it won't let me withdraw the money Santi
Marta didn't respond immediately, savouring Rodrigo's warm embrace as he held her tighter and tighter, his heart beating rapidly. In that moment, she said,"It doesn't matter that you did that, I'll talk to Dad, alright?" she assured, pulling away slightly to look at him."I'd rather do it myself, man to man," Rodrigo said, holding her gaze."No!" Marta hurried to say, and added, "Daughters know best. I'll tell Mum to help me, you'll see, she'll convince them. And Bella must have realised by now and she'll help me, do you really want to do this?""Yes," Rodrigo responded firmly, "If you want it too.""Of course I do. And don't worry, if they fire you, I'll hire you, hee, hee, hee... I'll just have to pay you in a different way," and as she spoke, Marta couldn't stop running her hands over the man's well-formed torso. "I've always wanted to do this," she says without stopping caressing him, he takes her by the waist and pulls her close."And I've wanted
They quickly put on their diving suits and dive off the other side, which is impossible for those on the boat to see. Rodrigo has tied Marta to him, who follows him sinking as he indicates. The water in this area is murky, so they can't see very well, so they swim close to each other until they reach the shore. They emerge slowly, releasing the oxygen tanks, and that's when Marta runs and hugs Rodrigo and kisses him. At first, he doesn't respond, but then he returns the kiss. When they separate, she is very flushed and says,"Sorry about that, I was really scared," she says, looking down blushing.Rodrigo just looks at her, then takes her by the hand and they run along the shore, until they reach the road, while he calls Santiago."Yes, sir, we escaped, we're on the road, come for us," he asks without stopping running with her hand in his.They continue walking hand in hand in silence. Marta holds on tightly, not letting Rodrigo let go of her hand the times he ha
On the other hand, Marta is sitting across from Christie, in the office that used to be Christian's."Is it necessary for you to do this, Marta?" Christie asks very seriously."Yes, I'm going to work with dad, I can't stand being here anymore, where no one talks to me and they whisper when they see me pass," Marta states firmly. "Besides, it's for my safety.""Your safety?" Christie asks, intrigued."Yes, I have a madman chasing me," Marta confesses, knowing she can trust Christie as she stands up. "Thanks for everything, Christie. When I finish writing the story of my sister and your brother, I'll bring it to you to publish. Say hello to Chris for me, a kiss, if you need my help with anything, just call. You know my number."And she turns her back, leaving to meet the security guard Rodrigo, who is waiting for her with two other men."Let's go to my office, so you can help me pack my things to leave," Marta asks, and walks past them towards the l
There's a brief silence as he listens to the employee moving away into the stables, only to emerge later with a horse."Noel, have you seen my wife around the farm in the last few days?" he repeats his question."No, no, lad, it's just a figure of speech," the man hurries to clarify. "You seem like a lost soul, it must be because of her, even though the children come every day. You've got her under your skin, you should go back to her. Mrs Isabella is a good person. Think about it, she's still waiting for you, don't delay too much or when you want her back, someone else might have taken her.""You too, Noel?" he asks, disappointed."What do you mean?" the old man asks as he prepares the horse Christian requested."Elmira keeps saying that someone's going to steal her away. I hope she finds a healthy man who loves her like I do and makes her happy! You're right about what you say, Isabella is a good woman, that's why she doesn't deserve to be tied to a blind