(Alana)I scanned the black card handed to me and then glanced up at Ricardo. He didn't say a word, but simply shoved the card in my hand and turned to do whatever he had been doing.“What's this for?” I asked again, having no idea why he was giving me his black card. He shrugged and started arranging his suit. I stared at him for a while.“Ricardo, what are you planning, huh,” I asked and walked around the bed to get my purse when Ricardo caught me from behind. I was a little startled, but soon smiled when the man planted a soft kiss on my neck.“You smell delightful,” he murmured while kissing me for a while. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine.“Ricardo, that's enough… I'm certain… Bri is waiting,” I said in between breaths while I tried to control myself. Just a touch from the man sent me over the edge. But I had a whole day planned out for Santiago and me.“I'm sure others can wait.” He whispered and slowly turned me around, so we were facing each other. His arm snaked aro
Ricardo smiled as he arranged things on the table. Checking if the place was decorated as he wanted. It took some time to gather everything, including what his wife loved. Especially what she left back home in Italy. All he wanted was to make it up to her. Celebrate her birthday and assured her he would always be there for her. The bedroom was ready. He decided to have a little gathering at his farmhouse. Away from distractions. “Will she love this,” he muttered with a smile and scattered some rose petals on the bed? He had some candles placed in clear water bowls and arranged in a heart shape. In the middle of the room. “That's done,” he said with a smile, and placed the candles to the sides. He looked around and exhaled in relief. Glancing at his wristwatch, it was nearing evening. He made sure Alana was distracted for the day and did not get tired from work. The night was going to be a special one. For the first time, he was feeling nervous. “Damn it…why isn't she answering,” Ri
Alana's eyes were getting blurry by the second. Rocco had taken her from the bed to the sitting area. She thought he would let her go, but he kept her restrained. Looking at him, Alana saw nothing but a crazy person. She was married, for goodness' sake. “It's your birthday… I want you to enjoy it…do you like the dress,” Rocco asked with a smile and glanced over at her? Of course, Alana had nothing to say. No matter what, she wasn't going to give him what he wanted.“I only want…what's best for you,” he added and held out the small knife, Alana kept her gaze away from him. Her silence made Rocco angry. But he kept his cool. She would come around soon, and now he was only trying to protect her and make her happy. “Everything I'm doing is…”“Just let me go! I don't want you!” Alana should for the first time that Rocco was startled by her outburst. She looked up, and her eyes were filled with hatred, “I don't love you, how many times should I say it?” She yelled again, this time she ke
The night was still young as per what Ricardo said. Without even considering her opinion. The man led her out of the room after making sure she was okay. It was a cold night, the sky was dark and blank with no signs of stars. Alana felt cold all over, but with Ricardo's warmth. She smiled faintly and awaited what the man had for her.“Ricardo, this…” Alana said and stumbled a little, but Ricardo secured her balance. “Careful, we are almost there,” he muttered and led her down the few stairs left. He blinded and folded her; hence Alana couldn't see a thing. Either way, her heart was racing. With each step, she took. She could feel the anxiety building up.“Just a little more…that's it…” the man said, breaking her trail of thoughts. Alana didn't take a step further but stood in place.“What is it, Ricardo,” she loved surprises in the past, but why was she feeling nervous? Ricardo chuckled and made sure the place was good when he went to stand behind her.“It's my wife's birthday… I'm n
Ricardo's eyes flashed with rage as he went through the business proposal for his wife. He didn't mean to pry, but he just wanted to help his wife. But finding out her so-called college friend was the one wanting to be partners with her made him feel uneasy.“Why are you upset, huh… Vincent Reyes is young and talented…besides, you and his father are acquaintances,” Camilo said with a smack on the table. His lips quivered upwards, but Ricardo only massaged his temples and shoved the file away.“I'm not upset…she's my wife…why should I?” It was ridiculous for Camilo to say he was upset because of a random man. Of course, he didn't know that Reyes's son knew his wife.“Childhood friends, sweetheart and all are just some immature things… I'm sure there's nothing to worry about,” Camilo chuckled, not sure why he found Ricardo's predicament to be funny. Either way, the man's look was priceless. “Just chill Ricky, it's not healthy to get jealous…” Camilo added when Ricardo didn't say a word
Ricardo sat on the bed concentrating on the files before him, when in reality he was bothered by Alana. It was early in the morning and the woman woke up before him. She was busy humming to a tune while she fixed her hair. “Umm…are you going somewhere?” He asked, pushing his laptop away. Alana, who heard him, nodded without even looking back. Ricardo frowned at her behavior. She was looking gorgeous in the red office dress. “Where to?” He asked, this time Alana glanced back and tossed the hairbrush on the table. “Work… I need to go and take care of my work…” she said and walked back to the bed. She picked up a document he dropped and placed it on the bed. “I said I'd help out…you don't have to stress,” Ricardo muttered, not sure why she was going to work. He told her he'd take care of it. “Ricky, you have your work…this is something I have to handle myself,” she chuckled while shaking her head and gesturing at his breakfast “Breakfast is getting cold” she proceeded to the closet.
"Mmm, ah…that's…Ricky…That's enough," Alana stammered in between kisses and tried to keep Ricardo off her. It was too much, but the man sucked on her bottom lip before he moved away "What?" He whispered while stroking her chin, he could taste her juices at the tip of his tongue."Did…you call me here for this?" Alana mumbled with a gasp when the man spread her legs with his hand and I served two fingers in her. The ecstasy building in. She was sore but couldn't help but arch her hips upwards. "Is it a crime," he leaned down and initiated a kiss. Alana kissed him back but pulled away."Y-yeah…this…ahh!" She cried out at the feel of an orgasm building up. He already tortured her but Ricardo looked like he was in the mood."I missed my wife," he mumbled and thrust in even more, massaging her clit and giving her the pleasure she was craving for."I have work to attend to," Alana finally said a full sentence but bit her lower lip when the man added another finger. She could feel him goin
Alana's smile grew even bigger as she watched Vincent work wonders. He was passionate about his work. Alana couldn't help but stare at him in anticipation. His knowledge of graphic work amazed Alana. His moves were flawless as he punched the keys of his laptop. “All we need is a perfect logo…a little touch here and there, and we are good to go,” he kept saying as he worked. Explaining his work in the process.“I know it's horrible…let's just say, this is my idea” Vincent said, raising his head to look at Alana, but was startled when he found her staring at him. “Umm, everything okay?” Vincent asked hesitantly. Alana, who was too immense in Vincent's artwork, shook her head but then nodded.“Well, yes… I mean, it's cool… I love it,” She said, clearing her throat awkwardly and walking around the table. “Oh okay…anyway I'm sure with this…you'll be unstoppable,” Vincent added with a smile.“I thought you gave up on your dreams,” Alana said as she sat down. Vincent remained standing, but
Alana and Ricardo snuggled in bed together, despite the doctor telling Ricardo to go to his room. He refused and wanted to be beside his wife. Alana was happy to be in the man's arms.“But it was untraceable…” Alana said with a frown. She was still confused about how Ricardo and the doctor managed to know exactly the poison Rocco used on Santiago. “We did a few tests, and apparently, he was injected with succinylcholine. It's a paralyzing agent that can cause respiratory arrest and is quite difficult to detect,” The elderly doctor explained while Ricardo nodded. “It's acquired through a black market…it's illegal and quite difficult to get the current,” Ricardo chimed in as well, and Alana was stunned. “I had Dario and Dennis watching Rocco. He met with some men who provided him with it,” Ricardo added, and Alana now understood everything. It seemed Ricardo knew something was wrong. She held on to him, knowing she was so lucky to have him.“We had the team male neostigmine, which rev
Ricardo slowly opened his eyes, blinking against the harsh hospital lights. The throbbing pain in his body intensified as he tried to sit up, only to be met with a firm hand pushing him back down. Startled, he turned his head to see Marcus standing by his bedside, a look of concern etched on his face.“Lie down, Ricardo. You're badly hurt,” Marcus urged, his voice filled with worry. Confusion clouded Ricardo's mind as he tried to piece together what had happened. Why was he in a hospital bed? And why was Marcus here? Then, like a bolt of lightning, a memory flashed in his mind, and he jolted upright, ignoring the protests of his body.“Alana! Where is she? Is she okay?” Ricardo's voice trembled with fear as he frantically looked around the room, his heart pounding in his chest. Before Marcus could respond, Ricardo swung his legs over the side of the bed and attempted to stand, his body protesting with every movement. Ignoring the pain, he staggered towards the door, determination in h
“You're shameless, forcing a woman to be with you,” Alana was in disbelief. By now, Rocco was only in his boxes. Threatening to have his way with her.“I've always loved you, Alana. I've always cared about you and wanted nothing but to give you the world!” Rocco made a low yell, the fact that he fancied her since the first day he set his eyes on her hurt him.“I'm a married woman!”“And I'm a man who deeply loves you…what does he have huh…what does Ricardo have that I don't…” he questioned. This time, his voice was low and held emotions. "I have money just like him, good looks, you name it…but he's nothing but a criminal!” “You're insane Rocco, you need help,” Alana refused to give in, despite how sorry she felt for him. She wouldn't forget that he poisoned a child.“I'm insane because I love You, you're the first woman who makes me feel this way…Alana please give me a chance,” Rocco's voice softened, he was nearly begging her to love him.“I don't love you… I love my husband…”“He's
At the sight of Ricardo. Rocco lost it as he grabbed Alana by the hair and pointed a gun to her head. Ricardo's eyes widened in horror as he watched Rocco grab Alana by the hair and point a gun to her head. The guests gasped in unison, and their faces pale with fear.“Let her go this instant!” Ricardo growled as he took a step forward. Several guards rushed forward and surrounded him with guns pointing at him. “Let my wife go Rocco!”“Oh, shut up Ricardo…no one wants you here,” Rocco said lazily as he gripped Alana's hair even more tightly. The cold weapon connected to her skull frightened her.“You're courting death!” Ricardo snapped, taking a step forward. His fists clenched at his sides, his eyes blazing with anger. But before he could take another step, many guards rushed forward, surrounding him with guns pointed at him. “Hold it right there, Ricardo,” one of them warned. Rocco sneered, his grip on Alana's hair tightening. “Oh, shut up, Ricardo. No one wants you here.” Rocco re
Rocco was in the master bedroom humming to a tune as he selected a tuxedo to wear. He couldn't hide his happiness. The room was filled with several boxes, and all were custom-made tuxedos specifically shipped for his wedding. The door creaked open without his realization, and it was Stacey who walked in.“Oh for goodness's sake…. Is this charade even necessary,” Stacey scoffed as she jumped over a box, careful enough not to hurt himself. Rocco heard her, but he was too overjoyed to pay her any attention. “You're really enjoying this, aren't you?” Stacey said with a smirk as she came to stand beside Rocco. He threw her a lazy glance and continued humming to a romantic tune.“Nothing will ruin my day, except a witch, like you,” Rocco retorted mockingly, Stacey rolled her eyes in annoyance and picked up a white tuxedo.“You should thank this witch for coming up with a brilliant idea to separate Alana and Ricardo,” Stacey smirked even more while Rocco's facial expression darkened.“One m
Alana and Ricardo were stuck in an intense staring contest. Ricardo didn't dare let her go as he kept her in his grip. She seemed unhappy as she fought to keep him off her.“We are married…whatever the problem is, I'm here to solve it,” Ricardo whispered desperately. She just walked out on their marriage without any explanation. “And don't you dare say you feel nothing for me…don't,” he murmured as he leaned forward, their faces an inch from each other. Alana tore her gaze from him, her breath coming in short.“Please, babe, don't do this…” Ricardo cupped her face lovingly and tilted her back until she was facing him. Her eyes were closed shut, and when she opened them. Ricardo saw that cold gaze from the day she gave him the divorce papers.“Let me go!” She made a low yell and managed to get out of his hold. Before he could hold her, Alana pushed him away.“I don't care what you think, but it's over between us…” she slowly walked to the sitting area and leaned on it. “Leave me alone
Alana stood by the window, her stunning red dress shimmering in the light. The strapless gown hugged her curves, showcasing her bare back and thigh through a daring slit. Her hair was sleekly pinned up, and diamond jewelry sparkled around her neck and ears. As she gazed out at the city lights, the cold breeze whispered across her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Despite the chill, she exuded warmth and sophistication, a true vision of beauty at night.“Are you ready?” came a deep male voice. She didn't have to turn to know who it was. Her hands tightened on the purse she was holding. “It's our engagement at least smile,” it was Rocco who came into view, Alana was doing everything possible to keep her emotions in check. She glanced at Rocco with a stern gaze.“Rocco, stop this… I did what you asked…give me the rest of the antidote,” Alana said, her voice laced with emotions. Rocco stood beside her and shoved his hands in his pockets.“You are not entitled to make demands
Ricardo's heart raced as he parked his car in front of the hospital. He practically sprinted through the doors, his mind filled with fear and anxiety. His only child had been lying in that hospital bed unconscious and fighting for his life. The doctor's grim prognosis had shattered Ricardo's world, leaving him feeling utterly helpless.As he rushed down the sterile white hallways, he couldn't shake the feeling that the doctor was keeping something from him. How could Santiago suddenly be awake and eating when just yesterday he was on the brink of death? Ricardo's mind raced with questions, but he pushed them aside as he finally entered Santiago's room.The sight that greeted Ricardo stopped him in his tracks. There, sitting up in bed with a tray of food in front of him, was his son. Santiago looked pale and weak, but there was a spark of life in his eyes that Ricardo hadn't seen in days. Tears welled up in Ricardo's eyes as he rushed to Santiago's side, engulfing him in a tight embrac
Ricardo sat beside his son, and he held his son's hand. He watched him connect to various tubes and machines. His heart ached, and his son was always healthy, so what exactly happened to him.“Hey,” someone said from behind, Ricardo regained his senses, realizing there was another person in the room. It wasn't Alana, but Chloe. “He's going to be fine,” Chloe muttered softly as she walked closer to him. Ricardo only nodded and kept his gaze on Santiago.“We can try a different hospital… I have a friend who is a good doctor… I can ask for her help,” Chloe added when Ricardo didn't reply. The room was in utter silence. Chloe knew Ricardo was hurt. He loved Santiago more than anything. “I'll take care of that. You can leave now… I don't want my wife seeing you,” Ricardo said coldly. She knew Alana never liked Chloe. Having her around would make things awkward “Ricardo, I know I did some pretty bad things…trust me, I've changed, and I just want our old friendship back,” Chloe remarked wi