"Is something going on?" Camilo asked as he stared at Ricardo. The man was acting so strangely. He was busy on his phone and smiling. It was unlike him."Do you mind?" Ricardo said without even looking at him. Camilo was stunned as he sat there staring at his friend obviously texting on his phone. After a while Camilo had enough of Ricardo laughing and smiling to himself. "Mr CEO, did you happen to turn into a teenage boy?" Camilo asked sarcastically only for Ricardo to look up with a frown. He placed the phone on the desk."I asked you to come here to do work," Ricardo said sternly, his eyes darkened not sure why Camilo was bothering him."I know but you are behaving in a certain way I find disturbing," Camilo frowned as well. The two men knew each other very well. Camilo had an idea of who was going on."My office, why don't you go to the marketing department and find something to do…I'm sure the new commercial has to be shot," Ricardo said and rose from chair."So where are you go
(Alana)The pain and pleasure were unbearable, I couldn't handle it. Even the leather couch seemed too small for me. Ricardo was on his knees, my legs wrapped around his neck while he sucked on me. His stiff tongue plunged into my wet hole making me squirm in excitement. "P-please…no," I pleaded, my breath coming in short that I felt overwhelmed. My body was drenched in a cold sweat as I tried to hold on. I could only squeeze his face tightly as he continued lapping on me. Sucking on my swollen clit hard. He gripped my hips tightly, lifting me off the couch and buried his face deep between my thighs. I began clenching, rocking my hips higher until I felt the sweet nectar of orgasm rushing up my chest sending me down the couch. My eyes closed automatically, and my chest rose and fell rapidly as the sensation rode through me. I saw stars. A feeling I never felt before. My mouth was twitching as I licked my dry lips. Sucking on them to calm myself."Damn, you taste so good," I heard Ri
“S-sir…it's enough I…”“Fucker! Do you know that I can buy you and your entire generation!? Rocco growled and grabbed the bartender by the throat and lifted him off the floor. The man struggled in fear, seeing the angry man.“S-sir…p-please, I…” the bartender pleaded as his eyes were flooded with tears from the pin. Everyone in the bar panicked, seeing the savage way Rocco was treating the bartender. No one dared to approach Rocco or stop him.“How dare you!” Rocco tossed the man away like a rugged doll and turned to get his bottle of vodka. “Fire him and make sure he gets nothing,” Rocco added and stumbled away, heading to the exit door. The owner of the bar was nervous as he came out to check on the man gasping for air on the floor.” What the hell were you thinking huh…that's Mr. Salvatore,” The man whispered, not sure why his silly employee dared to provoke the mighty Rocco Salvatore. “Sir… I… I didn't know” the bartender said breathlessly and sat upright. His neck was hurting. He
Throughout the meeting with the women, Alana was uncontrollable. Especially sitting on the same couch as Rocco. She didn't know Matilda knew Rocco, and she was getting some fabrics for her new collection from him. Two more men had joined them. Although Matilda introduced them as important men in the fashion industry. She had no idea who they were.“What do you think Alana…have our very own private runway show,”Matilda said, startling Alana back to her senses. Alana glanced around and everyone was looking at her.“Um, yes…it's a good idea,” she said, adjusting in her seat and focusing her eyes on the iPad in her lap. Rocco, on the other hand, was happy to sit with Alana.“Then, it's settled… I invite you all to our first runway show this weekend… Mr Salvatore… I'll be more than happy to have you there,” Matilda said, shifting her gaze to Rocco. Alana wasn't so happy, but she could sense Rocco's excitement from his voice.“I'll be happy to, I'm here to support the women and make sure …y
Alana smiled helplessly as she read the note left in the shimmery box placed on the bed. It was so cheesy to read the words that for a second, she thought it wasn't Ricardo who wrote it. “He's crazy,” she said in between laughter and picked up her phone. It was already past 5 hences she had to get ready, the runway show was starting at 6 pm until late. (“Mr. Romero, thanks for the lovely gift…but I thought you would prefer seeing me when I wear it”) she sent a message to Ricardo. It felt strange to send text messages to Ricardo. But Alana decided to get ready while she waited for his reply. “This will do, and this,” she said, and brought out some stilettos to go with the dress. It turned out the man had excellent taste, Alana scanned the black dress in front of her and felt even more relaxed. Anything Ricardo chose, she would wear. Even if it was the ugliest thing. As long as it made her feel close to him. “Could he be busy?” She muttered questionably and walked to check whether t
Ricardo had arrived at his destination. After exchanging some messages with his wife. It was time for him to meet his business acquaintances. Joslyn followed too. However, it was awkward to sit with three men as the only woman.“Mr. Romero, you know how happy we are to have you here…it's not every time we get to have such an important figure in our just,” Mr. Sanchez said, clinking glasses with Ricardo. It was a great night to attend a dinner meeting. Ricardo was a little uncomfortable, in the past, he would be a hundred focused. It was just him and Santiago. Unfortunately, things were different, deep down he was worried about leaving Alana home. He never thought he would feel so restless in his life.“I'm glad to be here… I'm sure our partnership will be worth it,” Ricardo said after a while, the men settled down and dinner was served. It was a five-star restaurant. One of the city's best as told by his old ruined Elias Sanchez. He was into jewelry as well. Mr. Sanchez established hi
(Alana)The night was cold, a cold breeze blowing. So serene and tempting. I shifted a little when I heard someone whisper against my ear.The voice sounded so sexy and deep, the sound of it gave me shivers. Long cold fingers brushed my thigh, sending a hot sensation down my spine.“Ah,” I couldn't keep from letting out small sounds, I stirred a little trying to lie comfortably when I felt a heavy weight on top of me.“Shh, relax sweetheart,” a familiar voice muttered, and immediately my eyes flew open only to meet with his eyes. “You?” I muttered in disbelief and tried to stand, but I couldn't. It was him, Ricardo pinned me down. I glanced around. It was dark, except for the light coming from the shining moon outside.“You look lovely,” Ricardo muttered and planted a kiss on my forehead. My eyes closed automatically as I felt his soft, warm lips on me. This was a dream, I was dreaming about Ricardo. Because there was no way, he would be in bed with me.“Is this a dream?” I asked onc
Alana was happy when she woke up and found herself cradled in Ricardo's arms. She moved a little until she was half lying on top of him.“Good morning,” she muttered while rubbing her eyes a little. To her surprise, Ricardo didn't answer. He was just staring at the ceiling as if lost in thoughts.“Ricardo,” she called out to him, softly jerking him back to his senses.“You are awake?” He asked with a smile and adjusted to a more comfortable position. Alana smiled faintly, wondering what was happening to him. He seemed so lost. Even the previous night he was making love to her, he was acting as if it were the last time they were doing it.“Are you okay?” She asked, reaching for his face. It was good to have him back, Alana caressed him gently while combing his beard with her fingertips.“I'm okay,”“But you don't look fine…you can tell. Me what's bothering you,” she whispered and planted a soft kiss on his chest. It felt good to be able to do anything with Ricardo without being pushed
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