Alana was a little nervous when Ricardo held her hand as they descended the stairs. The entire room went dark and only a single spotlight fell on them. Everyone had gathered around and watched in anticipation. To realize the dress, she was wearing complimented the tuxedo Ricardo was wearing. “Relax,” she heard Ricardo murmur and only then did Alana realize she was sweating so much, her palms were wet and slippery. If not for Ricardo holding her hand tightly.“Aw, aren't they a beautiful couple,”“Ha! She's so beautiful…no wonder Mr. Romero is crazy about her.”“Shush, why do I feel so envious…they complement each other…” Alana heard all sorts of murmurs rising around as soon as she and Ricardo joined the guests. Marcela, who had been smiling from ear to ear, came forward and stood between Ricardo and Alana.“You look lovely, my dear….” Marcela hugged her and Alana did the same. She was worried about the dress she was wearing, what she didn't know was that it looked beautiful and uniq
Early the next morning, Alana woke up earlier than usual. After a scandalous night of trying to keep the secrets happening in her marriage from Marcela. She knew things were turning for the worse. Ricardo had a reputation to keep. If scandals broke out then he was likely to lose a lot."Madam, I didn't check the dress when loading it in the car…" Mrs Marks said when Alana asked her about the dress. It was difficult to know exactly how her dress became like that all of a sudden."Are you sure…I mean you didn't see anyone?" She failed to understand how something so mysterious happened. She thought Santiago must have played with the box and used paper scissors to ruin the dress… unfortunately he was too young to do such a thing."When it was delivered from the office…we didn't open it," Mrs Marks said, sounding agitated. Alana didn't want to sound like she was accusing her servants but she wanted answers."It's okay…I was just curious "Alana said warmly and patted Mrs Marks on the shou
Ricardo sat on the bed holding Alana's hand while the doctor examined her. She had regained consciousness a few minutes ago but he was waiting for the doctor to finish up and tell him what was wrong. "What is it? Doctor, is it serious?" Ricardo asked after a while of silence in the room. Although Alana was saying she was fine. He could see how pale she looked. "I'm fine Ricardo, just stressed," Alana said softly, she didn't know why Ricardo was overreacting when she was okay. "Mr Romero relax…your wife is fine," the doctor said with a smile and finished taking Alana's blood pressure. "She fainted, I'm sure something is wrong, I trust you so please tell me," Ricardo said with narrowed eyes. He trusted the doctor before him. Doctor Thomas was his mum's old friend. It was good he met him in Paris. "Mrs Romero is stressed…please pay attention to her diet….she hasn't been taking care of herself," the doctor said calmly and took out a small notebook. Ricardo's gaze shifted to Alana but
Alana Made sure to call security on the thief she found at the office. He was busy flirting with the receptionist after doing something so bad. "Madam, are you insane huh? Let me go already," the man said, trying, by all means, to fight off the four security guards holding him in place. "Thief, who do you think you are?" Alana lashed out and kept her distance from the man. He was all, with a dark beard covering his face. The contours of his face seemed scary and somehow playful. Despite how tall he was, Alana wasn't going to let him off. "W-what…let go," the man said, failing to believe what was happening. Alana flipped her hair off her shoulders and straightened up. "I already called the police…they'll arrest your big jerk," she spat out disdainfully, making the man look at her in disbelief. "Lady, do you even know me…what…are you doing huh?" The man struggled to get free, however, he couldn't. Alana smirked and prepared to go to Ricardo's office when she came to a halt. "What
“Ha! This is stupid…they can't make you step down because of one mistake," Brigitte said angrily while they had their lunch in a fast food restaurant. “They have a point… Marcela is giving them hell as we speak…but I just don't want drama,” Alana said while sipping on her smoothie. Brigitte frowned and looked around the restaurant. “We, they better get used to it…you are the boss's wife…and you've been working hard for this,” Brigitte remarked with a light smack on the table. Alana was a little bothered by the current drama. She would rather not do anything to tarnish Ricardo's reputation.“Bri, you don't understand…the position is a big responsibility… I'm sure others have been eyeing it and me being given like that… I don't know…” Alana knew too well how big companies worked. Ricardo's company was the best, she was certain some men wanted the position of president. “I don't understand why you are like this…tell me what's happening… I noticed that good-for-nothing ostrich throwin
A Smirk crept on Rocco's face as he walked around the glass table. He didn't have to stoop so low to get his way. But Ricardo was getting on his nerves.“Killing that woman is the best thing, she knew too much,” Eva said disdainfully, she carefully sat down and crossed her legs. The hatred she harbored for Alana drove her to work with Rocco.“Don't even think about hurting a hair on her head… I'll kill you,” Rocco warned with a glare, Eva was bothered. She was irritated by how these men were so bewitched by Alana. She only planned to kill the cleaner,. Unfortunately, Alana was there and an opportunity came.“For now we need to use Joslyn, she's dumb and blinded by jealousy,” Eva said, ignoring Rocco's warning, of course, Rocco was waiting for an opportunity to ruin Ricardo.“Get to work,” Rocco said coldly and left the lounge, Eva watched as the man walked away when her expression darkened. She only wanted Alana to suffer, shifting her eyes to the jewelry. Eva knew Alan did not deserv
(Alana)Joslyn was the princess of the Cooper family. Even when we were young, her parents used to spoil her. Dad danced to her tune. Her mom was pretty, despite her age. She was classy and made her husband do whatever she wanted. Joslyn was their only child.I looked at Joslyn's mom. I called aunt Maria and wondered why she was busy pushing my husband to do what they wanted. I wasn't a stranger to them, they knew my parents. But after this, I knew any better than to trust them.“Alana dear… I'm certain this won't be a problem, right?” Aunt Maria said while creasing my hair, I didn't understand why she was doing this just to make her daughter happy.“I heard you were forced to marry him…maybe it wasn't meant to be…as I see…” she said more shrewdly and trailed her eyes down, I saw as she looked at my belly “Jo is pregnant with Mr. Romero's child…it will be best if you let this go, I'm sure you understand my point,” she added, I was rendered speechless.“He's my husband, and we are unce
The entire conference room was in utter silence, none of the men dared say a word as Ricardo spoke. On the other side, Alana knew of the consequences of Ricardo's actions. She noticed how some men's facial expressions darkened.“My wife will take over as the president… I expect everyone to cooperate and give her the utmost respect she deserves,” Ricardo finished with a warning, his gaze traveled around scanning the people before him and he was satisfied. None of them uttered a word.“Without wasting much of your time…the meeting is dismissed,” just like that he called off the meeting and rose to his feet. Dennis and Dario regained their wits and packed up his files, while Dario went to assist Alana. “Madam,” Dario muttered, jerking Alana back to her senses. The entire time, she didn't realize she had been staring at Ricardo. “Yes, yes,” she said, shaking her head and rising to her feet. Although she didn't leave but waited for all the men and women to leave the conference room. Once
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