A soft warm peck on my lips made me moan as I opened my eyes and saw the person carrying me. I was like a baby lying on his lap. He was just staring at me, my man, worries were cleared on those mesmerizing orbs. "Hi?" I asked, a thin smile appeared on my face. "Hi!" he answered. "You scared me to death, you know that?!" then a sweet scolding. I chuckled at his cuteness, but he furrowed his brows at my response. "I'm sorry. How long was I asleep?" I asked not cutting my stares at him. "A couple of hours. Kota already left with Martin and Gwenny is with Adam. Everything is cleaned and fixed, sweetheart. We can go home now!" Desmond answered. I slowly got up as he gently held my back. "What about Donna, Elsa, Alden, and Dante?" I asked again worried something worse happened to them, especially Donna who had blood on the right side of her head when she shot Franco to death. "They're all fine. Donna is at the ward, resting. She's with the rest. Sweetheart, let's go home. You nee
After three months! . . It's spring! Flowers were blooming everywhere in the garden. The shades of red, yellow, pink, and white color the beautiful landscape Iñigo and Elsa had created. A tribute for their loyalty and care for me and my parents. We were still at Desmond's villa. I could always go back to our mansion, but the feeling of emptiness was still there. I felt like that big house was no longer the same home where I was born and raised. It was totally a stranger to me. I was watching the morning sunshine from the balcony of our room when a gentle knock disturbed my senses. "Come in!" that could be Elsa. "Señorita, we're ready!" indeed it was her. "Yes, Elsa. I'm also ready. This is it!" I gladly told her as I hugged her tight. Elsa was like a mother to me. She saw me grow up and she was also a witness of our love with Desmond. Speaking of my man, he must be waiting for me now. "Let's go then!" Elsa uttered with a smile. As we sauntered downstairs, we saw I
Amy Leah POV.."Where to, Miss?" the cab driver asked me upon sitting in the driver's seat. He had just finished putting my luggage in the trunk.I was in front of the airport going to our mansion about two hours drive by car. I just arrived from London where I stayed for five years and this is the first time that I was going home.Reason?!Don Miguel de la Frontera, the chairman of the de la Frontera Group had passed away from illness. I was going to pay him my last respect."To Corinthian, please. Thank you!" I told him in between my sighs.The Corinthian Estate was an enormous, luxurious, and comfortable residential lifestyle experience at the heart of the huge city of New York. Where the Dons and the Doñas resided, mansions from one neighborhood to another. The place was admired and envied by most people outside of the tall brick fence and two-door wide iron gate but for me... this place was nothing but my casa of bleak memories.I was exhausted from the trip. Surely, an eight-h
"Miss, I think there's an accident ahead of us. Sorry, we'll be stuck here for a while!" the cab driver nudged me up with his words and when I opened my eyes, we were in the middle of huge traffic. Indeed an accident happened for I just saw an ambulance drive by followed by two 911 trucks.That would add more time for my lingering mind. I just gave the driver a swift smile and took my sunglasses from my purse. As I put them on, I continued the journey to my past...That was eight years ago!.At the hospital..."Nurse, my nephew here got hit by a jeep. Could you check his bruises?" Samuel politely asked the woman dressed in white. She was holding a clipboard and a bottle of pills."Wait in line! We have so many patients waiting in the emergency room!" the nurse rudely responded and walked past us."But nurse!" Samuel demanded as he glanced at Desmond who was sweating all over due to excruciating pain. "The boy needs to be treated now!" he couldn't help but raise his voice at the medica
Till we reached his ward no one had ever spoken. Samuel opened the door slowly thinking Desmond might be sleeping. The stillness inside gave us the impression of it so. But I stayed foot on the door frame when I saw he was not alone.He was with someone. And this someone was crying...beautifully!"Who is she?" I whispered to Samuel and he was about to answer when the girl turned around and stared at us."Dad!" she called."Valerie, what are you doing here?" Samuel immediately asked. "Pardon me, señorita. She's my daughter!" Samuel apologetically answered."Uncle Samuel, señorita!" I glanced at Desmond accidentally ignoring this Valerie's wave earning a snort from her. Desmond's face looked much better now and his blue eyes that were fixed on me radiated some meanings I couldn't define. He seemed to be happy seeing me here but at the same time, I could also feel his anxiety.I ambled toward him while Samuel followed behind. Valerie was sitting on the edge of his bed and wiping her tear
At exactly eight I arrived at the hospital and saw Desmond in the reception area sitting on the bench. He looked like a visitor with a cast on his right leg waiting for someone while his eyes roamed around. When he glanced at the entrance, he waved at me and tried to get up while holding his crutches.I immediately ran towards him and held his shoulder. "What are you doing here? Why aren't you in your room? Why aren't you in your hospital clothes?" I shot him a series of questions making his beaming eyes squint at me."What do you mean? I told you yesterday, I'm going to bring you to my favorite place today!" he uttered while chuckling at my shocked expression. "You think I was kidding?!""Well, your accident may not be serious but if you're going to force your leg to walk, it will get worse!" I rebutted with my hands showing a quote sign in the air. "C'mon, let's go back to your bed!"I was about to help him walk when he held my hand. I felt the spark clothed over me, my cheeks blush
I gasped as I halted in my thoughts. The cab driver sighed in frustration while we were stuck in the traffic. I glanced at the window adjusting my sunglasses while watching the situation outside."Couldn't be better?!" I heard the driver scoff in annoyance. He slammed his palms on the steering wheel and groaned. "Huh! Road rage at its finest!"His sarcastic remark fluttered my ears curious of his fury, I followed his vision with my gaze. There we both witnessed in the other lane an upset woman driving a white SUV and a man dressed in a suit sitting on the driver's seat inside a new model black Tesla convertible car, the woman was screaming at the top of her lungs to the driver who was calmly listening to her."Looks like the insane woman has a motive!" the driver scoffed while shaking his head in annoyance. I just smiled at him while staring at the woman and the man arguing loudly, they were now catching the attention of everyone on the road and some passersby."Oh, boy! The man is ju
"Elsa, tell Iñigo to prepare the car. I'm going to my father's wake!" still shaking in fear, Elsa darted away but also stopped near the door frame where my witch stepmother blocked the way. "I'm sorry, Elsa!" I uttered as I sauntered forward. "I can't eat the meal you cooked for me. I suddenly lost my appetite!" angling my eyebrow at Divina, I sarcastically muttered.Elsa turned around and nodded in silence. Excusing herself from Divina, the latter stepped aside to give her a path. When it's just the two of us, we halted in a death stare. Divina Montenegro, my evil stepmother. She's still the same... a pretentious, two-faced gold digger who ruined my relationship with my father. He met this wicked woman at a banquet when I was 10. The moment I saw my father's eyes beam again, that was the time I knew my life would change."Who told you to touch my stuff, Divina?!" my blood boiled upon seeing her smirking at me. I ambled forward, my fingers slowly curling into tight fists. I swore I co