Desmond POV..I was this close to losing my temper to this witch. We thought we could make her talk by showing her Franco's real character but we were wrong. She was indeed tough and cunning. She had lots of schemes in her sleeves. I gritted my teeth while thinking about how else could we make her talk till it was Martin who did the final step.We all glanced in his direction and we were startled when a clicking sound coming from his pistol engulfed the whole basement."Hah!" Divine screamed in terror as her feet flinched dodging the bullet that flew to the floor."As I said, I don't have a whole day with this b*tch. Luke, alarm our men in Hawaii. Guard Cain Montenegro's property there and his house in the city!"Martin's words made Divina tremble in her seat. She tried to get rid of the rope and tape that caged her but failed. Martin and I were about to leave when she finally talked."Okay! It was a sham. Emily is pregnant, yes. But you are not the father. We had been following you
"Where did they go? What time did they leave?" my voice boomed in the whole villa the moment I entered the living room. Donna who was alone at that time was shaking in fear."T-thirty minutes ago. I thought you know. S-she said she has your per-permission!" Donna stuttered in her reply."Permission to see another man?" I roared making her tremble more. "Donna, listen to what I say. Any words from her like this don't come from me. Do you understand?" my housekeeper for years nodded constantly. "Did she tell you where are they going?""No!" I breathed deeply and scowled at her. "But I've heard, they are visiting her parents' grave!" Donna retaliated right away.I hastily strode back to my car Donna sprinting right behind me. "Desmond, Amy Leah said, you are divorcing!" I ceased in my steps and frowned at her over my shoulder."She said that?" and once again, Donna nodded twice. "She's not leaving the house without me, Donna. Keep that in mind!"I saw a beam from her terrified aura befor
The cops arrived in a jiffy along with the paramedics. Everything happened in a flash. I hugged Amy Leah tight and kissed her hair to calm her."Des, who did this to her?" she asked, trembling."I also don't know!" I whispered back."President Zaborowski, Mrs. Bailey, we need you both to go with us to the station!" when suddenly one of the cops spoke to us. "We need your statement for this crime!""It's them!" out of nowhere, the nanny that was being questioned by the other police shouted while her index was pointing at us."What?!" Amy Leah exclaimed back. I glared at the nanny and she avoided my stare. "You're lying. You know well we did not do this!" Amy Leah's last words became inaudible for they were covered by the loud siren of the ambulance. They were bringing Emily to the emergency room."Thank goodness, the baby is safe!" one of the cops uttered. "Aren't you the father?" he added with a judgmental look. Amy Leah knew exactly what the cop meant that she tried to get off my emb
Amy Leah POV.."Amy Leah, wait!" Desmond grabbed my hand when I was about to take the lift. I was planning to walk away from him from now on.I shoved his hand my glare stung his sight that he blinked his eyes twice."What, Desmond? What kind of lies are you still going to spout at my face?" I kept myself composed avoiding any tremble from my tone.He stepped back. Some of the nurses were accidentally pushing him out of the entrance. Others were literally shoving him off. When the lift door was about to close, I pursed my lips and stepped back."Amy Leah!" I still heard him calling me as the lift descended. Maybe today wasn't the right time to speak with him about it...or maybe there's nothing to talk about anymore.The nurses riding with me in the lift feigned their callow glimpses and bowed their heads while taking side glances at each other. But I could recall these three nosy staff well. The brunette, the blonde, and the curly, all three of them were there in front of Emily's wa
"What?! Amy Leah, are you sure?" I could imagine Warren's stunned gaze. His eyes widened and maybe he also abruptly got up in a sideward position, his elbow propping him up."Yes, and I need your help!" I couldn't help but sniff in between my talks. I went back to bed and sat down. My feet were hanging on its edge."Amy Leah, tell me everything tomorrow, okay? I mean later. I'll pick you up. Where are you now?""I'm at Desmond's villa. Please, save me!" I was like a lost kitten. I got on the bed and curled myself into a ball, my duvet wrapped me like it was the only one which I could lean on at the moment."Okay. I will. I promise. Sleep now. Don't cry anymore!" Warren's voice was comforting. After hanging up, I lay down still clinging to the quilt and sniffed softly, till I felt my eyes get heavy and fell back to sleep..The rays of the sun coming from the sliding curtain blinded my eyes as I blinked twice till they got used to its brightness. My head was like splitting in half. My
"Señorita Amy Leah, Ms. Dakota is here!" a gentle knock and soft tone from Donna woke me up. I had been sleeping and lying on the bed all day long.I dragged my dead-tired body off the bed and heavily ambled to the door. As I opened it, Dakota's anxious face emerged. She hugged me right away. My best friend knew my heart and soul. Donna just watched us, pity was all over her face."Señorita, I will just prepare your snacks!""Thanks, Donna. We're going to the gym. You can bring the snacks there. I need to stretch myself!" I told Donna and she just nodded her head and left.I immediately locked the door and pulled Dakota to the bed. "Help me escape!" I hastily uttered.Dakota bobbed her head constantly. "What's your plan?" I told her about my plan and she agreed at once. "Perfect! Oh! Wait!"I was flabbergasted when she took out her phone from her purse and evil-grinned. I clamped my mouth in my hands when I saw that she was editing a certain photo...That photo of Desmond's friend that
"Desmond, wait!" I stopped in my track and glanced over my shoulder staring at the elevator going down to the basement."Don't worry! Martin won't hurt her!" Desmond replied. "Donna, prepare a sumptuous meal. Martin is here!" he told to Donna who was about to go to the kitchen."Mr. Marcini is here. That heartless kid, where is he? To tell, I thought he already forgot about the woman who usually changed his diaper when he was four years old!" Donna spilled out.I chuckled as I covered my mouth with my hands. Both Desmond and Donna glanced at me. "Oh! I didn't know that you knew him, too!" I uttered and she just smiled sweetly at me."Amy Leah, sweetheart, I know these boys well. Even your husband!" she glared at Desmond who also sternly stared at her. "So, if he still bullies or hurts or makes you cry, let me know. I will teach him a lesson!" Donna put her hands on her waist and smugly raised her head at Desmond. The latter just fake-coughed while covering his mouth with his fist."Le
After one year.."How is the meeting with the board of directors?!" I asked my assistant, Laura, after my lunch meeting with a new client."Mrs. Bailey, it went well. The board of directors agreed that CEO Weasly will take the Chairman's position on his 70th birthday. All bosses from big conglomerates and our clients are invited!""That's wonderful to know. I'm going to his office later. By the way, did the Chairman say anything about me?" Liam's dad would be retiring and I envied him a little. At least he reached that age and still kicking, while my dad, God took him early from us."He said he has a surprise for you. He was smiling when he said that!" Laura replied, feeling thrilled.Whatever that surprise was, it would be fine. Chairman Bailey and I buried the grudges he had against me a year ago. Thanks to the one who saved me from that accident who was no other than Warren. Without him being our bridge, I would still be their ungrateful daughter-in-law now.Speaking of that car
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
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
I let out my loudest scream for help when the door banged open, followed by the figure of the man I would admit scared to see. It was Franco! His face displayed the darkest night I had ever seen. His eyes were flaming red to my vision, and his sneer was devouring me little by little. If there was a real face of a monster, it was him. "Don't come any closer, Franco!" my shock was cut in by Iñigo's deep voice. I could see the face of a man prepared to die with him. "Iñigo?!" I whispered with my trembling voice. I held the hem of his shirt as he moved forward, trying to shield me from the monster. "Old man!" even Franco's voice was scary. "You think you can frighten me with that lamp you're holding?" he laughed maniacally. I just noticed now, Iñigo was gripping the lamp he grabbed from the side table. I grasped his shirt tight, wrinkling the fabric, there's no way we could survive this dawn. Till I heard a loud gunshot and saw Iñigo's shoulder bleeding. I screamed, calling his
"You've failed me, Mrs. Amy Leah Zaborowski. You need to be punished!" he gritted his teeth while he was staring deeply at me. I shivered at the tension rising around us."Des, I- I""First, we have to get out of here!""But ~ But them!""Let Dante and the rest take care of the mess you've caused!" another sharp look before he pulled me up and led me to his car parked at the entrance.I glanced over my shoulder and saw Martin's men firing guns against Divina's goons. Screams and banging of furniture everywhere.It took us only an hour to arrive at Martin's villa. The way he maniacally drove his sports car was evidence that I was in complete trouble. He slammed the door after opening it ignoring that I was still inside."Desmond, let me explain!" my voice cracked as I followed him in quick stride. He wasn't just upset, he was mad.He aggressively turned around and yelled in my face. "You planned to deceive me by fucking me! You lied to me! What the heck were you thinking, Amy Leah?""D
Amy Leah POV.Months had passed....Everything was set. My plan to enter the lion's den was final. Over the past few months that I recuperated, I also asked Desmond to help me with some self-defense and how to hold a gun. At first, he was hesitant but I finally managed to get his approval. I told him it was for my own safety. The bodyguards he hired were not enough for me."Sweetheart, are you sure about this? Don't you really need us?" my husband asked after he rolled down beside me. We just had finished our lovemaking and I took control which to his surprise and satisfaction, he had no idea I could do it. Guess those months of training and building my strength paid off."Baby, I'm just gonna talk to Divina. The spy I assigned to the mansion is 100% sure she crept there every night once in three months to visit my dad's study room. There must be something important in that room that she can't get rid of or can't bring to her wherever she's hiding!" I confidently told him."All righ
"Ams, about that case, I can't help you anymore. I've been cut off!""I told you so!" Desmond interrupted making my eyes roll."Desmond, I need to speak with Adam alone, please!" I needed to get to the bottom of this. It was almost ten years and I couldn't wait for closure and justice. Justice for my father's name and George's death."No!" my husband urged."Desmond, please!""Amy Leah, you don't need to keep your talks with him a secret, okay? Remember, my parents were also victims of that fire...and my friend, Valerie!" the word Valerie came out only a whisper as he side-glanced at Adam who secretly took a glimpse of his reaction."Our best friend, Valerie!" Adam corrected."All right, no one wants to help me get closure. Then I guess I need to continue what I had originally planned!" I was losing my patience. I felt like I was left wandering alone in the dark wilderness."What?! No, Amy Leah. You almost got yourself killed!" Desmond uttered in a loud tone."Wait! I don't follow. Wh
I drove my way to where I was raised. The nest where I spent my childhood life. Although they were only strings of stories from my ex-fiance Warren and my best friend Kota, coz I couldn't still recall most of my memories, I had these weird feelings enveloping me upon stopping in front of this huge iron gate. Emptiness, grief, bliss, rage, and love. Most were love... I shook my head and bobbed it up and down as outlines of doodled past clouded my thoughts."Mom! Dad!" I whispered in the air.My eyes were deeply shut. My temples were pounding, and my head began to hurt like hell. Flashes of memories kept raging at the back of my head. Damn! I just wanted to scream and freak out.Till...A knock on my car window cleared my messy thought. I stared at the uniformed man deeply staring at me through the tinted window. He was checking who was inside.I removed my sunglasses and slowly rolled down the screen. Beads of sweat began emerging on my forehead and my breathing was unstable. But what
"Desmond, I thought you were working at home!" I immediately got my composure and strode toward him. I took a swift stare at the woman staring sternly at me. Martin's eyes were also fixed on me. These three were like, they were skinning me alive."Supposed to be but Martin told me you want to speak with him. Aren't you going to Dakota's flat?" Desmond's tone was flat and cold but beyond that I could feel rage."Been there and she told me that!" I shifted my glance at Martin. I needed to make a new lie. "Martin is blocked in their building. Is that true?" I questioned the mafia man.He cleared his throat first and nodded. The lady in the middle was stunned that her eyes would like to pop out."You're blocked? Martin, how could that be? Did that woman order the admin to do that!""FYI, her name is Dakota, missy!" I abruptly meddled glaring at her. She just stared back at me."Señorita, you might not remember me but we're friends. Well in a short while. I'm Guinevere Basile. Gwenny for s
Amy Leah POV.."Desmond, is that you?" the clock ticked 12, it was now midnight and Desmond just got home. Where had he been?"My bad, sweetheart. It's my fault. I invited Martin to have some drinks!" he hoarsely uttered.I could see his silhouette from the mounted lamp on the wall. His legs wobbled when he walked which only meant- he was drunk!I turned on the lights and the whole wide living room lit up. My man's shirt was a mess. His hair which was always combed well was disheveled. I rushed to his side when he was about to fall on the floor. Good thing his palm pressed the edge of the table by the door."Desmond, are you all right?" my worried voice made him lift his head and he was staring at me with unfathomable eyes. "Des!"He cupped my face, his thumb gently touching my lips. "I'm sorry for everything I've done to you in the past!" he uttered softly, I could feel the pain in his heart but I couldn't understand what he was saying."Des, let's go to bed, sweetheart!" I told hi