"Hunter, how did you know ahm, Mrs. Bailey?" Emily had the nerve to ask such questions. "Did you talk to her at the party?""Yes! We've talked with former Chairman Bailey and her fiancé, Warren Weasly. Just about business stuff. Why did you ask?" I was annoyed and it couldn't be hidden from my tone."I...I just asked. Darling, what if ~""Let's not talk about anything else, okay? Let's enjoy the view. Look at Aaron, he's enjoying watching those wild animals!" I immediately cut her off. My day was already ruined and now it got worse."Darling, what if ~""What if what?" I really didn't like her speaking to me at the moment. As much as possible, I just wanted her to shut up."No-nothing!" she bowed her head in embarrassment."I think it is better if we go home. It seems like you're not enjoying this as much as Aaron does!""Of course I am. Also, we are still going shopping, right?" she instantly responded. "This is our last bonding here in London. Ugh! I don't wanna go back to New York
Martin glanced at me when he noticed I was just staring at him. Alden drove my car and now I was in his car sitting in the passenger seat."What's the matter? Hating me that I stopped you from killing him?" he sarcastically asked."No! More like curious that you followed the woman!" I asked with the same tone. "Looks like you know each other well!""Don't meddle with that, Desmond. Focus on getting your wife back""Then don't meddle with my affair, Martin. Next time, I won't let you come in between me and Weasly!" I gritted my teeth upon mentioning his name."You need to use your brain and not your emotion when it comes to your wife!" he snorted. "For the record, Weasly is right. For now, he's got the upper hand coz she can't remember you!""She does!" I abruptly roared."What?!""She remembers me. She called my name once!" I was losing my patience with him. I didn't need to tell him about everything but for this matter, he was the only one who could help me."That stupid name, Hunter
Amy Leah POV.."Warren!" I was stunned. Not exactly! SHOCKED!My fiancé went home at almost 1 AM with bruises on his face and he was wobbling like a broken piece of furniture. I immediately ran toward him and checked his cuts. His expression, however, was blank. He was just staring at me."Who did this to you?" I gently asked but his orbs were a blur. "Warren?!"I was flabbergasted when he suddenly cupped my face and tears rolled down from his eyes. "Amy Leah, do you love me?" his voice cracked."O-of course, I-I do, Warren. What kind of question is that? Tell me what happened. Where did you get these wounds?" my palms resting on his chest were trembling."There's no need to know. Just some street gangs I accidentally bumped into when I checked the company earlier. It's nothing. I already called the cops and they're behind bars now!" his voice was calm and warm. I could say he was telling me the truth. "Amy Leah, always remember that I love you and I will do everything to make you h
I called a cab and went straight to Kota's place, their ancestral home. It took me at least a couple of hours to get there. Upon getting off, I saw my best friend in front of the big iron gate waiting for me. She was in her set of pajamas and wrapped in a robe which hem was below her knees."Amy Leah!" she rushed to my side and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back, sobbing on her shoulder like I was lost in the wilderness. "Hush! Come inside, sweety. Tell me everything!" she whispered and guided me inside their villa, the Weasly Villa.While sitting on the wide white leather couch, my vision rummaged through the whole area of the living room. The wall was coated with a vintage French design where photo frames of Warren and Dakota's family were hung, from their childhood to their university graduation days.The grand staircase was bifurcated, it gave me a nostalgic reaction to the movie Titanic as the design was similar to where Jack held Rose's hand from that ball."Here, drink this.
Dakota POV..I watched my best friend being taken away by her true love. Fate was indeed tricky when you forced to change someone else's course of life. You had to learn to dodge when fate fought back.I felt sorry for Warren. He loved Amy Leah so much but their being together didn't even last that long. I took my phone from my pocket and called my brother. Even if I had no idea what to tell him, at least I was around to comfort him.It took a couple of rings before a gasp answered my call. "Warren, where are you? I'm going there now!""Never mind, Kota. Take some rest. I will be at the office later!" he sounded down and calm. He was trying to hide his true feelings from me. That's my big brother, always had the image of a strong, brave, and caring one. But deep inside, he was in pain. His heart was bleeding."No! I can't rest till you don't tell me where you are!" I insisted, my voice came out loud."Kota, I'm fine. Why not tell me about yourself and Martin instead? What's with you
Emily POV.."Bullsh*t, Divina!" I had enough of this game. "Stop controlling me, b*tch. Since I obeyed all your stvpid suggestions, my life became a mess!" I roared on the phone. The crazy woman just laughed at my outburst."Do you actually think, you obeyed me, Emily? Wrong, girl. You obeyed your stvpid feelings for that son of a b*tch!" damn you, Divina. I was cursing her but it was useless.Divina Montenegro!Since Franco helped her escape from Martin's men a year ago, these two became invisible. No trace, not even a shadow of where they were. She had been contacting me for a year now but every time I told our men to hack or tap the wires, they failed. They seemed so far but looked so near for they knew all of the stuff that was happening around us.She was even the one who told me that our room at the hotel was on fire and my nanny and my son were trapped inside. I didn't really pay attention to that for my concern was Hunter. I was glad we left the hotel before our room turned
Amy Leah POV..Whew! That was close. It was a good thing, Alden alarmed us earlier. We managed to escape before Emily would catch us. Thanks to my college friend Sarah who happened to be at that hotel celebrating her wedding anniversary with her husband. We bumped into each other in the reception area and with some talks and euros under the table, the clerk on duty agreed to change our names.Now, we were on our way to his friend's villa. I glanced at my gorgeous driver who was still smiling while his eyes were on the dark road."You keep staring at me like that, I might stop the car at the corner!" I was stunned when he suddenly spoke. I giggled at his words."You can try but it's not gonna be fun!" I replied. He glanced back at me and narrowed his eyes, questioning my response. "We've never seen each other for a year and you wanna make love to me on the street? President Zaborowski, I expect more than that!" my tease made him cough and he floored the brakes causing the car to dash
Guinevere POV..New York!.No matter how I tried to escape from him he knew where I was. I would like to run away from my past. The persona I had once was gone, turned into dust. But heck happened in people's lives and this one-of-a-kind heck I was now was the worst. Plus, the truth that Desmond was alive. I was glad to hear my childhood friend was alive...and Amy Leah, too.They were indeed destined to be together no matter what. Even death could not come between them."Hey!""Hah?!" I screamed in shock when this annoying arrogant detective just knocked on the window of my car.I had been here for fuck's sake I had no idea. Probably, 30 minutes or so. I glared at him while he flashed his annoying wide smile. I would like to just grind those pearly white teeth into pieces."Open the door!" I heard him shout while he kept banging the tinted window. I could pretend I wasn't here. "I know you're inside. I can see you!" or not.As I rolled down the window, his annoying wink met my flar
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