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It was another busy morning at the office, the kind that used to consume me from dawn until well past dusk. But now, everything was different. I glanced at my watch for what felt like the tenth time in the past hour."Mr. Bermudez?" My secretary, Sofia, peered into my office with a stack of documents. "You’ve been glancing at that watch all morning. Big plans later?"I looked up, signing the last page of a contract with quick strokes. "Yes. I’m heading home early today."Sofia raised an eyebrow, setting the papers on my desk. "Again? That’s the third time this week.""And it won’t be the last," I replied with a smirk.She chuckled, folding her arms. "Let me guess—it’s the joys of being a first-time father?"I leaned back in my chair, a genuine smile forming on my face. "You could say that. I just… I can’t get enough of them. My wife, my baby—they’re my whole world now. I don’t want to miss a second."Sofia smiled warmly, her tone softening. "It’s good to see this side of you, Thiago.
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As Bridgette's pregnancy progressed, I became increasingly worried about leaving her alone while I went to work. Though she insisted she was fine, I knew better. She was stubborn but vulnerable, and I wasn’t about to take any chances.So, I decided to hire someone to look after her—a personal maid who could help with errands and chores, making Bridgette’s life easier while I wasn’t around.The morning I introduced the new maid, Clarisse, things didn’t exactly go as planned.When I brought Clarisse to the house, I was all smiles. "Bridgette, this is Clarisse. She’ll be helping out around here so you can rest more."Bridgette’s eyes narrowed as she took in Clarisse, who, admittedly, was strikingly beautiful. Tall, blonde, and perfectly poised, Clarisse looked like she’d just stepped out of a fashion magazine.Bridgette’s lips pressed into a thin line. "I don’t need a maid.""It’s just to help you," I said, trying to ease the tension. "She’ll handle everything—cleaning, errands, cooking—
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[THIAGO’S POV]Bridgette was scrolling through her tablet one quiet morning while lounging on the couch. Her relaxed demeanor suddenly shifted as she frowned at the screen, her fingers rapidly tapping to navigate through a series of news articles."Thiago," she called out, her voice tight with concern.I emerged from the study, coffee mug in hand. "What’s wrong, love?"She looked up, her face pale. "It’s my father’s company. There are reports of financial troubles. They might be on the brink of bankruptcy."I set my mug down and approached her. "Bridgette, I know this is worrying, but you’re in no condition to take on stress right now. Let someone else handle it."Her brow furrowed, and I could see the determination in her eyes. "No, Thiago. I need to go back to Miami and look into this. If the company goes under, it’ll ruin everything my father worked for."I sighed, already sensing where this was headed. "You’re pregnant, Bridgette. Traveling, dealing with business stress—it’s not s
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Bridgette was restless, pacing back and forth in the grand living room of the penthouse in Miami. The faint glow of city lights illuminated her determined expression. I leaned against the doorway, watching her silently. She was consumed by this—her father’s company, the stolen assets, the legacy she wouldn’t allow to crumble.“They’re not just thieves, Thiago,” she said, finally stopping to face me. “They’re parasites. Feeding off years of my father’s hard work and dedication.”“And you intend to hunt them down,” I replied calmly, stepping closer.Her eyes blazed with determination. “Yes. Someone has to. My father is too kind—too trusting. But I won’t let this slide.”I admired her fire, but I also knew it would take more than passion to solve this. “We’ll do it together. But we have to be smart about it. We’re not just dealing with thieves; we’re dealing with professionals.”We started by reviewing the financial records Bridgette managed to retrieve from her father’s office. Late nig
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The days in Monaco had settled into a rhythm—a quiet lull before the baby arrived. Bridgette seemed more content, her fire still present but tempered by the anticipation of motherhood. Yet, our peace was interrupted one brisk morning when a knock on the door echoed through the penthouse.I wasn’t expecting anyone. Neither was Bridgette, who sat cross-legged on the couch, flipping through baby name books. Her head lifted, curiosity flickering in her eyes.“I’ll get it,” I said, moving toward the door.When I opened it, I was met with a face I hadn’t seen in years—Alonso Serrano, an old business rival. His polished suit and calm demeanor belied the sharp edge he’d always carried.“Thiago,” he greeted with a smooth smile. “It’s been a while.”“What are you doing here, Serrano?” I asked, keeping my tone neutral but guarded.“May I come in?” he asked, his gaze flickering past me, likely catching sight of Bridgette.I hesitated for a moment before stepping aside. Whatever this was, it wasn’
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{thiago]The pressure was relentless, and even with our best efforts, the weight of Cynthia and Justin’s schemes loomed over us like a storm cloud. Bridgette, always so composed and strong, had been working tirelessly, determined to protect her family's legacy. But as the days dragged on, I began to see the toll it was taking on her.One evening, I found her in the studio, staring blankly at her unfinished sculpture. Her hands trembled as she tried to work the clay, but it crumbled beneath her touch.“Bridgette,” I said softly, stepping closer. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “I can’t stop, Thiago. If I let up even for a moment, they’ll win. They’ll take everything.”I reached for her, gently pulling her into my arms. “We’re fighting this together. But you have to take care of yourself too. What happens to all of this if you burn out?”She didn’t answer, just buried her face in my chest, her body trembling with suppressed emotion
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Despite the glimmers of hope and progress, Cynthia and Justin refused to back down. Their next move came in the form of a court summons—an audacious lawsuit claiming defamation and damages from the public fallout after Bridgette’s pregnancy announcement.“They’re claiming we ruined their reputation?” Bridgette exclaimed, pacing the living room. Her hand rested protectively over her belly as her frustration mounted. “They’ve been the ones spreading lies about us!”“They’re bluffing,” I reassured her, though I couldn’t hide my own irritation. “This is a scare tactic. They want to distract us from the real fight.”Victor, seated across from us with a stack of legal documents, nodded in agreement. “Their case is flimsy, but we’ll need to counter it aggressively. If we can prove malice and falsehood in their claims, we could turn this into a significant win.”We decided to take control of the narrative once and for all. I arranged a press conference where Bridgette and I addressed the rumo
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A sharp, searing pain tore through my abdomen, yanking me out of sleep. A strangled gasp escaped my lips as my hands clutched at my stomach, an unbearable pressure building in my lower body. A cold sweat broke out across my skin, and nausea churned violently in my gut.Something was wrong.I tried to shift, but the pain only intensified, sending another wave of agony through me. My breathing hitched, coming in short, desperate pants. I barely registered Thiago stirring beside me, his brows furrowing at the sound of my distress. Then, as if sensing my panic, his eyes snapped open.“Bridgette?” His voice was sharp, laced with concern, as he reached for me.“I—” The word barely left my mouth before another stab of pain stole my breath away. My vision blurred, dark spots dancing at the edges.Thiago didn’t hesitate. He was out of bed in an instant, already grabbing his phone.“Marcus! Get the car ready. Now!” His voice was tight with urgency.I barely noticed the frantic rustling of movem
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Bridgette could feel her pulse in her ears, her breath uneven as she stared at Thiago. His words hung between them, thick with tension, but she couldn’t process them—not fully.Could she still stand by him?After everything?Her father had ruined his family. He had been keeping the truth from her. And yet, Thiago still chose to stay.Bridgette’s fingers curled into fists.“You don’t get to put this on me,” she hissed, her voice raw. “You should’ve told me the moment you found out. Instead, you let me be the fool while you—”“While I what, Bridgette?” Thiago cut in, his tone low, controlled. “While I stayed by your side? While I protected you? While I—”He stopped himself, his jaw clenching.Bridgette’s heart slammed against her ribs.She shook her head. “I need space.”Thiago’s gaze darkened. “No.”Bridgette flinched. “What?”“I’m not letting you walk away from this,” he said, stepping forward, closing the space between them. “I’m not letting you run just because it’s easier than faci
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Thiago paced in his office, fingers drumming against his desk as Lucia sat across from him, her arms crossed."You need to get ahead of this," she said. "If Cynthia really has something on Bridgette's father, you know what that means."Thiago exhaled sharply. "It means she has leverage that could ruin us."Lucia nodded. "Bridgette almost lost the baby from stress once. Do you think she can handle finding out whatever it is Cynthia has?"That was the part that haunted him. Bridgette was strong, but her body had already suffered under the weight of everything that had happened. Another shock, another betrayal—he wasn't sure she could take it.He pulled out his phone and dialed Marcus."Find out what dirt Cynthia has on Bridgette’s father," he ordered the second Marcus picked up. "I don’t care how. Just get me answers—fast."Bridgette sat in the nursery, watching Emilia sleep. The rhythmic rise and fall of her daughter’s tiny chest should have soothed her, but her mind wouldn’t stop raci
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The weight of the unknown pressed heavily on me as I stared at the cryptic message on my phone. Someone was playing a dangerous game, and they knew exactly where to hit—Bridgette and Emilia.Lucia was already making the security calls when I stepped out onto the balcony, needing a moment to clear my head. The city below was alive with lights and movement, oblivious to the storm brewing in my life.I had dealt with enemies before—rivals, corporate snakes, even men who thought they could intimidate me into submission. But this was different. This was personal.And if someone thought they could come after my family, they had no idea who they were dealing with.Back at the house, Bridgette was pacing in the nursery, watching over Emilia with a troubled expression. I could see the worry etched into her face, the way she held her arms tightly around herself as if shielding against an invisible force.She looked up the moment I walked in. “Thiago…”I crossed the room and cupped her face, for
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Despite the glimmers of hope and progress, Cynthia and Justin refused to back down. Their next move came in the form of a court summons—an audacious lawsuit claiming defamation and damages from the public fallout after Bridgette’s pregnancy announcement.“They’re claiming we ruined their reputation?” Bridgette exclaimed, pacing the living room. Her hand rested protectively over her belly as her frustration mounted. “They’ve been the ones spreading lies about us!”“They’re bluffing,” I reassured her, though I couldn’t hide my own irritation. “This is a scare tactic. They want to distract us from the real fight.”Victor, seated across from us with a stack of legal documents, nodded in agreement. “Their case is flimsy, but we’ll need to counter it aggressively. If we can prove malice and falsehood in their claims, we could turn this into a significant win.”We decided to take control of the narrative once and for all. I arranged a press conference where Bridgette and I addressed the rumo
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{thiago]The pressure was relentless, and even with our best efforts, the weight of Cynthia and Justin’s schemes loomed over us like a storm cloud. Bridgette, always so composed and strong, had been working tirelessly, determined to protect her family's legacy. But as the days dragged on, I began to see the toll it was taking on her.One evening, I found her in the studio, staring blankly at her unfinished sculpture. Her hands trembled as she tried to work the clay, but it crumbled beneath her touch.“Bridgette,” I said softly, stepping closer. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. “I can’t stop, Thiago. If I let up even for a moment, they’ll win. They’ll take everything.”I reached for her, gently pulling her into my arms. “We’re fighting this together. But you have to take care of yourself too. What happens to all of this if you burn out?”She didn’t answer, just buried her face in my chest, her body trembling with suppressed emotion
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