ADRIAN'S POVI was furious when Joyce briefed me about her conversation with Gabriel. I wondered who gave him the audacity to approach her in my territory. He was even bold enough to enter the women's restroom.I badly wanted to confront him,but Joyce's consistent pleas and threats held me back."I already made things clear to him. He can't come close to me again," she had said repeatedly.Still,I wanted to teach him a lesson. With a plan in mind, I was about to act when I spotted a group of people gathered on a particular spot. I heard noises and was compelled to check it out."What's going on?" Joyce asked as we approached the area.As soon as we got there,I was taken aback by the scene. I never thought those two were shameless enough to argue with each other in public."This is fun" I smirked."Don't say that. This is a public disgrace," Joyce scolded in a hush tone.My smile broadened as I replied. "That's their business,not ours.""But it's your party," Joyce retorted.I frown
GABRIEL'S POV It's been weeks since the unfortunate incident at the party happened. Further investigation had revealed nothing concerning the culprits. I had become restless, oblivious to the people around me. Figuring out who had the temerity to attempt an assassination plan on me had been the only thing I'd been working on. It had only circulated the media for the first few days after it happened. Even my falling out with Natalia had been erased. I had left the puzzle for Ivan to solve. I was already dressed for work as I sat down in the living room, waiting patiently for the detective's call. "Gabriel,is there anything you need my help with?" I heard a familiar voice say,which made me cringe in disgust. What did she want from me? Our relationship had been further strained by that night's event. We didn't speak to each other for a week. The following week had been her making up conversations I never showed interest in. She came and stood before me with watery eyes despe
JOYCE'S POV"Has the boss not said anything to you yet?" Michelle pestered, trailing behind as I walked into the kitchen.It has been weeks since our company's anniversary celebration party,and she hasn't stopped whining constantly about it. She even came over to my house to spend the weekend just so she could get words out of my mouth.God knows,I was fed up."Michelle" I called, halting my steps. "Maybe you should asked the boss yourself since you're so eager to hear some gossips.""Come on,Joyce. I only asked a question" Michelle exclaimed."A question,huh?" I snorted sarcastically. "You've been going on about it for weeks now.""Fine,I won't talk about the murder incident again" She stated,her eyes glittering with mischief. "But you haven't told me what happened after the party. Where did Adrian take you?"I blushed hard hearing her question, almost choking on my saliva. She filled a cup from the water dispenser and handed it over to me. I gulped it down and inhaled deeply, glarin
Adrian's POV"I thought Auntie Luisa said she'll be back soon. It's been weeks now," Miguel whined like a child.I snorted in laughter. "You know how much she loves her vacation. I still haven't seen anyone that could replace her passion.""But she keeps questioning you about Joyce," Miguel argued."I know. Just let her be. She'll come home when she feels like it," I replied with a deep sigh. Besides, this penthouse might become hell for me if she comes back.""That's your problem, not mine," Miguel snorted, his eyes narrowing. That reminds me: You erased the Moreno couple's falling out and the murder incident from the internet, didn't you?""No, Daniel did," I replied curtly.Miguel's smile broadened. "Wow, the guy is an expert. It was meant to be the hottest search for about a month. Thanks to him, it's only been a few weeks, and no one is talking about it anymore.""Yeah," I muttered, yawning."You still haven't decided to find out who was behind the assassination attempt, have yo
Joyce's POV"Oh Señor, ayúdame," my whole body cried out.I could undoubtedly feel Adrian's piercing gaze on me. It was intense and searching, but I had to act like I didn't know. I just hoped he hadn't noticed anything because his gaze seemed inspecting."We should wait for Christie and Raph," Michelle suggested as she sat.A moment passed before we heard the cute cry of a little one."Daddy!!!" he screamed excitedly as Christie carried him to Adrian, who had a joyful smile on his face."Do you miss daddy?" He asked with a funny tone, which made me chuckle.Rafael vigorously nodded. "Yes, daddy. I miss you a lot. I told Mommy I wanted to see you.""And what did she say?" Adrian probed, smirking."She said you were busy," Rafael replied with a frown."I didn't really say that," I muttered, avoiding Adrian's accusing gaze."Let's just eat. I'm famished," Miguel butted in with a curt tone."We should say a word of prayer first," Christie suggested. Everyone looked at her strangely but di
Adrian's POV"That fool," I cursed, gritting my teeth in rage, my fist clenched.I badly wanted to punch his face, but I couldn't. He was on TV, blaming me for the assassination attempt made on him.The door to my penthouse was flung open, and Miguel walked in with a worried look."Adrian, have you seen what that bastard said on TV?" He snarled, waving his phone before my eyes. "What guts he has to say such a thing."I nodded slowly. "Yes, I have seen it.""What do you want to do about it? We can't let it pass by," Miguel questioned. "We could file a lawsuit or summon the press to give a statement; anything.""I know," I uttered in a cool voice. He probably isn't faking it. Maybe he truly thinks I'm the one behind it, but he can't call the cops on me because he has no evidence to give them.""But why open up on TV? Why not confront you personally?" Miguel probed.I smirked. "It's simple. He's a coward."I inhaled deeply and added, "We'll lay low for now. Let's see how far he intends
Joyce's POVI hadn't been myself since I read the letter from my mailbox. My smile was only a facade to keep Adrian in the dark. I couldn't believe Gabriel would have the nerve to keep sending letters, love notes, and flowers.I had consistently received those things for the past week, which was becoming bothersome. I wondered if hiding the truth from Adrian was the best thing to do anymore."Is that man from the 80's or what?" Michelle grumbled, interrupting my thoughts. "Who still sends love letters in the 21st century?""Lower your voice, Michelle. You don't want them to hear you," I cautioned pleadingly.She sighed deeply. "You really need to do something about it. If he's serious about having you back in his life, he should get a divorce, then come back later.""What did you say?" I asked, thinking I had heard wrong.Michelle chuckled playfully. "I didn't say anything. Ignore me."I continued my tasks, knowing the busybody wouldn't keep quiet for long, and I was right."But he's
Gabriel's POV"Er...boss, have you been stalking Joyce?" Ivan questioned, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on me.His question caught me off guard as the pen in my hand stopped his work. The feeling of guilt crept into my heart, realizing I'd been caught."Boss, you're not saying anything," Ivan pestered.I sighed deeply, dropping the pen on my desk and running my fingers through my hair."How did you find out?" I asked, eyeing suspiciously.He was surely getting an earful from me for keeping tabs on my movement.Ivan coughed nervously. "Actually, you weren't in the office when I came to drop some files, and your car's GPS location happened to be connected to my computer, so I tracked you down. That was how I found out.""Really?" I questioned absentmindedly, my mind drifting off to the times I had stalked Joyce. While standing there, staring at Joyce from afar, a raging storm coursed through me. Memories of a time long passed overcame me one after another, like an unrelenting flood. I rem
Gabriel's POV "The operation was successful," Miguel announced with a sigh of relief, and my heart leaped for joy. "Does that mean they're on their way?" I questioned, my heart beating erratically with a strange mix of joy and dread. Miguel nodded affirmatively. "Yes, they are. The culprits are on their way to the station too. Why do you seem so... uneasy?" "It's nothing," I lied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I guess I'm just so happy that we came out on top." That was a big lie. The truth was I wasn't ready to see them. Not Joyce. Not Adrian. Not even Rafael. The thought of facing them, of seeing Joyce’s eyes—eyes that once held so much love but now only reflected betrayal—made my stomach churn. I wanted to be as far away as possible. Meeting me might ruin her newfound happiness and I didn't want that to happen. I wanted her to be happy while erasing every memory of me in her head. I had caused her so much pain. I had been a shadow cast over her past; I refused to b
Adrian's POV"We are?" Torres questioned, his face etched with shock as he stared at my computer screen with keen eyes. "How's that even possible?""Story for another day," I said dismissively, looking out the window. "It seems the men I demanded for are on their way. We should head there too.""Wait a minute," Torres raised a finger to stop me. "I think someone is coming heading our way."As if on cue, a shadow emerged from the dimly lit alleyway. Madrileño stepped into view, his dark clothing blending with the night, his tanned skin faintly illuminated by the passing streetlights. His expression was unreadable, but his purposeful stride spoke volumes."Why are you here?" I questioned with much curiosity in my voice and a frown on my face. "I thought we agreed on you leading the men.""I am leading them," Madrileno replied confidently. "I just came to let you know of something so that you can be prepared.""What's that?" I asked, refusing to beat around the bush. "Spill it out, so yo
Adrian's POV"Then we go after him," I said. "Let's head to the airport now!"Torres nodded, already speaking into the radio.He cocked his gun. "Time to end this."With that, We all rushed back and jumped into the van, peeling off into the night.I picked up the radio and connected to Miguel."Keep us posted. We're heading to the airport now," I stated."If we don't catch up with him now, we won't be able to find Joyce and Rafael," Torres sighed, revealing the bitter truth, his voice laced with discomfort and urgency as he looked out the window. "It might take years to find them if we lose this opportunity.""Positive thoughts and words only, Torres," I scolded, calling him by his name for the first time. I was annoyed with Daniel's close escape. I still hadn't come to terms with the fact that he had betrayed me after so many years of service to Santoria Industries.The fact that he knew everything about Rafael and Joyce meant he had been working with the enemy for years. Who knows? H
Lionel's POV"Ugh... You don't have to be so timid with me. I know what women like you are capable of," I scoffed, hoping for a reaction.Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She jus sat here like a statue. I cast her a side glance.She was sitting next to me with a stiff posture and a face void of any emotions. After my men caught her trying to escape, it was as if an icy shell had formed around her. She hardly spoke and rarely reacted to anything I said or was happening around her. Her questioning had ceased, and I couldn't predict her next move.It was disturbing. I exhaled through my nose, unsatisfied. Was she planning something? Had she truly accepted her fate? The fire in her eyes had become dull and unreadable. Her facial expression was indifferent like she had accepted her fate. I hated it. I wanted her to rebel against me. It was much more pleasurable that way. Her facial expression was indifferent like she had accepted her fate.Save for the small hum of the engine and the regu
Adrian's POV"You both made mistakes. You're both in the wrong," I rebuked. "You should work on yourselves instead of taking your anger out on each other. Don’t know how you plan to fix this mess, but remember—we’re all in this together. Whether you like it or not, we have a common goal."The room fell to a heavy silence. Gabe let his breath out in a slow hiss as he leaned against the warm sheets of the bed. Madrileño ran a hand over his face, still breathing sharp and unevenly. Part of me did think their little fight was somewhat amusing, but I needed to be the voice of reason here. I had to be the mature one."I'm sorry," Gabriel mumbled. Everyone turned to him in shock. Gabriel was not one to apologize. "I'm sorry I killed your child. I shouldn't blame you for my mistakes. I should have never gotten married to that bitch, and I'm going to keep on regretting it for the rest of my life."Madrileño’s jaw tightened, hands flexed at his sides. His lips parted as if he wanted to argue
Adrian's POVHaving this innate ability to sense danger, or detect a person's aura, is part of being a shrewd businessman, which not everybody could understand save the people concerned. It was an instinct sired from long years of high-stakes negotiations and betrayals, something that most people just wouldn't understand unless they lived in this world.Gabriel had it. So did I.And right now, every alarm inside me was going off as I watched him stare Madrileño down, his body rigid with restrained fury.The cell's air was thick with unsaid words and stress. Gabriel could already tell something was off with Madrileno. I could sense their mutual hostility suffocating the air between us.Madrileño was standing stiff, his jaw clenched tightly and Gabriel was seated on the edge of his bed with fingers tightly clenched into fists. Well, whatever their issues were could be sorted out after everything had been settled."So what exactly is it you found?" I asked, my expectant gaze fixed on Iva
Natalia's POV"What the hell is going on in this basement?" I grumbled, walking along the dingy hallway. Since I left Gabriel's mansion, I have gone into hiding, hoping the police wouldn't track me down. Anyway, I was hiding in the basement, but I kept having this feeling that something was going to go wrong.I hadn't seen Christina for days, not even Lionel. I made my way to the room Joyce was always held. My fingers hesitated on the rusted handle, a chill running down my spine.With a sharp push, the door creaked open, the sound cutting through the oppressive silence like a scream. Surprisingly,the chair was empty. Joyce wasn't where she used to be. The ropes used to tie her were dangling on the arms of the chair.“What the...?” I whispered, stepping into the room. My eyes darted around, searching for any sign of her but it was empty. I was stunned. I turned to leave and ended up bumping into someone."Ouch!" We groaned at the same time.I massaged my shoulders and raised my head
Gabriel's POV"Adrian is an ally now. Learn to respect that" I warned Ivan after Adrian and his friend had left."I know, but I'm finding it hard to do so" Ivan retorted. "Seeing his face reminds me of all the problems we faced in our company.""Those weren't his fault. We weren't competent enough" I explained. "We slacked off, remember?" The guilt gnawed at me, an ever-present reminder that I was part of the problem.Ivan sighed deeply. "Yes, sir. You're right," his gaze drifting towards the floor. "Good. Now, let's focus on finding the password to unlocking this file," I stated, my eyes on the computer.This was the first time I had actually laid a hand on it. She was always so very overprotective where her stuff was concerned, yet one more reason I wouldn't be trusting her anymore. I didn't."Check the hint," Ivan said, interrupting my thoughts.I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What hint?""The hint below the password box," Ivan replied, tapping the screen with his index finger,
Joyce's POVThe ride was silent. The fact that he was so clingy, even after I made it obvious that I didn't want him close to me, was so annoying that I wanted to puke. I wanted to be out of that space as soon as possible."When are we getting there?" I questioned with exasperation."When we get there," he replied with a playful smirk, obviously pleased by my discomfort. "Do I irritate you that much? You should get used to my presence because you'll be seeing me for a long time."Thinking about it made my gut churn. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks, an embarrassing flush of anger and helplessness. I frowned. "What happened to handing me over to Natalia after everything is over?"Lionel leaned back, a calculated look in his eyes. "I'm quite unpredictable when it comes to deals. She broke one of the rules I love dearly," Lionel replied, his tone laced with mockery like that of an evil villain. "Right now, I see no reason why I should keep my own part of the deal."This man was t