Natalia's POVI felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen and back as my eyes fluttered open, darting across the unfamiliar room. The excruciating pain in my stomach prevented me from sitting up properly to understand what was happening. I tried to turn, but something stopped me from doing so. It was a drip attached to my rest.The strong scent of antiseptic wafted through my nostrils, and my senses came alive immediately.A hospital? I was in a hospital.My hands subconsciously touched my stomach, and memories of my last conversation with Gabriel flooded through my head, most especially the scene of me being shoved away by Gabriel. It kept replaying in my head. I had fallen to the ground and screamed out in pain. Blood was dripping......A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I couldn't utter a word. Nevertheless, the door creaked open, and a familiar figure strutted into the room.I repeatedly blinked, recognizing the man as The Moreno's family doctor."Mrs. Moreno," the doctor ca
Joyce's POVI had arrived at my apartment a few hours ago, refusing to leave my room. Christie had come to check on me, but I hadn't opened up to her.I had only asked her to watch my baby for me so he wouldn't detect anything, knowing how sensitive he was to my mood.I couldn't help but grip my chest, wishing to pull my heart out if it was the only way to make the excruciating pain go away.Reputation? Criticism? All these were just an excuse for his selfishness. He wasn't close to a narcissist, but I couldn't refrain from seeing him as one.Michelle had told me to expect such, but I hadn't taken her words seriously. Now, I was facing the consequences of not preparing my heart for the worse.Lying in bed, I wrapped my arms around myself, seeking comfort. The chill of loneliness burrowed deep into my bones, wrapping me in a fog of emotions that threatened to spill over in the form of tears, clouding my vision. I could almost hear the echoes of laughter that once lit up my days, hauntin
Adrian's POV"Are you sure about this?" Miguel asked, his tone laced with skepticism.I had revealed my plan to him, but he didn't seem convinced."Won't doing that just blow things out of proportion?" He added, his brows furrowed. "It's definitely going to be the hottest search on all social media handles.""I know. That's exactly what I want," I said with a smirk. It's best everyone knows through this medium so I can be with Joyce and our son in the open."Miguel sighed deeply. "Fine. If that's how you want to do it, I'll offer my full support.""Yeah, thanks," I smiled, recalling something. "I'll have to tell Mum about it sooner or later.""Yes, tell her before D-day," Miguel suggested. You surely do not want her to learn about it from the public.""That's true. I'll work on that. Speaking of relationships," I raised my voice, my scrutinizing gaze lingering on Miguel. Hermano, so tell me, how long do you intend to remain single, eh?"Miguel shrugged in reply, his eyes evasive. "I d
Gabriel's POVI couldn't believe I was here lowering my pride before Natalia. I didn't have a choice because if the truth about the miscarriage got out, I could be arrested for domestic violence and maybe even secondary manslaughter.Some hours ago, my family doctor made me understand the severity of the situation. Initially, I had been skeptical about being the father of the child, but the date of conception had actually been the same night we were last intimate with each other."Mr. Moreno, how did this happen?" the doctor had asked.I had been slow to respond, thinking of the perfect lie."Mr. Moreno, why aren't you responding? Weren't you there when it happened?" The doctor had queried, snapping me out of my thoughts."Er.. actually, when I arrived home, she was coming downstairs to meet me. That was when she slipped and fell," I had lied with a straight face.The doctor had squinted his eyes. "So, you mean her over-excitement caused the fall?"I nodded in response. "Yes, I wasn't
Joyce's POVThree days had passed since the new week began, but I hadn't set my eyes on Adrian during those three days. I had only received an email stating his need for a week's leave. Initially, I was stunned by his actions but later came to realize what the reason for such actions could be.The mere thought of him trying to avoid me made me uncomfortable. Burying my head deep into my work was the only solution I could think of to get him off my mind.The plans for Santoria Industries' anniversary celebration had been kicked into motion. Invitation cards had been sent out to several business partners all around Spain. Although Adrian demanded that he handle some guests, I handled most of them.Even the social media handles couldn't stop mentioning it. Some probably wanted Adrian to attend their interview, but I doubted that would happen if it was the man I knew.The anniversary was in less than three weeks, and the company's employees were all busy.Thankfully, I didn't feel lonely
Natalia's POVFour days had passed since I was discharged from the hospital. Gabriel had practically been by my side during those days, ensuring I had everything I craved and was comfortable.I wasn't feeling any more pain and wanted to take a walk outside the mansion. When I informed Gabriel about it, he seemed a bit reluctant but had to consent since he had already agreed to let me do things my way.Now, I was standing in front of the mirror, making sure my dress was good and the paleness on my face was well hidden.The creaking of the door drew my attention. I turned and saw Gabriel walk in."Where are you going to?" he asked, frowning."We already talked about this. I need a breath of fresh air," I whined, controlling my urge to roll my eyes.I could see the reluctance in his eyes, but he held his tongue and walked out of the room.I picked up my purse and took one last look in the mirror before leaving the room. Since I was leaving the house with Gabriel's permission, I drove one
Adrian's POV"¡Hola, colega! ¿Cómo estás?" We should go check out the Imperial Hall," Miguel advised. "You know how demanding you can be when it comes to perfection.""Yeah, we should." I nodded in agreement.It's been six days since I last visited the office and three days since my mother traveled on vacation. Miguel and I had been so occupied with preparations for the upcoming anniversary celebration in two weeks.I built and commissioned Santoria Imperial Hall six years ago. It was only used for top events like this, and we never lent or lease it to anybody.The event planners we hired were from Spain's top event planning company. Although Miguel was skeptical about leaving everything to them, I had no problem with it. However, I could be very hard to pacify when a job was not done perfectly and to my satisfaction.Miguel and I left the penthouse and headed straight to the garage. After some deliberation, we decided to take Miguel's car and let him drive.We arrived at the hall an
Madrileno's POV The entire study room was engulfed in smoke as I sat behind my desk, puffing on a cigarette in my hands. It had burnt down to my fingers, but the pain of the burn was nothing compared to the pain I was feeling in my heart. I hadn't stopped thinking about my encounter with Natalia revealing the death of my unborn child. Initially, I thought it was just a tasteless joke; as Natalia just being Natalia and seeking some kind of sick reaction and attention from me. Being with Natalia for a certain period helped me know when she was telling the truth or just fooling around. That sharp glint in her eyes always gave her away, and when she pushed the medical report to me, that glint was unmistakable. It had easily given her away and confirmed what she had said to be the truth. It had been tough to accept the bitter truth, but I had no choice. I had reacted out of impulse, but I had to go on with it because I needed the truth. The moment she revealed who was responsible for
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
Madrileno's POV"Don't kill him. Burn him alive," I declared coldly, The men merely nodded, showed no hesitation, and pulled the bloodied, shaking figure from the ground. He whimpered, his lips working silent pleas, but I didn't bat an eye. Mercy wasn't currency I dealt in.Whoever dared to steal from me or betray me never saw the light of day. Yes, he was one of my closest men, but he had chosen to side with the enemy. Thanks to Barrio, we caught him sneaking out of the base with a large amount of our goods.Initially, I was furious, but I had come to understand that humans could be selfish. Selfish enough to sell their comrade off."Jefe, we've recovered the stolen goods," I heard Barrio say and I turned to him."And the enemies?" Barrio exhaled heavily. "We burned their base down, but a few of them managed to escape.""That's not my problem," I said coldly. " “Find them. All of them. If it takes their families to flush them out, so be it.”"Yes, big boss," Barrio said and turned
Joyce's POV"I want to see my son," I demanded my voice steady and unwavering. I waas determined to seemy son today no matter what.I had been waiting for when an opportunity would present itself to use his obsession to my advantage. I couldn't even tell the time I had spent in this room. It didn't help that I was stuck in one place. It was excruciatingly exhausting.The room felt stifling and claustraphobic—four white painted walls closing in on me. Time blurred into an eternal haze of waiting. The pain in my legs and back was a stark and constant reminder of where I was. I'd been eating, sleeping, then waiting again, my life going round in circles at one spot for what felt like an eternity. If I could see my son and take a walk outside, then I'd be a bit relieved."Your son, huh?" Lionel smirked, pretending to be thinking. His dark eyes glinted with satisfaction, like a predator toying with its prey. "Fine. You'll see him after agreeing to go out with me."The words sent a chill t
Adrian's POV"I can't believe I slept for this long," Miguel said, stretching his arms as he yawned loudly."You needed it, bro. You've tried a lot and I'm grateful," I sighed, leaning back in my chair.Well, after my conversation with Gabriel, I sat next to Miguel and watched as he slept like a baby."Oh, my goodness!" he exclaimed, rubbing his grumbling stomach. "I'm famished. Please tell me you thought ahead," he said sheepishly, rubbing his neck."I know, right?" I smirked, pushing one of the two white polythene bags beside me to him. "I ordered takeouts, and was waiting for you before having lunch.""Awwwnn..." Miguel drawled playfully. "How come I didn't know you cared this much about me? You’re too kind,” Miguel teased, batting his eyelashes dramatically.""You’ve got jokes, huh?” I shot back. “Eat your food before I hand it over to one of the officers outside.” I snarled.You wouldn't dare!" he exclaimed in mock horror. "I'm the brains of this operation-you'd be lost without
Lionel's POV"Dr. Mark, is there an alternative?" I asked, hoping for a positive answer.Mark shook his head with a somber look on his face. "The best I can do is to ensure she's only crippled; nothing else can be done. If it weren't for you, I would have called the police on whoever committed such an atrocious act.""Tch...that witch," I cursed. "Don't worry. I'll take care of her."Mark sighed and leaned back in his chair, his professional demeanor unshaken. "I'll try to communicate with some specialists who might be able to help. If I find anyone willing to take on her case, I’ll let you know.""Fine. Keep me posted," I said and stood up.Mark rose as well, escorting me to the door. Just as I was about to step out, he placed a hand on my shoulder. “Lionel, you should contact her family or send someone to check on her regularly. She’ll need support, and I doubt you’ll have the time to be there constantly,” he advised cautiously.I contemplated his words for a moment. Family? Support
Gabriel's POVFor the first time, I saw my life flash before my eyes. I've heard it happen to people, but now, I have experienced it myself. I actually thought he was going to kill me. Initially, I wanted death and could face it if it came, but when my life began to drain away, my survival instinct kicked in and I struggled helplessly.Thankfully, he had let me go and even as I slipped in and out of consciousness, I could see the nurses work quickly to place an oxygen mask on my face. The sterile, clinical smell was almost comforting in contrast to the fear that was suffocating me just moments before.But the fear only lasted briefly until confusion set in. I was baffled as it turned out that Joyce's bracelet, something I had never seen, was in my study. Except for the gifts I'd given her in the past that Natalia had hijacked, I didn't own anything that belonged to Joyce.How had it ended up in my home?I had to think and rethink again to clarify. Only concrete evidence could save me
LIONEL'S POV"Christina," I called out walking towards her, my nose twitching in disgust.The stench of blood was quite strong. Cuts and burns marred her once flawless skin, painting a grotesque picture of Sarah’s handiwork. Sarah had gone beyond the norms. I needed to teach her a lesson and set some boundaries. I understood I wasn't faithful, but this act was inhumane. "Christina," I called again, but still got no response.I picked up her wrist with my left arm and checked her pulse. Oh my God, it was so weak that I could hardly feel a thing.I grabbed her bloody chin to see her face clearly. Her swollen eyes were tightly shut, and blood streaked her cheeks. Her lips, cracked and pale, barely moved and I couldn't even feel air coming out of her nostrils."Christina," I called for the last time, and she stirred but her eyes remained shut.I turned sharply and barked. "Hey! Who’s outside? Someone get in here NOW!"Instantly, two men rushed in guns drawn as if ready for a fight. Their