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
Adrian's POVIt was him; I was sure of it. Honestly, I wanted to confront him and make his presence known, but I had to consider Joyce's feelings. She would definitely not want to be caught in between. She's had a lot on her plate already.I had to trust her, so I drove away. Miguel was waiting for me at the penthouse, and I forced a smile as I stepped inside."What's up, bro? You asked me to come," he said with an expectant gaze.Yes, I did ask him to come after Joyce had told me about the stalker. I had already decided but needed to seek his opinion since he was my trusted person."It's complicated, Miguel," I sighed, slumping into the sofa, and massaging my forehead. "Gabriel has been stalking Joyce. The letter we thought to be a mistake? It was actually from him, and that wasn't the first one; he had been sending letters and notes before and after that one."Silence enveloped the room for a moment before Miguel broke it."I knew it!" he spat, his fist clenched in tight balls. "I kn
Joyce's POVI couldn't help but relish the blissful sight before me. Auntie Luisa and her grandson spent every waking hour together. Sometimes, I felt Rafael forgot he had parents, but I didn't let such feelings bother me. He had been tied to just Christie and me before, so he needed more loved ones to mingle with.To be honest, I never thought Auntie Luisa would be so kind."Don't worry. My son is going to marry only you and no one else," she had once said, which got me laughing. Adrian, on the other hand, was undoubtedly embarrassed.Back to the present, today was another working day and Auntie Luisa insisted on Adrian and I leaving for work in the same car. I wasn't convinced about it because I was worried about what other people might say. Even Adrian hadn't voiced out about it, so I had no idea if he was good with it.To make sure we obeyed her order, she escorted us to the car and waited till we drove away.I sighed softly and looked at Adrian. "I'm sorry. I really don't want us
Christina's POVI was whipped because I had refused to give him a satisfying feedback on Natalia's recent response to everything happening currently. He was consumed by greed that he wanted to hasten the downfall of the enemy. As I lay on the ground, seething in pain, my mind swirled with different ways to convince Natalia to join hands with me. Thankfully, she came knocking on my door herself.I forgot about my injuries and hastily replied, revealing my desperation. But I didn't care as long as I got what I wanted."I see you're ready," I snorted. "Fine. Since you asked for my help, I'll help you.""So, what do we do?" Natalia asked, her voice laced with impatience."I have a plan, but your husband will be the one to take the hit for a while," I replied, ignoring the frown on her face. "We need Adrian's focus to be on Gabriel, so we can do whatever we want to do.""But...." Natalia trailed off."I thought you said you were ready?" I queried."Yes, I am" Natalia nodded her head vigor
Gabriel's POV"Arrrghh!" I growled in frustration, hurling the clock on my table against the wall.Since Ivan told me about Joyce's relocation, I have broken many things before the clock. Now, the office floor is covered with shards of broken glass. Each crash echoed my spiraling emotions, a tangible representation of my inner turmoil and my life's current situation.Adrian! Adrian!! Adrian!!!That name lingered in my heart, fueling my rage and leaving a bitter taste on my lips. So I wasn't wrong after all. He had indeed caught me stalking Joyce that night. I should have known. Still, I never expected him to make such a decision quickly. Moving Joyce into his house? It was unthinkable. How could he do this? And why did it hurt so much? I needed a solution. I needed to figure out an easy way to get to her. I knew I couldn't barge into his house, but his office was accessible. Yes, I could visit his office. It was a risk, but I was desperate.Suddenly, the door to my office opened and
Natalia's POVI went back to see Christina just as I had told Gabriel. Her injuries still hurt, but the marks had cleaned off a little. I was treating the wound when she told me we still needed to speak to the big boss again."I thought we sorted everything out the other day?" I cried out, my breathing becoming difficult. The thought of going back there made me shudder in utter horror."No, we didn't," Christie refuted. "He only briefed you on his history. He hasn't gotten into the main story yet. Besides, he had a meeting to attend.""But...""You can't say no" Christina cut me off. "You need to go. He won't tolerate lateness either.""Fine," I replied curtly.We exited the mansion and got into the car with me sitting behind the steering wheel."Is this man of yours a mafia king?" I asked with a tone of curiosity."Not an actual mafia king," Christina replied. "He runs some little underworld business but doesn't dive deep into it.""Hmm... I see," I murmured, my eyes fixed on the ro
Natalia's POVI had never been subjected to such barbaric punishment in my life. I should have just listened to Christina when she warned me, but I had let my anger take over. I then realized that the big boss was not feared for nothing. His reputation truly preceded him in every way. He was ruthless and brutal. He wasn’t a man who tolerated disobedience—or weakness. I learned the hard way.No wonder Christina couldn't fight back when she was physically abused. Talking about Christina, I still had a score to settle with her.Lying in bed for a week had been tiring. The pain was still there, my body was still sore but staying in my room for one more day could kill me. I had to go out there. I needed to see how that wretched woman and her brat were doing. I secretly wished she suffered the same fate as I did but knew that was impossible. the boss never wanted his hostages tainted in any way.I felt my anger begin to bubble beneath the surface. Even now, she was still preferred over me.
Natalia's POVI had never been subjected to such barbaric punishment in my life. I should have just listened to Christina when she warned me, but I had let my anger take over. It was then I realized that the big boss was not feared for nothing.No wonder Christina couldn't fight back when she was physically abused. Talking about Christina, I still had a score to settle with her.Lying in bed for a week had been tiring. The pain was still there, but staying in my room for one more day could kill me.Walking out of my room, I didn't know what led me to the room Joyce was locked up. The moment I saw the big boss come out of the room, I quickly hid.I had a feeling he knew someone was watching him but decided to ignore it. Better still, I had come this far and wasn't going back.I took a deep breath and stepped forward, opening the door without knocking.Joyce turned to look at me, her expression flickering between surprise and exhaustion. She looked frail, but her eyes still burned with
Joyce's POV"You're still trying to prove your stubbornness, aren't you?" Lionel smiled, his voice full of mockery. "Soon you'll have no choice but to let yourself succumb to my advances."For a week now, that pervert has been harassing me with threats. At one point, he starved me just because I made him angry. The way he talks and acts is always irritating, and it always makes me want to throw up. I was fed up with the sight of him.Well, at least, he ensured my son was well-fed as a way to appease me. But even that felt like a mockery—a calculated cruelty meant to keep me compliant."Mr. Lionel, men like you should be married," I stated accusingly.Lionel simply shrugged, a sly grin stretching across his face. "Yes, I am. I also have a mistress and I don't mind having you as the second one. Don't worry, you have nothing to be wary of. Like I said earlier, money isn't the problem.""Ugh... How many times do you want me to spell it out to you?" I scoffed in disgust. "I want nothing to
ADRIAN'S POV"Fine, let's work together. The police will assist us."Those were the last words I had spoken to Gabriel before Detective Torres suggested we have a meeting in his office. I had seen the incredulous look he shot at me when I agreed to work with Gabriel; like I had suddenly grown a second head with two horns. I decided to play it cool and act as though I hadn't caught that. I watched as the weak man was unstrapped from the chair and laid on a stretcher. The nurses attending to him applied first aid, cleaned up his wounds, set up a line, and whisked him out of the cell.Honestly, I was taken aback that I had agreed to work with him. What if t this was just another one of his manipulative game for him? What if he has something else planned? My family depends on this, but is it worth the risk? How many times had I underestimated him before? Was I doing it again now? It was a risky decision, yet my instincts weren’t giving me the warnings they normally did."Sir, we should
Adrian's POVIt's been a week since that bastard who calls himself Gabriel refused to tell the truth. Shockingly, I had been so occupied with issues at the company that I hadn't gotten time to balance my emotions properly. My eyes had dark circles around them like ominous curtains, my stubble had grown out, matching my disheveled state of mind, and I was a complete shadow of myself.Miguel still had nothing. No updates, no footage, no break, nothing. Whoever had taken them was yet to contact me for any demands, negotiations, or ransom. It was as though they had vanished into thin air, leaving me to face my demons.It was so hectic that I had become unable to control my anger. Most of the workers had become unwitting victims of my misplaced aggression.I sat trying to attend to the documents before me, going over them as fast as possible so I might leave for the police station. It was futile, though, as my mind was elsewhere: were they safe, was she alive, was Rafael okay? The uncertai
Gabriel's POVIt all felt so surreal, like a dream from the moment the cops barged into my house and arrested me till now. Never had such a thing happened in my whole life as a Moreno. Me, Gabriel Moreno, reduced to this pitiful state? My pride, my ego—it was shattered into irreparable shards. Life has been so unfair, unjust, and so relentlessly cruel to me. It was tiring, and I had thought of ending it countless times. If only I had gotten the woman I've always wanted in my life, maybe things would have been different; everything would’ve aligned perfectly. But no. Maybe.....just then, I heard footsteps approaching and snapped out of my thoughts. I couldn't turn to see who it was, because my hands were strapped to a chair, but the suffocating pressure that increased as the man approached reminded me of a particular person, and just before I could guess who the person was, I heard a familiar voice."He looks okay. Has the interrogation not begun?" I heard the man ask.That voice. I
Adrian's POV"What have you found?" I asked, my eyes on Miguel as he kept typing away furiously on the keyboard.His expression looked disturbed, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding—a sickening feeling gnawing at my gut. My heart thudded painfully in my chest. Something was clearly wrong, but he didn't want to reveal it to me."Miguel," I called, raising my voice and revealing impatience. I could feel the burn rise in my chest as my breaths came in shallow bursts. "What's wrong Miguel? Que? Answer me man!"Miguel sighed dejectedly then finally turned his eyes towards me, worry shadowing the lines of his face. "There is nothing-""What?!" Michelle gasped in shock, her voice hoarse. "No no no no! ¡Esto no puede estar pasando! Have you checked the toy section and also the pajamas section? That was exactly where the attendant and I left her. She has to have been captured by the cameras.""Sadly, she isn't," Miguel replied, his frown deepening as he fidgeted with the mouse.
Joyce's POVI blinked my eyes to stop the tears threatening to fall. No! I didn't want to give Natalia the privilege of seeing me vulnerable. Despite my efforts to not hate her, she kept stepping on my toes.What baffled me the most was the enemy she hinted about earlier. Admittedly, Adrian had many enemies and business rivals, but for someone to actually plan something as daring and repulsive as abducting a child? It would have to be a very powerful individual, someone who knew just where to hit. The last time someone -Elizabeth to be precise- tried this, it was a futile attempt.I kept sparing furtive glances at my baby placed on an old and dusty sofa. He was still asleep. His small chest rose and then fell, but his cheeks had reddened slightly and he looked so helpless. Panic clawed at my chest. What if he got sick while inhaling the dust? The thought that he was inhaling thick musty air made my stomach suddenly turn. I felt a grip in my heart at what could happen in case he did
Natalia's POVI could feel a sharp pain in my hand, seconds after I slapped the bitch sitting right in front of me. How dare she talk to me like that? Her words cut deep into my heart and I couldn't help but vent my anger with that slap.I wasn't satisfied. I badly wanted to claw her face and pull every strand of hair on her head out till she was bald. I wanted to set her on fire and watch her scream in excruciating pain.I know those around me were baffled by the level of hatred I had for my blood, but that was it, I honestly didn't care. I despised her greatly."You slut!" I heard her cuss. "Did you just hit me?"I snorted in laughter. "Si. Yes, I did. Tell me, what do you want to do about it?"She didn't reply and simply looked at me with hatred in her eyes. I had never seen such fierce hatred in her eyes before and honestly, it took me by surprise. Yet, I wasn't done with the mockery."You can hit me back if you can," I added with sarcasm in my voice."You're soulless, Natalia. You