Adrian's POVWhen I saw her by the office entrance that morning, I did what felt natural—or at least, what I thought would feel natural. I ignored her. I walked right past without a word, not even a glance. It was almost mechanical, like a defense mechanism I couldn’t explain. But the moment I did it, I felt that familiar, unsettling pull again, tightening my chest.I didn’t understand it. There was no reason for me to feel... whatever this was. I know it wasn’t an attraction. It wasn’t even dislike. It was just there, like something lurking just below the surface every time I was around her. She… this was the reason why I had declined going to the casino with Miguel. It didn’t feel right. And it was starting to get under my skin. Later, when I asked her to come along to the meeting, she hesitated, probably surprised—hell, who wouldn't? But she agreed, and as soon as she did, I felt a strange sense of relief and regret.Why didn't I say anything about the ride she rejected? Or maybe
Madrileno's POV "Haha.. that whore couldn't even wait till morning." I laughed hard and scrambled out of bed. I must say, I enjoyed my time with her last night however I had no intentions of carrying out her request; that was unless she did something more...exciting. I had intended to tell her that this morning but she didn't wait. Well, that leaves it till she comes next time. I wore my pants and walked out of the room only to be met by my right-hand man waiting by the doorstep. "What do you want, Barrio? Isn't it too early for you to follow me around?" I queried feeling a bit irritated. "I'm sorry, boss. I just wanted to make sure you were okay," Barrio replied, his face etched with worry which made me burst into laughter. What was he thinking? That Natalia had done something to me? I patted his shoulders and looked him in the eye. "Once bitten, twice shy my friend. There is no way I'm taking the bait again." I reassured him walking away. "Buongiorno il capo dei capi," my boys
GABRIEL'S POVI slammed my fist on the conference table, my face red with anger "How could you be so incompetent? You knew the deadline was today and you're telling me the project is still weeks away from completion?""Sir, we encountered an unexpected_""Unexpected? You always have excuses! I'm not paying you for excuses. I pay you for results," I snarled."But sir, maybe we could_""No, I don't want to hear it. You all are just a bunch of underperformers. Get out. Get out of my sight!" I yelled, releasing all the rage I had suppressed since last night.Today was supposed to be a conference meeting with the team members who had been working on a project for months. Addressing the issue calmly would have offered a solution, but I couldn't help it. Now, they were all packing their stuff and exiting the room."Arrrrrghhhh" I groaned in remorse. What would they think of me? It was quite rare for me to lose my cool. But Natalia... Yes, that she-devil dared to threaten me with scandalous v
Adrian'S POV"Mr. Ortega, is there anything wrong with the agreement? I can assure you, it's been carefully reviewed and proofread. You can sign it at your convenience." I gave a smug smirk as Pedro tried unsuccessfully to convince me.The usual steadiness faltered in his eyes shifted, and he couldn’t quite hold eye contact, with his gaze skittering to the side before snapping. The faltering of his gaze caused me to believe he was already starting to feel I knew something."You're right. There are no blunders or mistakes present," I replied with a flat tone, my gaze hardening as I added, "but one thing I'm trying my best to understand is why you're trying to make me take the fall for your dirty acts.""Huh... Mr. Ortega, I see you're getting it wrong. Mr. Alvarez wants you to be a major shareholder in the company. The agreement says you'll get all the old man's shares and also contribute to the company by affiliating BianCo Innovation with Santoria Industries," Pedro stuttered with ti
Miguel's POVI stood in front of the Madrileno family's gangster territory, where the name was inscribed on a sign. Adrian and I were old acquaintances of the leader, but we hadn't been in contact with him for a long time.I ran my fingers through my hair as I recalled the discussion with Adrian the previous night when we decided on this course of action."Adrian, my dad is sick. He was poisoned by his trusted advisor, who is now the acting CEO of his company" I had disclosed to him.He had scolded me, saying, "Aren't you the heir of your father's company? It would be best if you were the one in that seat. You can't keep running away from your responsibilities forever. You need to take over the company and have your revenge.""That's why I returned to Spain, but I need your help." I had pleaded.Nobody knew my father had a child with another woman. My mother had died during childbirth, and I was raised outside of the family, but with my father's support and care. He didn't discard me d
Natalia's POVThreatening Gabriel was the right thing to do. I just couldn't imagine him divorcing me and being with my sister. The thought alone made my blood boil.Gabriel was already gone by the time I woke up. He must have wanted to avoid me after the previous night, but he wouldn't for long.A naughty thought popped into my head. I took a sip of my coffee and stood up from the dining table. With a new goal in mind, I trotted up the stairs and into my room.I was still in my night dress, so I pulled it off and stepped into the bathroom. I turned the shower faucet to make the water warm before letting it trickle down my body.I turned to take a look at the mirror on the wall and noticed the hickeys that gave me away. It made me cringe in disgust. I wanted to get it off my body so I reached out for a sponge and scrubbed my skin vigorously until it turned red. I wanted to wash away all the marks and reminders of Mad from my body.My scrubbing seemed to achieve little to nothing except
Adrian's POVThe silence in the room was awkward from the moment I asked Pedro a question. He had a weird expression on his face as he looked at me. Suddenly, he clutched his stomach and released a thunderous laughter that shook the room.A few seconds later after he had had a good laugh, he wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes and folded his arms, crossing his legs on the sofa."I must say, Mr. Ortega, you have a great sense of humor," Pedro uttered with sarcasm."What makes you think so?" I asked with the same tone, frequently glancing at Joyce to see if she was fine.Pedro chuckled slightly and sighed. "Everyone knows that whore didn't give the old man a child before dying from that miserable illness. I can see you are pulling out all the tricks from your hat to distract me and stall for time for you and your lover here, then you've disappointingly fallen short of the expectations."A faint smirk tugged at the corners of my mouth as his words kept replaying in my mind. It was
Joyce's POVEverything felt off the moment we stepped into BianCo Innovation. I mean, I could not deny the thick, undeniable, and palpable tension that hung in the air. Tension so thick you could slice through it. The energy of the place was very unsettling. It was overwhelming, almost suffocating but Adrian's voice had somehow managed to soothe and calm my nerves.I wasn’t so naive to think things wouldn’t get a bit messy, judging from the fake smiles and shifty looks. I, however, never expected to be plunged into this head-on. This had turned into mad chaos; a debacle and being dragged into this left me stunned.The past two years had been peaceful—just me, Rafael, and the nanny. I hadn’t asked for this mess, didn’t want to be part of it. Yet here I was, tangled in something far bigger than I ever imagined.This was not what I signed up for. When I woke up this morning, I never imagined my day would turn out this way. I just needed to get through it—then I’d take it straight to my b