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
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