* Pervertido: Pervert
Gabriel's POVI couldn't stop smiling gleefully as I watched Natalia go about her morning activities, humming a song known to her alone. She had arrived home last night, and had thankfully gone to bed without causing any scene.It could only mean she hadn't noticed the glitch in the system after Ivan had found a way to manipulate the cameras she installed in my office. Now,she wouldn't even notice when I leave the office,or stay out for too long.A light tap on my shoulder cut short my musings."Gabby, are you okay?" Natalia's voice rang in the silence.I nodded in reply. "Yes.""Are you sure? I know that look very well. Is there something I need to know? Are you hiding something from me my love?" she probed further."There's nothing, Natalia. I'm just thinking about how good today is going to be," I replied, trying to mask my excitement. “ Birds are chirping excitedly, the sun is shinning brightly and the wind is humming a beautiful tune.”She looked at me with deep skepticism. "Don
Elizabeth's POVThe previous incidents from the blind date kept replaying in my mind as I stood in the middle of the garden, enjoying the cool breeze, which soothed and comforted my aching heart.Javier had ensured he got rid of everything that might remind me of the pains, but it was inevitable. I didn't want to forget. I wanted to feel the pain, so it served as a reminder and fueled my resolve for revenge."Madame, breakfast is ready," came a female voice behind me, and I turned to respond."Wait a little bit, Jimena. Javier is on his way," I said. I want to have breakfast with him.""Okay, madame," Jimena replied with a bow.I gazed piercingly at her as she walked away. Though skeptical about getting a maid, I didn't know what I needed to do to ensure my well-being. Now, I was weighing the possibility of her being one of my pawns and allies, just like Javier.The doorbell ringing snapped me out of my thoughts, and moments later, Javier walked in."Elizabeth, how are you?" He asked
Joyce's POVThe day of the celebratory party crept up surprisingly fast. It took me almost an hour to select a suitable dress for the occasion. Even Rafael kept staring at me like I was a stranger.It was my first gathering in two years, so I needed to look my best. After much consideration, I finally settled for a navy blue tailored A-line dress with a fitted bodice and flared skirt that hit just above the knees. It had cap sleeves for added coverage.I slipped on my heels and grabbed a designer bag I had kept in my possession for a long time. I had purchased it with my money, so it felt comfortable to use.Standing in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness."Yay, mommy, you look pweddy," Rafael complimented in his tiny voice, pointing at me with his chubby fingers.I turned to look at him. "I do?""Yeth, mommy," he replied, jumping up and giggling excitedly.I carried him up, kissing him lightly on his cheek."Thank you, darling," I whispere
Joyce's POV"Thank you, sir," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. I could tell my face was red because of the heat washing up from my neck. I couldn't believe I was blushing at a harmless compliment."You should get back to your table," Adrian said, pulling me from my trance. Embarrassment washed over me as I realized I’d been standing there staring at him for far too long.I walked back to my seat, cross-checking, proofreading, reviewing—anything I could do to keep myself busy until 12 p.m. I glanced occasionally at him, only to find his face buried deep in the documents on his table.'Rafael's father,' I said inwardly. It was such an irony—the same man Rafael was pestering me about. I felt the urge to walk to him and slap him in the face for forgetting me and leaving me alone with our child, but it wasn't going to make any sense.If I'd really wanted him to know, I should have mentioned it the first day I stepped into his office for the job interview.A knock on the door sn
Adrian's POVRecalling the scene of Daniel winking at Joyce infuriated me a lot. I never knew those two had gotten that close. I had been on the verge of losing my cool for a moment.The unexpected buzzing of my phone on the desk jolted me from my enraged thoughts. I glanced at the screen— Miguel. He had insisted on taking my mom out on a shopping spree in my place, and I could only pray everything was going smoothly. A sigh escaped my lips as I answered, hoping there wasn’t a problem.At first, I was annoyed, but I gradually accepted it since he wasn't a stranger, and I could have enough time to focus on my work.I slid the green button and answered the call."Hello, Miguel. How can I help you?" I asked, thinking my mother was giving him trouble with her obsession with buying clothes."Adrian, there's a problem," Miguel replied, his voice trembling.Fear, worry, and panic surged through me, and I leaped from my seat and walked to the large glass window."What problem, Miguel? Spill
Natalia's POVI felt the urge to groan in frustration as I watched Ligia choose more items from the mall. It had been four hours since we got to the boutique, and she still claimed not to have gotten what she wanted. Even the guards helping her carry the items were already tired but couldn't express their feelings.My mind returned to the scene I had met at the Lopez mansion when Gabriel dropped me off. It was definitely an argument, but they brushed it aside, saying it was just a play fight, which I didn't believe.There was something wrong with those two, but I had decided to mind my business."Nat, come help me check out this dress," Ligia called, jolting me out of my thoughts.I approached her to examine the red vintage gown in her grasp. The dress was beautiful and I wanted it for myself, but I had to compromise to avoid a fight."It's beautiful. You should take it," I advised her, smiling perfunctorily."Alright," She replied, throwing the dress at one of the bodyguards. Luis wa
Adrian's POV"I'm here now; you'll be fine," I whispered softly to my mum, squeezing her hand gently before turning to the woman, giving her a hard time. "What's my mother's offense?""Oh, she's your mother?" The woman scoffed. "Too bad. Your mother is a cheat!""What did you say?" I inquired through gritted teeth, clenching my fists to keep my fury in check."You heard me," she snorted. I saw a dress and wanted to purchase it, but she had the nerve to grab it."I smiled subconsciously. "So, what you're trying to accuse my mom of is buying a dress she picked before you did, am I right?""Yes, that dress was mine in the first place," she barked.Her gestures were hilarious, but I wasn't in the mood to laugh or play games with her. Obviously, she wasn't aware of who I was, meaning she must have strong backing and not care about people she belittles."What's your name?" I inquired.She smiled broadly and replied. "Emma Garcia, the lawfully wedded wife of Alejandro Garcia, the CEO of Cruz
Joyce's POV"Hey, Joyce. You're here," a male voice called, prompting Michelle and me to glance in his direction."Daniel," Michelle whispered with a frown on her face, watching as he approached us."Do you know him?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Michelle nodded affirmatively with a snort. "Who doesn't know the number one flirt in Santoria Industries? He's good at winning the hearts of the ladies. I almost fell for him once. Thank God I was warned before I did.Michelle's answer surprised me, but then I wasn't shocked. I had a hunch he was familiar with the ladies."Joyce, why are you late?" Daniel asked as soon as he got to us."Well, we got caught up in something," I replied.For some reason, I noticed he avoided eye contact with Michelle; they both were.Did the two have a history together?If they did, I would get the full gist of it after the party.Talking about the party, I had a lot of questions on my mind, and Daniel seemed like the right person to answer them."