Chapter 79Natalia's POVI really wished I could arrest the driver, but it was just that—wishes. I would definitely be questioned for visiting a gangster-infested area, so I decided to let him be. I took a slow and deliberate walk along the roadside.I wanted to ignore the fear creeping into my heart but couldn't. The last incident at Madrileno's place kept replaying in my head. The barking of a dog snapped me out of my thoughts, and I increased my pace.By the time I reached the building, the sun had already set. It took me great resolve to press the doorbell. I almost ran when I did, but my feet refused to move.A few seconds later, the door creaked open, and Barrio's face peeped out.His brows furrowed the moment he recognized me."Natalia, what are you doing here?" He bellowed."I came to see Madrileno," I replied defiantly, refusing to lower my pride.Barrio walked out and closed the door behind him as he sized me up."You came to see the boss?" He asked, his voice dripping with
Joyce's POV"Oh boy!" I exclaimed, yawning lazily.The weekend flew by surprisingly fast, and reality set in as work resumed. I forced myself out of bed and walked out of the room.I headed for Rafael's and pushed the door open. The little angel was still asleep."Raph, darling," I whispered softly, walking towards his bed. "Wake up, little bunny!"I was sure he heard me because he turned to face the other side of the bed while covering his ears."Rafael," I called again, this time with a high-pitched voice and a soft chuckle."Leave me alone," I heard him say. He pulled the blanket over his face."Don't do that," I scolded, pulling the blanket off his face.He pouted, clearly upset. "I want to shleep some more. Please, let me .""No, darling." I shook my head in disapproval. "We need to leave for work. You don't want Mommy to be late to work on Monday morning, do you?""No." He shook his head vehemently and smiled. His face suddenly lit up as he adjusted the blanket and sat up. "Do
Adrian's POV Joyce sounded strange. Was that worry I saw in her eyes or apprehension I sensed in her voice? Well, I didn't want to give it much thought, so I brushed it aside as just a my imagination. I mean, why would she?I decided to send a text to Ruiz before leaving to be doubly sure results were ready. Me: Is the paternity test result out? Ruiz: Yes, it came out this morning. You can come for it anytime from now. Reading the text, I felt a wave of satisfaction and slipped my phone into my pocket. I stood up and walked towards the exit. "I'm leaving, Miss Sanchez," I notified her.Joyce raised her head, and for a split second, our eyes locked. "Alright, sir. Drive safely," she replied, still steadily holding my gaze. Not even a blink from her but I couldn't help that sense of familiarity that washed over me for the umpteenth time. I quickly turned away. It was frustrating that I couldn't figure out the reason why I had such feelings whenever I tried to study her. I walked
Adrian's POV"Huh... No, mum. I don't recall," I said, feigning ignorance with the intention of paying her back in her own coin. "You never mentioned about them.""Oh?" she laughed nervously. "It must have escaped my mind."Her eyes gave me the you-will-pay-for-this glare, but I couldn't care less."It's nice to meet you, Adrian," a soft voice said, and I shifted my gaze to the supposed lady studying in Mexico.I simply nodded and reverted my gaze to my mom, who wasn't pleased with my response, nor was her so-called friend, Mrs. Sanz.My mom exchanged glances with her friend before looking at me."You know,I was actually surprised when Paula told me she doesn't have a boyfriend," she said."Oh, is that so?" I asked, trying to hide the sarcasm in my tone.My mom nodded affirmatively. "Yes, son. You know how rare it is to find a lady who doesn't have a boyfriend or a backer.""You're right." I nodded in agreement.The two friends exchanged glances again for the second time, and Paula see
Joyce's POV "We're home, darling," I declared when I stepped into my house with Rafael in my arms. Rafael didn't respond just as I wanted, which got me thinking. What was he upset about again? "My baby, did something happen today? Talk to me," I asked in a low voice, a mix of concern and apprehension surging through my body. He pouted and looked away, refusing to answer. "Rafael, I'm exhausted right now, so please don't stress me further. Tell me what's bothering you, " I asked, failing to curb my frustration. His face gradually morphed into a frown as he wriggled around, making it uncomfortable for me to cradle him. "Put me down," he demanded with a tiny scream. "Really? Is that what you want?" I asked but got no response. With a deep breath, I placed him on the couch and gave him one last look. The little brat was acting like I wasn't there anymore. "It seems we now have two grown-ups in the house," I laughed nervously. He sometimes acted like an adult, which made me wonder
Adrian's POVI wrapped my hands around her, holding her close as she sobbed. Her tears soaked through my shirt, warming my chest. Each sob sent waves of guilt over me and clutched my heart like a hangman's noose. What have I done? ¡No me lo puedo creer!"You don't have to go through the pain alone anymore. Let's face it together," I whispered, stroking her hair.It seemed my attempt to comfort her failed. Her wails increased, her fist clenched against my chest, as her fingers dug into my skin. As she wept, her body gradually relaxed into mine, making me feel her trust and vulnerability.The familiarity I had always felt from her presence was apparent now. Incidents from the night had awakened from the depth of my memories.I could finally recall everything that happened that night, from the casino to the hotel room.It made me wonder why I had forgotten in the first place.Was it because I had the habit of intentionally erasing the memory of every one-night stand I had? I made it a poi
Joyce's POVIt shocked me when I heard myself pouring my heart to him, telling him the entire truth. It was the first time in two years I had revealed something this personal about myself, maybe because I felt close to him or because I felt he was quite different. It was a relief. I felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off.Opening up old wounds made me recall my blissful moments with Natalia before I met Gabriel. I knew how wayward she was, but I loved her regardless. I knew very much about her reputation for being an unrepentant heartbreaker, but I had never expected that she would do the same to me.When I met Gabriel, Natalia seemed happy for me. Though, as time flew by, we grew apart. If only we were still communicating effectively like the times before I met Gabriel, maybe I would have sensed something between the two of them. The pain was long gone, but I wasn't going to trust anyone that easily ever again.Shifting my gaze to Adrian, I couldn't help but wonder about his re
Adrian's POVThe shocking discovery made within the last few hours and the clarification that followed kept me thinking about it over and over again. I had a two-year-old child I never knew about.Walking into the penthouse, I saw my mother pacing back and forth, her face etched with worry. She must have heard my footsteps because she instantly stopped, snapping her head in my direction, her eyes washed with relief and tension."Where have you been, Adrian? I've been worried sick" She exclaimed, rushing to me and cupping my face.I couldn't tell her the truth. Only God knew how much lashing Joyce and I would get when she found out our child."I had an emergency meeting to attend," I lied with a straight face, trying my best to avoid having eye contact with her."An emergency meeting?" she questioned, her brows furrowed in suspicion. "I thought you had a personal assistant who could attend meetings like that on your behalf.""Yes, mom, but this one required my presence," I insisted. "Be
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