* Si si! ¡Por supuesto!: Yes yes! Of course!
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
Elizabeth's POV "Jimena, come clear the table. I'm done," I called, standing up from the dining table and hoping she had heard me. Jimena rushed out of the kitchen and bowed. "I'm sorry, Miss. Goméz. I was_" "It's Miss. Rodriguez to you now," I corrected, cutting her off. "I'm sorry, Miss Go... I mean, Miss. Rodriguez," Jimena apologized. "I'll clear the table. Do you need anything?" "Good, because I'm leaving right now," I revealed, dropping a wad of Pesos on the table. "Get more groceries. I'm sure we'll be needing them." "Yes, madam. I was going to ask," Jimena replied, smiling. I watched her carefully do her job for a minute before walking towards the stairs. I hopped on the stairs and got to my room, pushing the door gently. I had paid a brief visit to my lawyer immediately after I visited the prison. Javier was skeptical about it, but it wasn't his business. He didn't even try to stop me, which filled me with a quiet sense of satisfaction. Changing my name was just the f
Joyce's POVI stood before the impressive Santoria Industries building, owned by the man who had captured my undivided attention for the first time in two years.The innocent Rafael cradled in my arms was seemingly oblivious to everything but the beauty of the world around him, his eyes darting curiously around. As agreed, I was taking him to Adrian today. He already had his face cap on to get to the office without anyone noticing who he really was.I walked briskly into the building, my lips curved into a nervous smile."Good morning," I hurriedly greeted the receptionist barely topping to wait for a response as I headed straight to Adrian's office.I rushed into Adrian's private elevator and sighed in relief. For the first time, I felt the benefits of having a separate elevator from others and being among the few privileged to use it.I arrived at the top floor, and the smile on my lips immediately vanished.Standing there was Daniel, deep in conversation on his phone. His expression
Adrian's POV"Daddy, I like you," Rafael exclaimed, stunning me. I was definitely not expecting that on our first official introduction.Calling me daddy alone was enough to melt my heart. Now, little man here said he liked me. I didn't even have the best response to give, but one thing I knew for sure was how much I was going to spoil him, love him, and protect him. Money wasn't a problem."Daddy likes you too," I heard Joyce reply on my behalf.I smiled thankfully at her and shifted my gaze to Rafael. "Yes, mommy is right. Daddy likes you a lot.""Yay!" Rafael bounced happily on my lap. Unexpectedly, he placed a kiss on my right cheek and covered his face with his hands, shying away.Then, to my surprise, he leaned over and planted a small, sweet sloppy kiss on my right cheek. In that instant, I felt my whole world stop. My heart melted, a wave of love and emotion surging through me. I felt a tinge of anger and jealousy at how much I had missed in my son's life. The little milestone
Natalia's POVIt's been three days since I visited the club, but the stomach discomfort I got from that day lingered, refusing to ease up. It has persisted ever since then. No amount of medication seemed to help—in fact if anything at all, it felt like it got only worse.Every now and then, I found myself running to the bathroom to retch my guts out. My stomach was almost empty, but I couldn't eat anything as the thought of food made me queasy.The constant dizziness made things worse. I was fed up, exhausted, and desperately thinking of a solution that would bring me some relief.My stomach rumbled relentlessly until I felt another wave of bitter bile pushing up my throat. I jumped off the bed and bolted into the bathroom just in time.Kneeling before the toilet with my head bent forward, I released all the content left in my stomach. After I was done, I let out a loud cry, sitting helplessly on the cold marble floor."Juro que estaré muerta pronto, ¡estoy agotada! ¡Madre mía! This is
Gabriel's POV "The operation was successful," Miguel announced with a sigh of relief, and my heart leaped for joy. "Does that mean they're on their way?" I questioned, my heart beating erratically with a strange mix of joy and dread. Miguel nodded affirmatively. "Yes, they are. The culprits are on their way to the station too. Why do you seem so... uneasy?" "It's nothing," I lied, my voice barely above a whisper. "I guess I'm just so happy that we came out on top." That was a big lie. The truth was I wasn't ready to see them. Not Joyce. Not Adrian. Not even Rafael. The thought of facing them, of seeing Joyce’s eyes—eyes that once held so much love but now only reflected betrayal—made my stomach churn. I wanted to be as far away as possible. Meeting me might ruin her newfound happiness and I didn't want that to happen. I wanted her to be happy while erasing every memory of me in her head. I had caused her so much pain. I had been a shadow cast over her past; I refused to b
Adrian's POV"We are?" Torres questioned, his face etched with shock as he stared at my computer screen with keen eyes. "How's that even possible?""Story for another day," I said dismissively, looking out the window. "It seems the men I demanded for are on their way. We should head there too.""Wait a minute," Torres raised a finger to stop me. "I think someone is coming heading our way."As if on cue, a shadow emerged from the dimly lit alleyway. Madrileño stepped into view, his dark clothing blending with the night, his tanned skin faintly illuminated by the passing streetlights. His expression was unreadable, but his purposeful stride spoke volumes."Why are you here?" I questioned with much curiosity in my voice and a frown on my face. "I thought we agreed on you leading the men.""I am leading them," Madrileno replied confidently. "I just came to let you know of something so that you can be prepared.""What's that?" I asked, refusing to beat around the bush. "Spill it out, so yo
Adrian's POV"Then we go after him," I said. "Let's head to the airport now!"Torres nodded, already speaking into the radio.He cocked his gun. "Time to end this."With that, We all rushed back and jumped into the van, peeling off into the night.I picked up the radio and connected to Miguel."Keep us posted. We're heading to the airport now," I stated."If we don't catch up with him now, we won't be able to find Joyce and Rafael," Torres sighed, revealing the bitter truth, his voice laced with discomfort and urgency as he looked out the window. "It might take years to find them if we lose this opportunity.""Positive thoughts and words only, Torres," I scolded, calling him by his name for the first time. I was annoyed with Daniel's close escape. I still hadn't come to terms with the fact that he had betrayed me after so many years of service to Santoria Industries.The fact that he knew everything about Rafael and Joyce meant he had been working with the enemy for years. Who knows? H
Lionel's POV"Ugh... You don't have to be so timid with me. I know what women like you are capable of," I scoffed, hoping for a reaction.Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She jus sat here like a statue. I cast her a side glance.She was sitting next to me with a stiff posture and a face void of any emotions. After my men caught her trying to escape, it was as if an icy shell had formed around her. She hardly spoke and rarely reacted to anything I said or was happening around her. Her questioning had ceased, and I couldn't predict her next move.It was disturbing. I exhaled through my nose, unsatisfied. Was she planning something? Had she truly accepted her fate? The fire in her eyes had become dull and unreadable. Her facial expression was indifferent like she had accepted her fate. I hated it. I wanted her to rebel against me. It was much more pleasurable that way. Her facial expression was indifferent like she had accepted her fate.Save for the small hum of the engine and the regu
Adrian's POV"You both made mistakes. You're both in the wrong," I rebuked. "You should work on yourselves instead of taking your anger out on each other. Don’t know how you plan to fix this mess, but remember—we’re all in this together. Whether you like it or not, we have a common goal."The room fell to a heavy silence. Gabe let his breath out in a slow hiss as he leaned against the warm sheets of the bed. Madrileño ran a hand over his face, still breathing sharp and unevenly. Part of me did think their little fight was somewhat amusing, but I needed to be the voice of reason here. I had to be the mature one."I'm sorry," Gabriel mumbled. Everyone turned to him in shock. Gabriel was not one to apologize. "I'm sorry I killed your child. I shouldn't blame you for my mistakes. I should have never gotten married to that bitch, and I'm going to keep on regretting it for the rest of my life."Madrileño’s jaw tightened, hands flexed at his sides. His lips parted as if he wanted to argue
Adrian's POVHaving this innate ability to sense danger, or detect a person's aura, is part of being a shrewd businessman, which not everybody could understand save the people concerned. It was an instinct sired from long years of high-stakes negotiations and betrayals, something that most people just wouldn't understand unless they lived in this world.Gabriel had it. So did I.And right now, every alarm inside me was going off as I watched him stare Madrileño down, his body rigid with restrained fury.The cell's air was thick with unsaid words and stress. Gabriel could already tell something was off with Madrileno. I could sense their mutual hostility suffocating the air between us.Madrileño was standing stiff, his jaw clenched tightly and Gabriel was seated on the edge of his bed with fingers tightly clenched into fists. Well, whatever their issues were could be sorted out after everything had been settled."So what exactly is it you found?" I asked, my expectant gaze fixed on Iva
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 t