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
Joyce's POVTime seemed to fly by, and before we knew it, it was closing already."Pick Rafael up and meet me in the parking lot. I'll be waiting for you" Adrian ordered before leaving the office. He wanted to remain discreet, and so did I.The incident from my first day, the one that got the former secretary fired was still fresh in my memory. There was no way I was going to draw any unwanted attention to myself.I gathered my thoughts and took deep breaths to calm my nerves. I packed my bags and walked out of the office, locking the door behind me.Rafael was ready to leave by the time I got to the daycare center. I carried him and picked up his bag when I felt a little tug on my shirt."What is it, darling?" I inquired, confused by the frown on his face."Where's daddy?" he asked with a cute pout."He's waiting for us outside," I replied, smiling wryly.A part of me wasn't happy with the way Rafael was getting so close to his dad, but it didn't matter, as long as he was happy."Does
Adrian's POVI was trying hard not to look at Joyce. Just inhaling the lingering scent of her perfume triggered emotions and made me have thoughts I never had before.I must admit, she was breathtakingly beautiful. ¡Cielos! She was undeniably stunning! I took a quick look at my son. Just take a look at how our perfect and exceptional genes birthed such a beautiful child with special attributes.When I spoke coldly to her, I couldn't help but cuss at myself. Maybe it was because she apologized for Rafael's actions, which I honestly was not bothered by. I felt bad, but I didn't know the right words to say.Arriving at the mall, I had the idea of showing off, but the shrill voice of that stranger pissed me off.I intended to show off and impress Joyce, Rafael, and even the workers at the mall when we got there however the remarks made by this uncouth lady annoyed me greatly."Who gave you the order to close the mall?" a female voice yelled."Let's go," I said to Joyce, leading the way.A
Joyce's POVLigia had always known how to bring out the worst in people. Her remarks had pierced me deeply in the heart, and I had no intention of forgiving her. My pained heart was cold and unyielding. I glanced at Rafael, then at Adrian, blushing hard.She had actually called Adrian my man. It sounded pleasing to the ears, but it was just wishful thinking on my part. I wasn't even close to his type. Just because I had a child for him didn't make us a couple."What would you like to do, Joyce?" Adrian whispered into my ears."Let the police take her, so she learns her lesson," I declared with an unwavering gaze.I was done letting people trample upon me. Ligia could lose her fiancé, but I didn't give a rat's behind. Nobody did when Gabriel cheated on me with my sister."Hmph... Good choice," Adrian muttered, turning to the manager. "Have you called them?""Yes, boss. They should be here any minute now," the manager replied. He had barely settled when the blaring wail of sirens envelo
Javier's POV"Keep following them," Elizabeth ordered the driver, who obeyed and trailed after the Maybach from a safe and undetectable distance. We kept going at a slow pace until the Maybach halted, and a woman holding a blond-haired child stepped down from the car."Joyce Sanchez," Elizabeth muttered, her voice barely above a whisper as she peeked slightly through the now barely open window. "So, this is where she lives?""Yes, ma'am. She lives here with her son," the man driving replied.He was the investigator Elizabeth had hired to track Adrian's movement. He had also gathered information regarding Adrian's personal assistant for us. I must say, I was surprised. Adrian's manner of interaction with her ever since they got to the mall, had my suspicious radar flying higher than a kite.What stunned me the most was the child with them. Were those two a couple? Was that boy Adrian's son?The probability of receiving positive answers was quite high. Everyone knew how mysterious that m
Joyce's POV"Did he really stare at me like that or was it just my imagination?" I asked myself as I made dinner in the kitchen. The scene of Adrian pulling me into his embrace kept replaying in my head. I just couldn't get it off my mind no matter how hard I tried.First, he called me his woman; now, he was unabashedly flirting with me. I guess I would have to talk things out with him the next day to avoid misunderstanding.But,why was my heart beating so wildly?....A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts."Who could it be?" I muttered to myself. I walked out of the kitchen, straight to the living room and glanced at the wall clock- it was 9pm already. "For safety and security, I had a strict rule of keeping my door locked from this time until morning. Tonight was no different so I decided to ignore it.I turned to head to Rafael's room,when another knock caused me to halt. It was louder this time and I couldn't ignore it anymore. Maybe it was Adrian... Wait, why was I even think
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