The Nightmare
Luisa's POV "You never listen to me" Christina yelled, her voice echoing off the water and her face etched with anger. "You always think you're right." I stood by the poolside, the dim light staring down at my skin as I stared at my beloved sister's angry face. "Aren't you going to say anything?" She continued, her tone harsh and unrestrained. "You're one of the most sought-after TV personalities and models in the entertainment industry. Tell me what's stopping you from helping me climb the ranks. I can move up easily with you as my sister." It seemed my silence tipped her off. A mix of guilt and regret surged through my body, but my decision was final. "I'm sorry, Christina, but if you want to make it in the entertainment industry, you'll have to work for it yourself; just like I did" I declared, taking a step towards her. "Let's not fight over this." I tried to reach out to her, but she swatted my hands away and took several steps backward. "You're lying, Luisa" She spat, her eyes blazing with anger. "I'm pretty sure you slept your way through. No one believes you don't have a backer. Everyone talks about how you mingle with those directors at the peak of the industry." "That's not true" I protested, feeling a pang of hurt and frustration. "You were there when I had to go without sleep for days to perfect my fluency and steps. Don't pretend like you know nothing about the sacrifices I made for the both of us." "Ugh... I'm done listening to your excuses. You can go to hell for all I care" Christina scoffed and turned away, she walked towards the pool edge and made to turn again, but something crazy happened - she lost her balance and fell into the pool. I watched in horror, my body frozen, as I watched my sister struggle to stay afloat. How stupid I was to have forgotten that she couldn't swim. I ran towards the pool and grabbed her hands. "Hold on, Christina. Don't let go." "I hate you!!" She cursed, and instantly, her fingers slipped and she fell deeper into the pool. "Nooooo!!!!" I screamed, my voice cracked with terror. But it was too late; Christina was gone forever. My eyes snapped open, my chest heaved as I gasped for air. I was drenched in cold sweat, and the bedsheets were wrapped around my legs. "No, not again" I growled in frustration. It was that terrible nightmare again. The death of my sister kept hunting me over and over again, every time I closed my eyes to sleep. It worsened to the extent that I had to find comfort in valium to cure my insomnia. I swung the sheets off my legs, jumped out of bed, and rushed to the switch on the wall. Switching on the light, I let out a deep sigh of relief. Yes, I was claustrophobic. How the lights got turned off, I couldn't explain. I buried my face in my palm, wondering why that terrible nightmare kept coming back despite the numerous therapy classes I had to attend. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I rushed to grab it from my bedside table and opened the screen. "Shit!" I cursed, seeing the name of my manager displayed on it. "Get your butt down here right now" it read. Glancing at the table clock, I finally realized I was already late for work. I was getting an earful. Casting my problems aside, I freshened up hastily and chose my work outfit; a pair of blue jeans, a white turtle neck, and black boots. I chose a pair of sunglasses to match and went ahead to put on my makeup. What baffled me was how my dark circles kept getting detected, even after the makeup. "Hmm... Get yourself together, girl" I encouraged myself and stepped out of the room. Soon, I got to the garage where my car was parked and hit the road. I drove at a high speed, almost breaking the traffic rule. Thankfully, I got to my workstation without getting stopped by a cop or a road marshal. The Spotlight Desk. That was the exact name inscribed on the towering structure gazing down on me. With a deep sigh, I walked into the building and as usual, acted oblivious to everyone around me. "She's such a snub" I heard someone say. Yeah. I won't disagree with her. I was a total snub. I withdrew completely from the social circle when my sister died, and only communicated with people on work-related matters. I passed through the elevator and arrived in front of my manager's office. I knocked lightly and got the answer right on time. The door creaked open and I walked in. The middle-aged man was sitting behind his desk with his piercing gaze lingering on me. "Good morning, Mr. Torres" I greeted meekly, keeping my gaze to the ground. "What's good about the morning, Miss. Fernanda? You're late!" He snapped. "I want those glasses off." I took them off immediately to avoid another boring hour of his lecture on how arrogant I had become. "Another nightmare, huh?" He asked with a low voice. My dark circles ratted me out for the umpteenth time. Oh, I forgot to mention that Mr. Torres was the one who helped me hide my sister's death from the public. Why? Because the CCTV footage of the incident made it look like I had killed her myself. We both had our careers to protect, so we saw that as the best solution. "Yes," I muttered, my voice barely audible. "When last did you attend the therapy class I recommended for you?" He probed. "Three weeks ago" I replied guiltily. "It wasn't helping, so I stopped." Mr. Torres sighed. "It's alright. Well, I have a celebrity I wanted you to interview, but I think you'll have to sit this one out. Go home and rest, or you can go visit that fiancé of yours." My heart leaped for joy the moment I heard those last words. I decided to go see him instead of going straight home. "I can't believe you proposed to him yourself" Mr. Torres grumbled. "What tips me off the most is you spending your entire savings on that trip to the Maldives you traveled on last month? That money could have gotten you a villa in Lake View." "Well, it's love, Mr. Torres" I snorted, turning to leave. "You should find love too, and stop pestering those in relationships." "You!" He yelled, but I had already walked out of his office. Soon, I hit the road. My next stop was my fiancé's office.Caught in the actLuisa's POVI met a young lady sitting behind the receptionist's desk by the time I arrived at the company. She wasn't the same person I often see."Welcome, young lady. How can I help you?" She asked with a smile, her tone polite and firm."Is Mr. Sanchez in? I came to see him" I replied.She sized me up and inquired. "Do you have an appointment with him or is he expecting you?""No, he isn't" I replied, taking a deep breath. "You know, this isn't the first time I'm coming here to see him. I'm his fiancee."Her mouth widened in disbelief as she stared at me in shock."You're Luisa Fernanda, the model and TV personality everyone's talking about" She gasped in shock, giggling in excitement. "I'm so sorry. I didn't recognize you because of your sunglasses. You're welcome... We....""Can I see him now?" I asked, cutting her off.She nodded her head vigorously. "Definitely. I'm sorry for wasting your time. I'm sure you know where his office is or would you like me to sho
Flash MarriageAdrian's POV"Who's that lady running on the highway? Doesn't she know she could get hit? Thankfully, the traffic light turned red" My driver and personal assistant blabbered on and on as we waited for other vehicles to move.I exhaled heavily, fed up with hearing his voice. If it wasn't for my main driver who took a sick leave, the blabbermouth wouldn't be here disrupting my peace of mind."Shut up, Miguel" I ordered, adjusting the business magazine in my hands. "Eyes on the road.""I'm sorry, Sir, but she looks like a damsel in distress" Miguel continued.I decided to see the lady that got him running his mouth, only to be astonished by the sight. She was indeed a damsel in distress. Compared to those ladies who looked ugly when they cried, she seemed prettier."Park the car, Miguel" I demanded, feeling the need to help her."Huh... Why?" Miguel questioned, his face etched with confusion.I snorted. "You don't want her dying, do you?""No, I don't" He shook his head.
RegretLuisa's POV"What in heaven's name did I do to myself?" I gasped in bewilderment, running my fingers through my long brown hair.It's been hours since that stranger dropped me off, and I haven't stopped staring at the marriage certificate in my hand.I desperately felt the urge to hit my head against a wall or smash it against a stone as memories of my actions from the roadside to the courthouse resurfaced. Stupid was an understatement of how I felt."Gosh, I can't believe I got married to a stranger!" I exclaimed, and pulled my hair out, gritting my teeth in pain.I couldn't even recall the man's name nor could I spare a second to check the marriage certificate. I knew it was written in it, but I just didn't care."To hell with you, Diego, and your slutty assistant" I cursed and almost bit my tongue.That traitor was the reason why I was in this mess in the first place. Still, I couldn't believe I lost my cool. Now, what I needed to worry about was how to get out of this dile
ThreatsAdrian's POVI sat in the car, waiting patiently for Miguel to get done with the brief introduction, but it seemed he was taking things too far. I had to stop him.The expression on her face when she set her eyes on me was indeed priceless. Astonished at the way she looked at me, I couldn't help but wonder if she had thought it was all going to pass away like that.If she had thought so, then she was dreaming and needed to wake up. As the prideful man that I was, I sauntered right to where my assistant stood."Hello, Mrs. Gonzalez" I greeted, emphasizing the name so she could realize what she had gotten herself into.Her silence made the atmosphere awkward, and a moment passed before I realized that we weren't going to make any progress if I didn't take the first step."Miguel" I called, walking towards the door and pushing it open. "Let's go in.""Alright, sir" Miguel replied and followed me in.It was then she snapped out of her daze and tried to block our path, but it was a
Suspicions Luisa's POV Go to jail and ruin my whole career? No way! I'd rather stay married to him. He wasn't bad anyway; I was certain I would be fine. Still, I felt uncomfortable. I should have known rich men were hard to please. Can't believe I'm married to a stranger, because of my foolishness. "We're leaving now" I heard him declare, and my thoughts ended abruptly. "I beg your pardon?" I exclaimed. "You heard me" He smirked, and stood up. I took a step back and stuttered. "I... I'm sorry, but I have to pack." "Don't worry about that. I already have that in control" Miguel chipped in, his eyes on his phone and he typed on it. "I already texted someone to come help you with that." "But, sir...." I trailed off, seeing the angry look on his face. "What's it?" He walked up to me and grabbed my chin. Honestly, I hadn't seen that coming. He leaned forward and whispered into my ears, his breath hot. "You should know my name by now." "Huh...." The words stuck in my throat and
A trap Adrian's POV "What is it?" I asked sharply, annoyed by the interruption. One of the things I valued greatly was table manners. A fearful glint flashed through her eyes as she stuttered in reply. "My... My manager is at my house. How do I tell him I've moved out? If he finds out about this, my career is over." I exhaled heavily and dropped my cutleries on my plate. At one point, I shrugged. "You insisted on keeping our marriage secret, so you have to deal with it yourself." "What?!" Luisa exclaimed. "What are you saying? I'm not the one who insisted on moving in today?" "That's not my problem" I fired back. "I didn't force a ring on your finger." Luisa stood up abruptly and banged her fist on the table. Her cheeks were burning red with anger. She wanted to lash out but was probably short of words. "Have your seat and finish up your meal" I ordered. "You're not my father" She snapped and walked away, dashing to the stairs. My cutleries hung in midair as I sighed deeply.
His territoryAdrian's POV"You're making a big mistake, you know" I let out a deep scowl."Nah... This is a golden opportunity for me" Ortega retorted nonchalantly. "I had my men keep an eye out for your assistant. That was how I got to know you were coming. It's so stupid of you to have come here alone.""Well, I guess you still have that mentality of you being the most powerful" He added."And what's wrong with that?" I berated. "I'm undeniably the most powerful.""Not for long. I'll be taking that title away from you tonight" Ortega declared with a frosty voice, his eyes narrowed. "Have your seat."I remained adamant but had to comply when his men cocked their guns. I needed to make him have a little taste of victory before turning the tables. That way seemed interesting.I crossed my legs on the sofa and smirked. "Now, tell me, Mr. Ortega, what do you want?"The man chuckled amusingly and stood up. He walked to a desk and picked up a document. He walked back to me and dropped it
Chapter 9PrideLuisa's POV"Oh, no!" I exclaimed as my stomach grumbled for the umpteenth time.Thankfully, my manager had called to tell me he had left my apartment. I was relieved. His call had saved me the trouble of telling a lie.I rolled on the bed and punched the pillow to vent my anger. That silly man thought he could play me like a fool. I wanted to suck it up, but the worms in my stomach were uncooperative. I needed to snack on something, but my pride wouldn't let me leave the room, so I decided to get some sleep.A few minutes passed, and my eyes were still wide open. I lowered my so-called pride and jumped out of bed. I tried wearing my footwear but changed my mind instantly.I glanced at the wall clock and it was just five minutes past eight. I walked to the door and opened it, I peeped out to make sure no one was lurking around, before tiptoeing out of the room.Soon, I found myself at the dining table. It was already cleared up. The only option I had was to head to the
HopelessValerie's POVMy eyes shot open, and my chest heaved. Sweat beads trickled down my face as I tried to recall the details of the nightmare.Wait. Was it even a nightmare?"Oh, the princess is awake, huh?" A male voice whispered, his voice laced with mockery.At that moment, my senses woke up and my sharp gaze settled on the two men standing...No, they weren't standing. They were obviously kneeling before me. The two of them were shirtless, revealing the snake-like tattoos on their bodies. The one who spoke was blonde haired with grey eyes and a slender physique, while the second one had black hair with a touch of grey on it. His brown eyes was filled with mix of disdain and lewdness. His sturdy build was the most scary thing.What the hell was I doing with them?"Who are you guys? Where am I?" I questioned, my voice hoarse. A sharp pain shot through my head as I tried to put together the scattered pieces of images in my head. I couldn't help but wince in pain."Oh, she has a b
DisappearanceAdrian's POV"Tch... You bitch" I cursed, almost biting my tongue.I couldn't understand how we managed to bump into her without getting a warning from James.I shifted my gaze to Miguel. "What did he say?"Miguel shook his head slowly. "Nothing. He isn't responding.""If you're talking about the friend you left outside, he's probably dead by now" I heard Valerie say, and my blood boiled in anger."What do you mean?" I snapped.Valerie snickered. "Exactly what you heard. I already made plans just in case Jude and the waitress messed up. My men would have ambushed him by now. Now, back to our discussion. I have my terms and conditions."I frowned with a disturbance in my heart. "What terms?"Valerie smiled. "It's simple. You ditch that kitten, we get back together and you announce it to the world. Also, you help me get my company back."I was stupefied. "You're insane!" I snarled."I know" Valerie retorted. "Do you agree with my terms and conditions or are you going to re
TwistValerie's POVFlashback......"I hope that dirty waitress does her job perfectly well" I snorted, eyeing Levi suspiciously. I was still yet to understand why he decided to stick around after stating clearly that he wanted nothing to do with us anymore."She will" I heard Jude say. "She knows the consequences of failing.""Good," I stated, my eyes fluttering around the room we were in as I marveled at the scent of luxury. "How could she even afford this kind of suite in a club?"Jude chuckled. "She's the club owner's favorite and his bed warmer. What more can we expect?"She was already enjoying her boss, but it seemed her greed was insatiable. I mean, why else would she agree to my proposal?I laughed, shooking the thought of it off my mind. It was her business anyway. My only concern was to get what I wanted without mistakes."Good riddance" I smiled. "How many rooms do we have here?""Two" Jude replied curtly. "We've already prepared one for the mission. You can use the other
A Bomb DetonatorAdrian's POV"Don't forget we had a deal" Jude chipped in, glaring hard at the young lady. "One word from you, and you'll be dead."I smirked, studying her body response. "He's surrounded; he can't touch you. His words are just empty threats. Tell me the truth and I'll have you protected by my men till everything is over."The overwhelmed lady broke down in tears, her body trembling. "I... I.... don't know" She stuttered, falling to her knees.Javier was getting impatient. He walked up to her and cocked his gun, pointing it to her head. "You don't what?" He snapped. "Don't even try to scream or you'll be meeting your maker the second you do."The lady covered her mouth with her right hand, breathing heavily. Her body was drenched in sweat, and her skin was burning hot."Speak!" Javier barked, and the lady whimpered."I'll tell you" She stated. "But you have to promise to let me go. I'll pretend like nothing ever happened."I burst into laughter, stunned by her confid
The SearchAdrian's POV"She switched dresses with her" Javier stated the obvious, infuriating me further.I banged my fist against the wall, letting my anger control me. The next thing I did was to land a punch on the wall mirror, shattering it into pieces. I ignored the blood dripping from my knuckles and landed another blow on the next mirror."That's enough, Adrian. This is not the best way to solve this" Javier warned sternly.But I was too livid to listen. I swiftly threw a punch at him, but fortunately, he dodged. I didn't have enough time to withdraw my fist before he grabbed it and threw me a punch in the face."Get yourself together, man" He shouted in anger.I grabbed the sink and leaned on it for support."Shut the fuck up!" I cursed, spitting out blood. "I can't even find her. Who knows what they've done to her? How do I face her after this?""You're overwhelmed, Bro. I've never seen you like this" Javier revealed soberly. "You're forgetting it's a live video. They haven'
ImpersonationAdrian's POV"Where the hell is she?" I cursed silently, looking out for Luisa and the man she danced with. I couldn't believe my carefully mapped out plan to make sure she danced with someone we were familiar with failed woefully.As I searched for her, something kept tugging at my heart - the image of a lady behind a cat-like mask. The lady I danced with. We didn't exchange a word, but her smile kept me troubled.Who exactly was she?I felt a light tap on my shoulder, making me turn swiftly, on high alert."Chill, bro. It's me" Javier whispered. "I'm sorry that happened. I've checked everywhere but I can't seem to find her.""Tch..." I clenched my fist in anger. "What about the man she danced with?""Also nowhere to be found" Javier replied with a solemn voice.Instantly, my eyes caught sight of a familiar silhouette, dressed the same way I last saw her."Wow!" Javier exclaimed, staring at her. "Where did she go?"I ignored him, walking up to her. I grabbed her tiny ha
A SyringeLuisa's POV"Tch... Who made such a rule?" Adrian gritted his teeth in annoyance as he grumbled with a low voice. "This is the first time such is happening."I couldn't respond, because it was my first time attending a masquerade ball. I never really knew the rules.My eyeballs suddenly widened in realization.I turned to Adrian. "Who's the host?"He shrugged. "No one knows. There's a familiar signature on it; one that I'm used to. If not, we wouldn't be here.""Wow!" I exclaimed in amazement. It sounded daring but dangerous."Everyone get into position" The MC stated, signifying the commencement of the first dance. "Make sure to stand on the large blue flowers on the tile. It will help you guys maintain a reasonable distance."Blue flowers? Oh... There were imprints of blue and white flowers on the floor."Shouldn't we go join the others?" I asked, but Adrian squeezed my hand in reply."I won't let my wife dance with a stranger" He muttered.I read his lips, which left me
Dance PartnersLuisa's POV"You look stunning" Anna complimented with much sincerity, her eyes glittering with praises.She was indeed a top-notch make-up artist, who knew exactly what was good for her clients. I, myself, couldn't believe what I was seeing, my eyes fixed on the mirror."Of course, she looks stunning. It's my work of art" A sissy voice chipped in, full of pride.It was the fashion designer who helped with the dress fitting. Orlando, or what was he called? The guy couldn't just stop blabbering for a second. Nevertheless, I was grateful. Though the diamonds were too much, I still appreciated it.I didn't dare to think of reprimanding Adrian for spending his money on his wife. The masquerade ball was indeed not for the weak."Oh.. we have fifteen more minutes before the ball starts" Anna mentioned, her eyes on the wall clock. "The ride to the event center is five minutes."A knock on the door grabbed our attention. It was one of the maids in the mansion."Master demands f
A Dangerous JokeLuisa's POVThe tiny hope brewing in my chest turned to dust the moment the pervert pointed a gun at my belly. I was too young to die.Again and again, I kept falling into the hands of an enemy, and Adrian kept on being threatened, having to go the extra miles for my sake.Guilt washed over me as I watched them argue back and forth. I couldn't even summon the courage to make a sound, let alone speak out."Don't you dare try to hurt her" Adrian snarled."I will if you don't do as I say" Jefferson retorted."This is bullshit" A man standing next to Adrian cursed. "How dare you harass a woman? You haven't changed one bit.""And I'm guessing you're still that little kid who can't fight for himself" Jefferson fired back."You bet" The man replied."Enough!" Adrian commanded. "I'm done listening to your rambling. What do you want, Jefferson?"The pervert's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "I don't know who this woman is to you, but I know what I want.."A moment passed