[Dominic's POV]"Who were they, Dominic? I know you mentioned taking care of things, but I need the names. We can't say, they may have a boss out there who you might be unaware of. And the De Santos are always known for not leaving the job unfinished," Uncle Marc said.I knew he might grow slightly curious and might want the names. I tried getting answers from Sierra about what Adrian was up to, but that was useless in the end. I know there's something those two aren't letting me in on—something that could lead to both of their deaths.At least I know one fact: Adrian's wife wasn't an enemy, at least that's what I could tell from things, but the words don't change that she still proves to be a danger to Adrian. And for that, she is still a threat."I'm sure you trust my abilities, Uncle Marc. So you should know that I will never do anything that would harm our name and legacy," I replied.I watched him leave a nod. I felt at ease knowing that he bought my lies and left no further ques
[Adrain POV]“How did this happen, Damien? Just how…” I questioned. How was this possible?Dominic had just walked out with Sierra in his arms. Thankfully, I was able to get him not to let out any words to Uncle Marc, but what will I do when he does? That would mean my death for sure.“I have no idea how Adrian. All I heard was a gunshot only to find Dominic entering with a gun pointed at my head…” Damien replied.But how was that possible? Yet it was of no use knowing anymore. When Dominic had already figured out I was behind the kidnapping. A slight ease was left knowing he didn't know about the marriage agreement between Sierra and me yet. And I doubt he will be getting those words from Sierra herself, though I can’t risk it.“I need to return to the mansion now, Damien. Take care of things over here…” I said, turning as I paced to leave.“But is that a good idea?” Damien's words caused a pause.“Going back to the mansion after today’s incident, what if he tells Marc? Just what if
[Dominic POV]I watched as Elena let out a breath. Her words still seemed unable to find their way out. She placed the cup glass on the floor, her gaze rising to meet mine.“I know you may not believe me, but I hope you’ll still find my words true,” I heard her begin.“Just tell me what you have for me, and I will be the one to decide whether it’s worth believing or not,” I replied.Something told me that this must be about Adrian's secret doings. I mean, what else could it be? They were close friends, after all. Her being here all of a sudden, claiming to have something to tell me about him and Sierra, led me to believe it was some kind of secret Adrian chose to hide from me—possibly another one that could land him in trouble.“Before I speak, I'm quite sure you must have noticed it yourself... maybe signs or so,” she said.But why was she beating around the bush and refusing to get straight to the point? I had many things on my path, but I chose to be here, hoping her words would be
[Sierra POV]Finishing my bath, I stepped out of the room. I needed to freshen up for a moment and find some calm. A knock at my door caught my attention. "Come in," I said as I saw a group of ladies enter. They carried makeup instruments, and I could tell they were makeup artists. "But what were they doing here?" I wondered.They placed their makeup gadgets on the floor, and one approached me, giving a half-bow. "Good day, ma'am. We were hired to prepare you for the ceremony," she explained. But what ceremony?"What do you mean, and what ceremony?" I asked."It was an order from Marcellous, sir. That we get you ready for the Sohoe ceremony..." another explained.So, that explained their presence. The old man had chosen to carry out the ceremony today, the same day I had returned to the mansion without a second thought. The ceremony was what he wanted to happen next."Please, ma'am, can we proceed?" her words snapped me from my thoughts.As they opened the makeup gadgets, I witnessed
One side standing was Dominic, and the other was Adrian. Both eyes fixed on me."So wait, you're telling me that Uncle Marc decided to go on with the ceremony without even leaving a word? And now I'm finding out that my wife is the Sohoe of the De Santos now?" Adrian asked, breaking the silence that echoed."I don't think I need to remind you that I don't need your permission to act in my mansion," Marc snapped as all eyes turned to gaze upon him, making his way back. I had no idea where he had suddenly gone off to in the middle of the whole event."Uncle Marc, why would you..." Adrian wanted to say but paused at his words."Why would I what?" Marc cut in. This time, he had already arrived at my side. The old man who had carried out the ceremony, saying some weird words, walked up to Marc."It is completed. I have done my part. I shall take my leave now," he said, as Marc gave a greeting. "Thanks for your time, wise one." The old man gave a nod, leaving the mansion.The crowd present
I pressed my back against the wall as I watched that old man walk closer, playfully holding the pistol. My mind still wondered what he was planning on using it for. At least he wasn’t planning on killing me. Right?Dominic had asked to see him privately, and yet something about the way Dominic was glaring at me left a thought that maybe it was possibly about me. Now this made me wonder what he might have told Marc. Could it be some kind of secret, one that Marc saw as an offense?I tried turning to leave the basement only to find the door already locked. A gaze back at Marc as my breath seized, witnessing him already standing in front of me. My eyes flinched, expecting some sort of impact, but I felt nothing, which caused my eyes to open back."It's time you grow and become stronger. But first, take this," Marc said, handing over the pistol to me. But what did he mean by take? What did he intend I use a pistol for?My hands shivered as I tried grabbing the gun from Marc's grasp. His e
Who could have told Dominic? I mean, how did he find out? I know I should feel at ease that this wasn't about him finding out about my true identity, but this also was something I couldn't just let off so easily. First, he had figured out Adrian's plan, and now he knew that Adrian and my marriage was just a false pretense. Now I know why he didn't tell Marc about any of it—because Adrian was involved. If it was all about me, I was quite sure he would have spilled the beans. Dominic left the room after slamming the door at his back. "Now that he knows, what should I do?" I wondered in my thoughts. "But does Adrian also know that Dominic has figured it out? Oh, wait, Dominic mentioned talking to him about it, so that means he doesn't know either." I stepped out of the room, catching no sight of Dominic. I made my way to my room, entering as Adrian awaited my presence with those raging eyes. He approached me hastily. I felt a tight grasp on my hands as his eyes locked on mine in that
[Adrian's POV] Walking through the hall, I found myself unable to believe what Sierra had just told me in the room. The fact that Dominic now knows. But what lingered in my thoughts was Elena. I couldn't deny one word that left Sierra's mouth, but she couldn't, why would she? I had suspected her at first about the stranger who had called me. I can't possibly suspect her about Dominic knowing as well. But then, how? Just how did Dominic know? It can't just be a slip from nowhere; someone must have let the cat out of the bag. What if it was the same stranger? I mean, what if he had called Dominic up, blurting out everything he knew? But that wasn't possible either. Even though I wanted to kill this so-called stranger, I am quite sure he was smarter than to let Dominic know. At least he claims he wants to be my ally, if that is as true as he had said, though. Still lost in thoughts, I found myself standing right at Elena's doorstep. Finding myself here already, I thought, "Why not j
In that moment, I caught sight of a stranger walking up to Damarc side as he whispered something into his ears, which led to a change in his expression. I watched him leave a scan around the room as though he was searching for someone. His eyes brushed through my side, but I could feel a side of me hoping to hide from his gaze, but that wasn't of any use; that was just going to increase a side of suspicion. He had no idea who I was anyway and why I was here. Not long after, he stood up from his seat as the two men escorted him to a room. "Where is he heading to?" I wondered, thinking maybe he was already leaving. I surely couldn't allow that now. Taking some steps, I followed up his movement, leaving a scan back with my pistol slowly pointed out as my finger closed in on the trigger, ready to pull. I forced a push, entering the room in a hastened speed, only for it to turn out to be a hallway. The lights were red, making it hard to have a clear view. My pistol already pointed up a
[Dominic's POV]"So, tell me, Nate, you had stopped my steps back then, mentioning this same Sierra we have been searching for quite a long while... So, have you gotten her in control now? Where is she?" I asked.Even though i was yet to forget the issue with Adrian's wife and my men that i had brought from the club.I can still remember the silence that went through after one of them mentioned Adrian's wife's name. The same screeching tires sound...Yet, she claims not to know anything, but was I really right? That she was the one who killed them?I had my doubts, but should I then deny my men's last words? I had ordered some men to go in search of their bodies, tracing their cellphones to the last places where they called. The men caught no sign of any dead bodies, which only brought more doubts to my mind."She has been taken care of, boss. You don't have to worry about her..." I heard Nate utter, but did I just hear him wrongly? What does he mean by she has been taken care of?"Wh
I watched as Nate left the room. He had just received a call from Dominic. I had little idea of what they had discussed, but it seemed important, judging from Nate's expressions and the fact that he left no words or further questions before leaving the room.I sat down on the bed and watched the luggage."So this was it... I was going to take on this mission and leave for Las Vegas," I thought.With some minutes gone by, I stepped out of the room and walked down the stairs. Only to catch sight of some of the maids approaching with my luggage in their grasp.Awaiting my presence at the mansion doorstep was Marc."Good to see you are ready," he said with a weird smile. I left no words, only a glare, but then scanned around as I caught sight of many armed men stationed, which left me wondering what their presence was called for."I'm very sure you are going to do good in this, your first mission, and bring glory onto the De Santos name," Marc continued, drawing my focus back to him.I le
"Tell me, is it true?" Adrian questioned, "That you are leaving for Las Vegas? Answer me, Sierra."I could see that even with his wounded, bandaged body, he was still eager to know everything going on and wanted answers from me. I also couldn't believe it when Marc uttered it from his mouth."This company is based in Las Vegas, so you are to travel back to Las Vegas today and begin your mission," Marc had said.Those words were something I never thought I would hear. It seemed he wasn't one to take things slow.But I never thought I would be returning to Las Vegas, even though it was to be expected."I wasn't the one who decided that, Adrian," I replied, hoping to take some of my clothing, but Adrian remained blocking my path as he approached me hastily. My back was pressed against the wall. His eyes fixed on mine."You have begun to act different now, haven't you? Don't forget where you are coming from, the deal we both had. You are to act as my loyal wife at all times," he reminded
Recalling things now, I could also remember her discussing with a man on the phone, the same time she had me kidnapped, as she also addressed him as "father."Could it be that this man was her father? But what does she mean by "don't harm Adrain"? Wait, don't tell me she was behind the reason Adrain arrived home in such a state.Should I really be jumping to such conclusions so fast? I hadn't even checked on Adrian yet to confirm things, but even so, I still find it hard to shake Elena's words."Don't hurt Adrain, Father, or else I will never forgive you for that. Just hold on and stay low while I handle things," she said, as I tried moving in closer, hoping to hear her words more clearly and maybe the response from the call. I accidentally stepped onto a metal plate, which left a clashing sound—one that brought a sharp turn from Elena.I hid myself away from her sight, leaving the area at that very moment as I distanced myself, stopping at a side."That was close," I muttered to myse
[Sierra's POV]"What do you think you're doing, Dominic?" Marc snapped, but Dominic remained persistent as his fingertips closed in on the trigger.In that moment, I caught sight of some men coming out of nowhere, armed with guns.But their actions afterward left me stunned as they stood in protection, their guns aimed at Dominic, ready to shoot."She is a traitor... I'm sure of it," Dominic uttered, declaring again."What has really gotten into you today? Don't forget she is now the sohoe the De Santos, and you should put some respect into that," Marc said, but even with all the words, they did little to Dominic as his eyes remained narrowed, locked onto mine."Are you going to speak, or do you want me to do that?" he started, making me wonder what he meant.I can't just say it's about the men at the club. I'm sure he doesn't know that; I have to stop showing any suspicious signs. But if it wasn't about that, what could it be?His expression changed for that moment, downcast, before
I heard a screeching sound, which caused my eyes to spring open. I found myself lying in wet mud as I tried to stand up. A sharp sting hit my head, and my legs buckled, causing me to stumble back down.Catching a glimpse, I watched a car drive off. I could hardly get a proper glance through the heavy rainfall blurring my vision.But I was sure it was one of Elena's dad henchmen."I will make sure to make them pay for what they have done. Those bastards, who do they think they are?" I thought."Adrian, sir..." I heard a voice that drew my attention. I had no idea that they had dropped me off right in front of the mansion.To know they even had the guts to do that, not scared if they were sighted and killed. Well, this was to be expected since I was dealing with Elena's father in the line.One of the men came rushing to my side as he helped me up from the muddy ground.I hated the sight of my own weak state. No, I wasn't weak; it was just them that played a cowardly trick. Being, i neve
[Adrian's POV]"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you know who I am?" I threatened, yelling only to cough out more blood as a punch sank deep into my stomach."And how does that matter?" the man who had punched me replied.How dare he lay a finger on me, knowing very well that I am Adrian De Santos? He must surely wish for his death so much.My thoughts went back to leaving the club with those men ambushing me. Now I found myself in this room. They had kept me here for a while now, hitting me repeatedly.But they were nothing but cowards. I would make them pay once I found a way out of here."The boss is on his way, Felix," one of the men walked in saying. "You should stop now. You know he doesn't like messy work.""So their boss is on his way," I thought to myself. Finally, I would be able to know who had the guts to have me, Adrian De Santos, kidnapped.Who could that fool be?The man retreated a bit from my side, but his eyes remained fixed on mine. It was as if he was ready to
"What are you saying, Sierra? Tell me, who was it? Who did you kill? Is it Dominic...?" Nate questioned, but how could it be Dominic?Even though I wished for his death so much, I wouldn't have been so stupid as to go for a straight attack."No, Nate..." I replied, "It's the men...""The what?""I killed them, Nate. I just killed the men from the club; they saw me, so I had no choice. Now, I don't know what to do. What if they find out that I was the one who... no, I can't let that happen," I mumbled, as many thoughts came hitting me, leaving me worried and causing my legs to buckle."Hold on, Sierra. Just calm down; nothing is going to happen. I promised to protect you from any harm. I can't surely allow anything to happen to you now," Nate said. But where was he when the men at the club had sighted me, when I had no other option but to take action and stop them by killing them? Just where was he back then?"What am I going to do, Nate?" I asked again, hoping he would have an answer,