Keith and Vale sat on the sofa in the living room after having dinner.
They leaned on each other’s, watching variety shows on TV.
“What about this?”Dylan turned his head to look at Jenny, who was currently holding a pair of cute baby clothes in her hands.
“Get out!”A pair of slippers fly past Brett’s head.
“Mitchell Grey!”“What?”
“Babe, the baby...” Leslie mumbled sleepily as she tried to shake Peter’s awake.Peter grumbled before he got off the bed slowly and moved to the baby’s cradle and lifted the crying b
Valentina opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep, to find herself gazing at the face of the man she had loved with all her heart for nearly three years. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on his features, making him look even more attractive.It was a wonder how they had managed to stay together for so long, considering the numerous fights and arguments they had endured. Each disagreement had felt like a storm, but they had weathered them all.He was a handsome man, and to add to that, he was rich. The allure of his wealth and charm meant there were countless women who would leap at the chance to be with him, even for just one day.Yet, he chose her.A normal woman, or so she had thought.Valentina Rodriguez.22 years old.She came from a family that she preferred to describe as middle-class, though the truth was slightly different.Her father, Andrew Rodriguez, was the owner of a successful tech company, and her mother, Lovy Arden, ran a t
It was 7:30 PM when Valentina arrived home from work, the sun dipping below the horizon. She had clocked in way over standard hours, but her Mustang made the long drive worthwhile.The sleek car was her pride and joy, a gift from Kayden for her twentieth birthday. She loved its speed and the thrill it brought—every cool, fast sports car sparked a sense of freedom in her.After a quick dinner, she retreated to her room, which was decorated in soft pastels and adorned with fairy lights, giving it a cozy, inviting glow. Plush throw pillows decorated her bed, and colorful artwork filled the walls, reflecting her playful, feminine side.But tonight, she felt the urge to embrace a different aspect of herself. She changed out of her office attire and slipped into a fitted black top, high-waisted leggings, a stylish leather jacket, and her favorite black boots.The transformation made her feel bold and empowered; she loved the allure of the color black, a stark contrast to her usual style.Yet
Vale drives her Mustang toward the imposing mansion, the engine’s growl matching her tumultuous thoughts. This place had become both a sanctuary and a prison; every visit meant another mission handed down from the man who had turned her life upside down.As she approaches the gate, she rolls down her window, nodding at Louis, the guard on duty. He recognizes her instantly, swinging the gate open with a practiced ease.Vale drives through, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and dread. The mansion looms ahead, vast and shadowy against the darkening sky, its grandeur reminiscent of a fortress built to intimidate.After finding an empty space, she parks and steps out, the cool evening air brushing against her skin like a reminder of her reality. The guards at the entrance, their muscular forms intimidating, patrol the grounds like vigilant sentinels.They nod in acknowledgment as she walks past, but she brushes past them, feeling a simmering resentment. Why should she show respect
Vale drives her Mustang toward Kayden’s house, her heart racing with a tumultuous mix of frustration and anger. The memory of Keith—the man she now despises—echoes in her mind, his dismissive tone still fresh. He had shattered their agreement with a careless flick of his wrist, and the weight of that betrayal fuels her fury.“Argh!” she screams, pounding the steering wheel in exasperation. “Why does he think he can just do whatever he wants?”The thought of Keith’s arrogance makes her blood boil. He’s a gang leader, wielding his power like a weapon. What a goddamn deal breaker! How could the other gang members still trust him after he so easily disregarded their pact? Did he always break his promises?Vale scoffs bitterly. If she wanted to, she could confront him right now. But she won’t—she has to protect her family and friends, even if it means getting her hands dirty.As she approaches Kayden’s house, her gaze falls on his car parked in the garage. Curiosity gnaws at her. “It’s only
“Babe, the baby...” Leslie mumbled sleepily as she tried to shake Peter’s awake.Peter grumbled before he got off the bed slowly and moved to the baby’s cradle and lifted the crying b
“Mitchell Grey!”“What?”
“Get out!”A pair of slippers fly past Brett’s head.
“What about this?”Dylan turned his head to look at Jenny, who was currently holding a pair of cute baby clothes in her hands.
Keith and Vale sat on the sofa in the living room after having dinner.They leaned on each other’s, watching variety shows on TV.
“Where are you going?”Nancy grabbed her purse on the sofa, “I’m going out.”
“They did what?!” Keith’s face turns dark.“It’s fine. I killed Mia, and Kayden wouldn’t last long either.”
“How’s your stomach? Is it still hurting?” Keith rubbed Vale’s stomach nervously.“No.” Vale leaned deeper into his embrace.
“Why are you so noisy?”