“Who dared to anger someone as important as you? Do they not know who you are?" Noel teased, lightly patting Regis's arm.Amora nervously bit her lip. She wanted to shut Noel up for not understanding the situation. Although Regis's face showed a faint smile, Amora knew that her husband was actually trying to hold back his anger.Amora felt strange about herself. She didn't know when she could understand Regis's thoughts just by looking at his expression even though the man didn't say a word.Amora suspected that her husband's anger was related to Noel. However, she still couldn't guess what Regis really wanted to do."Young Master Lorenzo, I didn't expect you and Noel to know each other," Amora said, finally having a chance to speak.She tried to match Regis's act, pretending along with him, but her effort only seemed to darken his mood further.‘What’s his problem? Isn’t he the one who wanted to pretend?’ Amora grumbled internally, frustrated by his reaction."He's my cousin, Amora,"
Noel warmly accepted Laura's handshake when she extended her hand and introduced himself. "Noel Ritter," he said."I know who you are, Sir Ritter," Laura quipped with a wide smile."Oh, really?" Noel looked surprised by the comment from the girl he had just met today."You probably don’t remember me, but I was one of the volunteers with you after the earthquake in Peru four years ago," Laura explained.Back then, Laura was still a university student chosen to represent her school in delivering charity donations to earthquake victims. It was during that mission she noticed Noel tirelessly treating the injured without taking a break.Laura admired him, though they never got acquainted. She had no idea that this was the same Mr. Ritter her friends frequently talked about.Recently, Beatrix Torres—Noel Ritter’s mother—had become a hot topic among prominent families. She was actively seeking a suitable woman to become her son’s partner.Beatrix had once proposed an arranged marriage for La
"Cough! Cough!"Laura’s question made Amora choke on her food instantly. Noel hurried to grab her a drink, which she sipped slowly.“Thank you,” Amora murmured as she stopped Noel from gently patting her back.“I’m so sorry, Miss Lysander. I didn’t mean to surprise you with my question,” Laura apologized sincerely.Amora shook her head slightly. “No, it was my fault. I just wasn’t careful while eating,” she mumbled.Amora’s eyes drifted toward Regis, who looked completely indifferent, as though nothing had happened. Her heart sank. She had hoped for even the slightest hint of concern from her husband, but she realized this was just how Regis Lorenzo truly was.What Amora didn’t know was that Regis’s calmness was anything but ordinary. He was fighting hard to keep his composure, though it would have been much easier for him to explode in anger than to hold it all in.“So … are you two really a couple?” Laura asked again, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. She smiled mischievously, glanci
“Regis, I think you’re speeding past the limit," Amora warned him. However, Regis ignored her completely.All Amora could do was clutch her chest anxiously and grip the handle on the car door tightly.The speed Regis was driving at had definitely exceeded the legal limit. But he couldn’t care less. His mind was consumed by uncontrollable rage.He needed an outlet, and teaching Amora a lesson seemed like the perfect solution. Regis felt no fear—he trusted his driving skills.Amora, however, was not as confident. To her, Regis was a reckless driver, and at this rate, it seemed like he was racing toward their deaths.What Amora didn’t know was that Regis had been trained to drive under extreme conditions, always prepared to avoid danger at any moment.“Stop the car, Regis! I don’t want to die yet! Can you hear me?” Amora screamed in hysteria.Tears streamed down her face as fear and panic gnawed at her insides. It wasn't just that she wasn’t ready to die—she couldn’t bear the thought of
Amora let out a harsh sigh. "I didn’t invite him, Regis. I just happened to run into him there, and he—""Happened to? Is your life full of coincidences?" Regis sneered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.Amora sighed deeply again. "Believe what you want, but I don’t have any kind of relationship with him. We’re just friends!" she said firmly.Her gaze locked onto Regis with sharp intensity, her chest rising and falling unevenly from her outburst. Her lips curled into a bitter smile when she noticed he didn’t react to her explanation.Finally, Regis released his grip on her wrists. "If you really don’t have any feelings for him, then why didn’t you just say you’re married and that I’m your husband?" he demanded.This time, Regis’s voice was quieter, not as harsh as before.Amora smirked coldly. "I was about to, after introducing you two properly. But did you give me the chance? And weren’t you the one who started this whole mess? ‘Partner,’ huh?" she retorted sarcastically.Regis froze,
The question made Amora’s eyes widen. "N-no!" she stammered, quickly averting her gaze."Really?" Regis raised an eyebrow, flashing a mischievous smile. "If you're not jealous, as you say, then why are you so angry and disappointed right now?""I-I ...." Amora bit her lower lip, silently cursing Regis for reading her feelings so easily.Deep down, Amora was beginning to realize her true emotions. A sharp, unspoken pain filled her chest when she saw Regis arrive with Laura earlier.Amora had once thought that Regis' confessions might have been nothing more than fleeting feelings. She had been too prideful, dismissing his declarations of love. Now she realized that she had the same feelings for him. But her stubborn pride kept her from acknowledging them."Look at me, Amora." Regis cupped her face with both hands. Her face was tense, and tears still glistened on her cheeks from their earlier argument."Let’s be honest with each other. Tell me, how do you feel? Were you jealous when you
A deep blush painted Amora’s tear-streaked cheeks. She couldn't deny her actions this time and lowered her face, trying to hide her embarrassment."Don’t you know that everything you do and say drives me crazy, Amora? I don't know what's happening to me, but there's one thing I’m certain of …." Regis’ eyes softened as he looked at her. "I love you."Amora froze, stunned by his confession. Slowly, she lifted her face and gazed into his dark eyes, which radiated sincerity and undeniable passion.Regis’ fingers gently brushed her cheek, and the intense emotions that had consumed him seemed to dissolve in the calmness now surrounding them.The only sound between them was their mingled breathing. Amora's heart raced as Regis’ tender gaze delved deeply into her, as though he wanted more from her than words could express."What’s your answer, Amora?" Regis' deep voice broke the silence, snapping Amora out of her daze.Instead of confessing her love, Amora stammered, "Th-thank you for loving
"I hope you remember what you've said today. No regrets anymore, or ... I'll keep you by my side forever without any reason," Regis declared, leaning his face closer to Amora."You're the possessive type when you fall in love, huh?" Amora teased with a playful chuckle.However, her laughter was cut short when Regis suddenly captured her lips. He immediately savored the sweetness of the lips that had been tempting him all evening.Amora tried to follow Regis' rhythm, her arms slowly wrapping around his neck. This time, she met his kiss with intense passion.One of Regis' hands moved boldly, slipping inside Amora's clothing and finding a sensitive spot that drew a soft moan from her between their kisses. Slowly but surely, their steps carried them toward the awaiting bed, ready to be warmed by their embrace.Regis gradually broke the kiss, his chest still heaving. His sharp gaze softened, and his fingers gently brushed the strands of hair that obscured his view of Amora's captivating fa
The sound of knocking pulled Regis’s attention away from his laptop screen. "Come in," he said.Rayden’s face peeked out from behind the office door. The boy had come to fulfill Regis’s request from earlier."Just come in, Ray," Regis encouraged when he noticed his son’s hesitation.Rayden nodded and stepped inside. He had just finished showering and changed into his pajamas."Are you busy, Dad?" Rayden asked, eyeing the cluttered desk."Not really," Regis replied, motioning for his son to come closer.But Rayden remained standing before the desk, his eyes scanning the room. He rarely entered this office since it was usually locked.Rayden knew his father didn’t like unauthorized people entering the room, likely due to the important documents inside."What did you want to talk about?" Rayden asked, getting straight to the point.Regis closed his laptop and looked directly at his son. "I heard from your mom that you found out I’m your biological father."Rayden didn’t react. His expres
Regis frowned as he spotted Xavier sprawled out on the long sofa in his living room. He walked over to him. "Xavier, wake up," Regis said, yanking the couch pillow that was serving as his friend’s headrest. "Hmm?" Xavier cracked his eyes open lazily. "I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep here for a bit." "Who gave you permission to sleep here? Didn’t I ask you to take Ray home after seven? Why are you back so early?" Regis questioned, demanding an explanation. Xavier let out a heavy sigh before finally sitting up. "Your kid couldn't wait to leave. Like hell, I was going to stop him." Xavier yawned widely, rubbing his face roughly to shake off his drowsiness. "You have no idea how exhausting it is dealing with your son. He completely drained my energy," he complained dramatically. "Just tell me what you want. Don’t pretend," Regis said, seeing right through his act. Xavier's eyes gleamed, and a wide grin spread across his face. "You really know me, buddy.""I knew it," Regis replied w
"Dad’s cologne spilled earlier, Ray."Of course, Regis was lying. He had deliberately sprayed fragrance all over the room to mask the lingering scent of his passionate encounter with Amora. Luckily, Rayden hadn’t caught him in the act.His father’s answer didn’t satisfy Rayden at all. His eyes roamed the room until they landed on his mother, who was lying in bed. That was strange—she never slept at this hour.Sensing something was off, Rayden rushed to her side. “What’s wrong with Mom, Dad?” he asked, his voice laced with panic.Regis approached his son, who had climbed onto the bed. “She’s just sleeping, Ray. Let her rest for a while,” he said gently, trying to reassure him.But Rayden wasn’t convinced. Seeing his mother’s eyes still closed, he shook her arm lightly.Regis let out a quiet sigh. He understood how worried his son was about Amora.“Mom, it’s me, Ray. Wake up,” Rayden said softly.Slowly, Amora’s eyes fluttered open, though they still looked drowsy. “R-Ray… you’re home,
"Ray’s home, Mom!"A sweet and adorable voice echoed throughout the penthouse. Regis’s son had just arrived on the front terrace of their home. He quickly took off his school shoes and switched to more comfortable indoor sandals."You’re such a mama’s boy," Xavier teased as he walked in behind him. He had been the one to bring Regis’s son home.They had just arrived when the sky had already turned dark. After training earlier, Xavier had taken Rayden to an indoor play area at a shopping mall.As per Regis’s instructions, Xavier was supposed to bring Rayden home after 7 PM. Regis had also asked him to take Rayden out for dinner before heading back to the penthouse. However, Xavier had to return earlier than planned because the boy had gotten bored and wanted to go home quickly."Hah, just admit that you’re jealous of me, Uncle," Rayden shot back, making Xavier gape at him in disbelief."Tsk, you little brat!" Xavier ruffled the boy’s hair, but Rayden quickly dodged and ran inside."May
Amora’s breathing grew heavier. The heated exchange of saliva between her and Regis sent violent shivers through her body. Her mind drifted into a haze, surrendering completely to the way his tongue teased and indulged her.Slowly, Regis pulled away, breaking the kiss just long enough to draw in a breath, filling his lungs with much-needed air.“Amora, you’re driving me insane,” he growled, a wicked smirk curving his lips. The fire burning inside him was reaching its peak, and he was desperate to sate it.Without hesitation, he resumed his slow, intoxicating exploration of every inch of her. Just as he leaned in to claim those sweet lips again, Amora suddenly pressed her palm against his face, stopping him in his tracks.“Enough, Regis. I… I feel strange,” she murmured, her voice thick with emotion.But instead of pulling away, Regis seized her wrist, bringing her delicate fingers to his lips before slipping them into his mouth, savoring them one by one.“Regis!” Amora gasped, utterly
"I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep a little longer," Amora whispered, her eyes still closed tight, voice soft with the weight of exhaustion.Regis lay beside her, his strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer. There was no escaping it—she sank into his embrace, her head finding its place against his broad, muscular chest, the warmth of his skin seeping into her, calming her.Through the small crack of her barely open eyes, Amora caught a glimpse of the subtle, teasing smile tugging at the corner of Regis' lips. She couldn't help but notice how perfect he looked, his striking features and undeniable strength, a vision of a man who seemed untouchable.‘Why does he still have so much energy?’ Amora's thoughts were tinged with frustration.It didn’t seem fair. Now, lifting even a finger felt like an impossible task for her. Meanwhile, Regis seemed to glow with satisfaction, his handsome face exuding a confidence that only made him more irresistible."Baby ...." His voic
"I hope you remember what you've said today. No regrets anymore, or ... I'll keep you by my side forever without any reason," Regis declared, leaning his face closer to Amora."You're the possessive type when you fall in love, huh?" Amora teased with a playful chuckle.However, her laughter was cut short when Regis suddenly captured her lips. He immediately savored the sweetness of the lips that had been tempting him all evening.Amora tried to follow Regis' rhythm, her arms slowly wrapping around his neck. This time, she met his kiss with intense passion.One of Regis' hands moved boldly, slipping inside Amora's clothing and finding a sensitive spot that drew a soft moan from her between their kisses. Slowly but surely, their steps carried them toward the awaiting bed, ready to be warmed by their embrace.Regis gradually broke the kiss, his chest still heaving. His sharp gaze softened, and his fingers gently brushed the strands of hair that obscured his view of Amora's captivating fa
A deep blush painted Amora’s tear-streaked cheeks. She couldn't deny her actions this time and lowered her face, trying to hide her embarrassment."Don’t you know that everything you do and say drives me crazy, Amora? I don't know what's happening to me, but there's one thing I’m certain of …." Regis’ eyes softened as he looked at her. "I love you."Amora froze, stunned by his confession. Slowly, she lifted her face and gazed into his dark eyes, which radiated sincerity and undeniable passion.Regis’ fingers gently brushed her cheek, and the intense emotions that had consumed him seemed to dissolve in the calmness now surrounding them.The only sound between them was their mingled breathing. Amora's heart raced as Regis’ tender gaze delved deeply into her, as though he wanted more from her than words could express."What’s your answer, Amora?" Regis' deep voice broke the silence, snapping Amora out of her daze.Instead of confessing her love, Amora stammered, "Th-thank you for loving
The question made Amora’s eyes widen. "N-no!" she stammered, quickly averting her gaze."Really?" Regis raised an eyebrow, flashing a mischievous smile. "If you're not jealous, as you say, then why are you so angry and disappointed right now?""I-I ...." Amora bit her lower lip, silently cursing Regis for reading her feelings so easily.Deep down, Amora was beginning to realize her true emotions. A sharp, unspoken pain filled her chest when she saw Regis arrive with Laura earlier.Amora had once thought that Regis' confessions might have been nothing more than fleeting feelings. She had been too prideful, dismissing his declarations of love. Now she realized that she had the same feelings for him. But her stubborn pride kept her from acknowledging them."Look at me, Amora." Regis cupped her face with both hands. Her face was tense, and tears still glistened on her cheeks from their earlier argument."Let’s be honest with each other. Tell me, how do you feel? Were you jealous when you