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
"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
"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,
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
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
"Welcome to Eternal Bliss. I hope you can see this place as your second home and help me create satisfying events for our clients in the future."Amora delivered her welcome speech to the ten new employees she had just recruited. Today marked their first day in the small office she and Estelle had recently purchased."This place just finished undergoing some minor renovations yesterday, so a few things might still be missing. I hope you can be patient with us and help identify anything that needs to be added," Estelle addressed the young newcomers in front of her.Though they were fresh graduates, their teamwork experience and skills were unquestionable. Amora herself had conducted the interviews and a short test to assess their capabilities."Even though our business is small and just starting, I believe that with all of us working together, we’ll grow and provide the best for our clients," Estelle added, motivating her new employees. The room quickly filled with applause and excited
"Ray is coming to the Waverly family's grandchild’s birthday party, right, Amora?" Estelle asked, momentarily diverting Amora's attention from checking her schedule for the next client meeting."Yeah, why?" Amora continued organizing her documents."Lately, Kimmy keeps talking about Ray. I'm getting a headache from hearing about him nonstop, and your son is truly a clone of your husband," Estelle sighed, describing how indifferent Rayden was whenever Kimmy tried to talk to him.Amora gave a small smile. "I'll remind him later. He’s probably just too shy to express himself in front of your daughter," she said, defending Rayden.Amora knew Rayden would never intentionally hurt Kimmy, even though Estelle’s daughter could be quite a handful. As his mother, she understood that Rayden deeply respected and cared for women, regardless of their age."Don't overthink it, Estelle. They don’t have siblings, so maybe Kimmy sees Ray as one. Plus, they go to the same school and are even in the same
"Looks like there’s some progress." Estelle teased Amora, who looked flustered in front of her.Amora sighed in annoyance, turning away to avoid her friend's interrogation. “I don’t see anything wrong with us doing it. We’re both adults, after all.”A soft chuckle escaped Estelle’s lips. Once her laughter subsided, she said, “I’m really happy to see how things are going for you, Amora. I truly believe this time, you’ll find happiness with Young Master Lorenzo.”Estelle genuinely meant it. Deep down, she still felt guilty for not being able to help Amora seven years ago. She sincerely hoped Amora would be happy this time. She had endured enough hardship in the past.“Do you realize how much your husband loves you? Even Gino couldn’t believe it. Regis Lorenzo—the man who’s always been indifferent to women—actually fell to his knees for you. You’re amazing, Amora.”Estelle’s praise made Amora smile in amusement. She, too, never expected to end up with a man she once found terrifying.“St
"Really?" Amora murmured, clearly seeing through the man's lie."So what if I am? You want to see her or something?" Chris shot back, turning the question on her."No, I was just curious. I heard the Lysander family went bankrupt. She must be devastated, seeing her parents like that," Amora replied softly.Chris fell silent for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, the Lysander family is beyond saving. I never thought my father-in-law would embezzle that much money. Even my dad doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore," he explained.Bianca’s position as the Walden family’s daughter-in-law had taken a serious hit ever since the Lysander Group scandal broke out. Cassandra Winston and her husband were embarrassed to be related to the Lysanders, so they didn’t care when Chris mentioned he was thinking of divorcing Bianca.Amora gave Chris a sidelong glance. He clearly didn’t want to go into detail about Bianca, but from what he said, she could tell things weren’t going well for Bianca in t
“Why were you walking alone just now? Is something wrong, Amora?”Chris’s question caught Amora off guard. She cleared her throat softly and shook her head. “I … I’m fine,” she mumbled.“You know you’re a terrible liar, right?” Chris teased with a small laugh. He could tell she didn’t want to talk \about it, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to know everything about her.Amora forced a faint smile and quickly changed the subject. “The IV’s almost empty. Can you ask the nurse to take it out? I want to go home, Chris.”Chris glanced at the IV bag hanging beside the bed. He realized he had no reason left to keep her there, so he stepped out to find a nurse.After speaking with the nurse and explaining that the patient wanted to leave, the nurse walked him through the discharge process. She explained that the patient would need to wait for the doctor’s final checkup before being released, but Amora insisted on leaving immediately.So, she was asked to sign a discharge form stating tha
Chris gasped. He slowly nodded and muttered, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your personal life. I’m just worried about you.”“Instead of worrying about me, maybe you should take a look at yourself, Chris,” Amora shot back, noticing that Chris looked just as much of a mess as she did.Chris had barely paid attention to his own condition. He’d been too focused on Amora—staying by her side the whole time and asking the nurses and doctors to give her the best care possible. She’d looked like she was in seriously bad shape when she arrived.“Amora, I—”Before Chris could finish his sentence, Amora cut in. “What time is it?”“I’m not sure. Maybe three or four,” Chris guessed. He hadn’t even realized how much time had passed—he’d been too focused on her.“Oh my God ... I’ve been unconscious that long?” Amora whispered in disbelief. She suddenly felt anxious, wondering if Regis or her son had already gotten home and were worried sick about her.Amora tried to sit up, but Chris quickly stop
“Wait … just hold on. Stay home with Uncle Xavier, okay? Let Daddy go check it out,” said Regis, trying to calm his son, who sounded anxious on the other end of the line.Earlier, Regis had asked Xavier to help pick up Rayden from school because he had a meeting with Alejandro. Now, Xavier and Rayden had just arrived at their rented house, only to find that Amora wasn’t there.Rayden clearly remembered his mother wasn’t feeling well that morning. Worried, he tried calling her using Xavier’s phone, but she didn’t answer.Growing more concerned, Rayden used a tracking app he had previously synced with his mom’s phone. The last known location showed her at a restaurant, which didn’t sit right with him.Thinking she might be with his father, Rayden called Regis. But Regis had no idea where Amora was either.“Remember, stay with Uncle Xavier. Got it?” Regis reminded his son not to act impulsively, then ended the call.Alejandro’s face tensed with concern after overhearing Regis’s side of t
“I don’t get it. Why would you take such a risky gamble, Mr. Volker?” Regis asked, unable to hide his curiosity.Alejandro simply smirked at Diego’s son, amused by his confusion.“If you wanted to, you could’ve just used me right now to threaten my father, couldn’t you?” Regis pressed, still trying to get a real answer from the older man.Alejandro’s smirk faded slightly as he replied, “Unfortunately for you, it’s not your life I want. It’s your father’s.”Regis could see the deep-seated hatred burning in Alejandro’s eyes. That’s when he started realizing this wasn’t just about business rivalry. All this time, Regis had assumed the bad blood between Alejandro and his father was nothing more than competition.But there was something darker—something personal—in Alejandro’s voice when he said he wanted Diego dead. Especially now, knowing he was willing to stake the entire Golden Snake organization just to get Regis involved in making that happen?That raised even more red flags for Regi
In the lavish living room of a five-star hotel suite, Alejandro Volker sat on a plush sofa, slowly puffing on a cigar. He seemed lost in thought until the voice of a younger man sitting across from him snapped him out of his reverie.“Let’s cut to the chase. Why did you ask me to come here, Mr. Volker?”Alejandro’s gaze fixed on the young man seated in front of him — clean-cut and impeccably dressed. The look on his face was one of obvious impatience.A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Alejandro’s lips. “Young Master Lorenzo, you’ve changed quite a bit since the last time we met.”Yes — the young man with him was none other than Regis Lorenzo.Not long ago, Regis received an unexpected phone call from Alejandro. He had no idea how Alejandro got his number, but he knew it wouldn’t be hard for someone in their circles.Alejandro had invited him to meet in this very hotel suite. Regis hadn’t planned to accept, but Alejandro mentioned he might be able to convince Diego—Regis’s father—t
Diego’s lips curled into a faint smirk at the woman’s reaction before he added, “But, if you want to tell Regis, that’s fine too. I wouldn’t want to waste the Old Madam Lysander’s time. Besides, she probably doesn’t have much time left anyway.”Amora’s eyes widened in shock. She shot up from her seat and slammed her hand on the table.“Mr. Lorenzo, stop threatening me by using my grandmother! Is this how a leader of the Royal Dragon behaves? Don’t you feel the slightest bit of shame?” she snapped.Diego’s expression darkened at Amora’s criticism, but he didn’t respond to her outburst. Instead, he said coolly, “If you leave Regis, I’ll grant you one request. This is the last of my patience, Miss Lysander.”“That’s not fair, Mr. Lorenzo! Why are you being so selfish? Are you only thinking about your happiness? Regis is your son, but nothing you’ve done reflects what a father should be!” Amora shouted, her anger boiling over.She couldn’t hold back anymore—his words and attitude had cros
“Do you want to meet your biological father, Miss Lysander?” Diego asked, his tone probing.He had considered arranging a meeting between them as a trade-off—if Amora agreed to leave Regis. “If you want, I can—”But Amora cut him off immediately. “That won’t be necessary!”Diego froze, caught off guard. He noticed the tears beginning to pool in her clear eyes, but there was something else there too—a sharp, almost predatory glare that made it clear she wasn’t someone to mess with.A faint, cold smile curved Diego’s lips. That side of her ... it was just like Alejandro Volker—and Diego hated that side the most.Even though he could see how angry Amora was with both Alejandro and himself, Diego couldn’t care less. In fact, he almost welcomed her hatred for Alejandro. To him, that was a win.‘Alejandro Volker … maybe the best punishment for you is your daughter’s hate,’ Diego thought with a twisted smile.He wanted Alejandro to feel the same kind of pain he felt now—being despised by you
"Are you criticizing how I handle my son, Miss Lysander?" Diego asked, his voice cold and piercing.The pressure in the air made Amora hold her breath. She quickly broke eye contact with the middle-aged man. That sharp gaze, almost suffocating in intensity, made her realize she might've crossed the line. Still, she didn’t believe anything she said was wrong.“I think you know what I really meant, Sir,” Amora replied, refusing to back down even a little.Diego scoffed. Her unyielding attitude both impressed and annoyed him. “If he hadn’t chosen a life with you, I wouldn’t have gone this far either, Miss Lysander,” he said as calmly as he could.Inside, though, rage was boiling in his chest. But he wasn’t about to let Amora see that she had managed to stir him so easily.Diego kept cornering her with harsh words, trying to make it seem like all his actions were her fault, as if she were the root of the problem. And that made Amora’s blood boil.‘No! I can’t lose it. He still has Grandma