Rafael’s POV"What happened?" I asked Natalie's friend, Fello, over the phone, attempting to suppress the furious tone in my voice as I drove recklessly.Fello replied amid her sobs, fear evident in her trembling voice, "I don't know. She started acting strangely, and now we couldn't make her leave the dance floor. And... and..." She hesitated, as if she was in a dilemma.I yelled impatiently, “What’s wrong, Fello? What happened again?”“Some… there are some men trying to pull her to one of the rooms,” she said, and I cursed, “Fuck.”"We tried to talk to the security men, but they weren't very helpful. They said they can't interfere while the girl is doing this on her own," Fello said, breaking down into loud sobs."Please, Rafael. Come as soon as you can," Rebecca's terrified voice came through the speaker. She paused for a second, then added with a broken voice, "I'm afraid you'll be too late if you don't."Her words spurred me to increase my speed. I couldn't comprehend why Natalie
Natalie's POV Intense pain surged through my body like a relentless wave of torment. I felt as though I were trapped in a bubble of agony. Struggling to open my eyes, I sensed the pain between my legs intensifying.I moaned, tossing and turning with discomfort. The red light surrounding me only intensified the feeling of unease."You're finally awake?" I heard his deep voice say.I tried to turn my head to see him, but I couldn't move my body. My hands and legs were tied up tightly."Raf? Please, I need you!" I said, overwhelmed by the feeling between my legs. I tried to squeeze them together, but they were tied firmly."Raf? Why are you tying me?" I asked anxiously. The feeling inside me was increasing, and I couldn't tolerate it any longer. I needed him. I wanted him to fuck me.“Rafael, please!” I begged this time.Was I dreaming?The uncertainty gnawed at me.But the answer came swiftly when a sudden impact struck between my legs.I screamed in pain, and then I saw him standing b
Natalie’s POVSocial media? Who cares about social media? How could he stand here and ask me about social media while my body is in this state? How could he do this to me? After his private time with Debbie, he dared to touch me? To treat me like trash? I couldn’t tolerate looking into his eyes, not after seeing those ugly bruises that covered my skin, evident from his occupation of my body.He slammed the door with the flat heel of his shoe, his cold eyes piercing into me, emanating a dark aura that seemed to fill the room. After a quick glance, sizing him up, I averted my gaze, not wanting to see his face. Wrapping my arms protectively around my chest, I snapped, "Where am I?"He didn’t reply. Even though I wasn’t looking at him, I could feel his movements as he approached me with steady steps. When he came closer, I defensively took a few steps back, retreating until my back touched the cold surface of the mirror behind me. The look in his eyes was strange, something odd I had neve
Natalie's POV“I want a divorce,” I said, without looking at him. I was just releasing him from the consequences. Moreover, I didn’t forget that night when Debbie answered his phone. I was done with all of this. The doorbell rang. I was surprised; it was the first time we had a visitor since we arrived. He was the one who cooked and cleaned, and he hadn't brought any assistance with him.I remained rooted to my spot as I heard his footsteps approach the main door. After a few minutes, he returned and uttered just one word, "We're going back to Villa Merrin."His cold demeanor provoked me, pushing me to the brink of anger and frustration. I detested that silence.Once more, I snapped, "I want a divorce."He stood in his place for a split second, then replied nonchalantly, "No," before continuing to walk towards the door. At this point, his coldness fueled my rage. I was livid. I hurled the mug into the pool and, after standing and grabbing his arm, I snapped, "I said I want a divorce!
Debbie’s POVThe hatred I felt was eating me from the inside. It had been five days since that bitch disappeared. Why was he so protective of her? He even abandoned all his work just to hide her from the paparazzi. My efforts to have them besiege the mansion and disturb the Merrin family went to waste.I was sure they were having a relationship, and it’s only a matter of time before I made him leave her and marry me. She had seduced him, making him neglect me, his fiancée, but in the end, he would marry me and dump her for her foolishness."What are you thinking about?" Jad asked through the Skype camera.I rolled my eyes and replied, "Even though you didn't fully succeed in your mission, I'm thinking of a good way to reward you.""You know how to reward me; I did my best," he said, smiling smugly."You didn't ruin her completely. The plan was to film her having sex with three or four men at once, but all we got was her dancing," I complained.He laughed loudly and replied, "Isn't fil
Rafael's POV “We even checked the street cameras; the man was very cautious. He made sure to cover his face and used a taxi instead of a private vehicle,” the officer investigating the matter said.I let out a frustrated sigh. Despite all the efforts and resources I invested in this case, we didn’t get any good results. The perpetrator was incredibly adept at concealing his identity.“So? Does that mean the case will be closed?” I asked in a furious tone.The officer squeezed the area between his brows in frustration and mumbled, “I’m still working on the case, but I have something in mind.”“What?” Jack inquired.“It’s obvious that the man was a messenger; he wasn’t acting rationally. His goal was to ruin Natalie,” he stated, staring into my eyes. “I think they will come back to achieve their goal.”When he mentioned that night, rage boiled inside me. How could I ever forget what I saw that night? Even the punishment I had inflicted on her for the past six nights and five days hadn'
Natalie’s POV"Hello!" I said into the phone."Hey! Where have you been? I've been looking for you everywhere!" chimed Daniel's voice.I smiled. He recognized me just from my voice since I had lost my previous phone number.I felt little embarrassed. He might have seen those videos. I swallowed hard and tried to steady my voice as I said, “I... I lost my phone and... and,” but I kept stammering instead.He interrupted, “I was worried about you to death. And that bastard Rafael disappeared too!”I felt warmth from the genuine concern in his voice. Sometimes I felt Daniel was more than just a neighbor from abroad; he felt like a real friend, even though I hadn’t known him for long.“I had to, Daniel. I'm sure you heard what had happened,” I said with a sad smile, even though I knew he couldn't see it.He let out a deep sigh and said, “Yeah, and I wish I was there to support you.”My sad smile widened. I wished Rafael would say those words to me, but he was cold and distant.“Thank you,
Natalie’s POVI stared at Debbie gotten out of the main door, feeling little duzzy and my stomach sick.Once Debbie left the house, I put the phone on my ear, heading towards the stairs and asked, “What do you think?” Daniel's voice came husky and hoursh after the long silence, “She’s absolutely up to something!”I felt the sickness rising in my stomach, nearly throwing up right there on the stairs. I managed to mumble, “I’ll talk to you later,” and hung up the phone before rushing to my bedroom toilet.I emptied my stomach and, after finishing, stared at my pale face in the mirror. Suspicion reflected in my gaze as the question flowed through my mind: could it be that I...I unlocked my phone screen and checked the app I use to track my period dates. It was more than two months late! My suspicion grew even stronger.Without further delay, I stormed downstairs."Miss Natalie! Do you need something?" Laura asked just before I opened the main door.“No, no. I’m just going to the pharma
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Natalie’s POVI heard the sound of Rafael's keys in the door lock with great anticipation. I took a deep breath as he opened the mansion door, and a wave of claps and joyful laughter washed over him. The room was filled with friends and family, their faces glowing with happiness. But the one thing that captured his attention, the one image that filled his heart and eyes with overwhelming joy, was me. I stood in the center of the room, holding Matt in my arms, wearing a stunning white dress—a wedding dress.Rafael’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief, and then tears of happiness welled up. His expression mirrored my own overwhelming emotions. I remembered the days when I loved him secretly, the painful nights I spent yearning for his touch. The jealousy that broke my heart at that time. Then, I thought of how much he had changed for me, how he had shed his sadistic tendencies and embraced a love that was tender and true. Our love had become a sanctuary, a safe haven where we could be
Natalie’s POVThe location led me to a rundown part of town, a place I would never have thought to visit under normal circumstances. The taxi stopped a few blocks away, and I paid the driver, telling him to wait. I couldn’t risk Debbie spotting the car.I walked the rest of the way, my senses on high alert. Every sound, every shadow made my heart race. Finally, I reached the address Debbie had sent. It was an old, abandoned warehouse, the kind of place that sent shivers down your spine just by looking at it.I wiped a tear ran down my cheek, and with taking a deep breath, I stepped inside. The air was musty, and the only light came from the gaps in the boarded-up windows. My footsteps echoed eerily as I walked further into the building.My heart bounded with anticipation, finally I would see my little boy. How did she manage to feed him? He didn’t take the formula milk.“Natalie,” Debbie’s voice rang out from the darkness, sending a chill down my spine. She stepped out from the shadow
Natalie’s POVAs the door swung open, my breath caught in my throat. But, there, standing on the doorstep, was my family—the Rowsons. Maya, Daniel, Lucas, their mother and father, and even our granny. They all looked worried, their presence both comforting and overwhelming.As I stared at them, I was shocked. It was the last person to step forward who shocked me the most. My real father. He stood there, looking healthier and stronger than I remembered, and there was a softness in his eyes that I hadn’t seen the last time I visited him. For a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. It was as if time had stopped, and all I could do was stare at him.“Hey guys, you came!” Rafael cut the silence with a surprised tone."Nat," Maya said softly, stepping forward and wrapping her arms around me. "We're here for you."Everybody stepped inside and started hugging me except one person, my father.However, he stood there puzzled for a moment then said softly in a whisper, “Natalie,” his voice th
Natalie’s POVThe long night passed in a haze of dread and exhaustion. I couldn’t sleep; every time I closed my eyes, I saw Matt’s face, heard his cries. The darkness outside the window was a mirror to the darkness inside me, a suffocating blanket that left me gasping for breath. I paced the room, my steps slow and heavy, my mind replaying the events of the day over and over again.Rafael had been gone for hours, searching desperately for any clue that might lead us to our son. The silence of the house was oppressive, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards or the distant hum of traffic outside. The waiting was unbearable, each minute stretching into an eternity. I could feel the panic rising within me, threatening to consume me whole.I moved from room to room, my body restless, my mind tormented by the unknown. I went into Matt's room and sat on his bed, clutching his favorite stuffed animal, inhaling the faint scent of him still lingering in the fabric. Memories of h
Natalie’s POVSix hours had passed, and still, no news about Matt. My heart tightened with each minute that dragged by, constricting so tightly that I could barely breathe. The silence was suffocating, every second stretching into an eternity. I couldn’t imagine what Debbie might be doing to my little boy. Rafael had been updating me frequently with whatever scraps of information he could gather, but the constant fear gnawed at me, an ever-present shadow that made me feel as if I might crumble at any moment.“No news?” Tobi asked gently as she handed me a cup of coffee. Her voice was soft, but the concern in her eyes was palpable. I shook my head, unable to find any words that could convey the depth of my fear. Nothing was clear. Debbie was careful—she’d even managed to avoid the street cameras.The waiting was unbearable. My mind started to spiral, conjuring horrific images of my son’s screams, trapped in my head like an endless loop of terror. It was dark outside now, the evening s
The room spun around me, and I had to grip the back of the chair to steady myself when Natalie told me that Matt had been kidnapped.“Matt is kidnapped,” her words echoed endlessly in my mind.“Matt is gone, Raf! You have to bring my son back to me!” she wailed through the phone, her words barely understandable through her loud sobs.Every passing minute was crucial, every second a potential danger. The guilt was overwhelming. Was I the reason danger had found my family? Why did I ever get engaged to that witch in the first place?Documents and everything else on my desk scattered to the floor as I shoved the table over in a fit of rage and frustration. The chaos mirrored the turmoil inside me.The office door swung open, and Jack and several employees rushed in. “What’s going on?” Jack asked, staring around the wrecked room in shock.“She kidnapped Matt!” I roared, my voice raw with desperation.Earlier that afternoon, I had received a call from the main city police station warning m
Natalie’s POVThe afternoon crowd was stifling as I wrapped up the meeting for the upcoming fashion show and made my way home. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the bustling streets, a stark contrast to my serene thoughts.It had been three months since we returned to the USA, and I had already launched my new fashion design company. My heart swelled with happiness at the thought. Living with my husband and our nearly four-month-old son was a dream come true, and every day felt like a step closer to my ambitions as a fashion designer.I couldn't help but smile as I imagined Rafael at home, sitting beside Matt’s crib, watching him sleep or feeding him his bottle. The mere thought of our little family filled me with warmth.My phone rang, jolting me from my reverie. I glanced at the screen and pressed the reply button, Laura's voice echoing through the car speaker. “Natalie, are you on your way home?” she asked, her tone edged with urgency.“Yes, what's wrong, Laur
Natalie’s POVThe room door swung open, and the Rowsens filed in one by one until the space was filled with their lively presence.“Hey, new mother!” Carla exclaimed, balancing a box of gifts in her hands, as the other family members held their own presents.“Oh, look at the little boy. He’s a spitting image of the charming Lucas, which is me,” Lucas mumbled, bending down to get a closer look at my child.“Move away!” Rafael snapped, shoving Lucas aside. “Don’t touch him. He’s still weak and could get infected easily!”I stifled a chuckle. Rafael’s overprotectiveness was one of his most endearing traits.“Hey, man! What’s wrong with you? I was just trying to see the boy! Don’t tell me you’re one of those overprotective fathers!” Lucas teased, prompting laughter from everyone in the room.I felt a wave of gratitude wash over me. The Rowsens had supported me when I was at my lowest, and they had become my real family. But now, with Rafael and our son, I had my own family. I loved them a