VALENTINA'S POV
Damian walked into the room, I stared into the face of that traitor, my hands were shaking violently, I never knew I would see him again! I never wanted to see him again, not after what her did to Ava and I.
“Okay so does someone care to explain what is going on here?” Diego asked looking very intrigued with a smile on his face.
“This…” I started angrily.
“This is my ex-girlfriend. Valentina. We dated a very long time ago.” Damian said cutting me off and then giving me a warning look. I know what that look mean, I also know how ruthless Damian can be if anyone goes against him, I have seen him slit a man’s throat.
“Oh so that is what the fuss is about.” Diego grinned.
“Valentina my dear, it doesn’t matter if my brother here was your boyfriend what matters now is that you belong to me now. I mean out with the old in with the new, I’m I right brother?” Diego asked looking at Damian with a warning look.
“Yes.” Damian cowered.
“Great, now that that’s settled. Valentina baby I need you to leave, my brother and I have a very serious conversation to have.” Diego said looking at Damian. Damian looked away.
I’m not sure how I was able to walk out of the room, my knees were wobbly. Why do I have to be involved with the Fernandez brothers? I wonder what they would do when they find out about Ava.
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Immediately I saw the black car pull up in front of my apartment I knew it was him, he hasn’t changed one bit, the same jet black hair, the same snobby expression everything. I watched him from my window as he knocked on the door. I ignored it, I hope he goes away quietly, I really don’t want any trouble with the Fernandez brothers, I just have to find a way to get away from Diego and leave town before he finds out about everything.
“Come and let me in now Valentina.” Damian said as his eyes locked with mine in the window.
“Momma who is that?” Ava asked when Damian walked in.
“Nobody go and play.” I replied sending her away to her room. Thank God she did not protest.
“Momma?” Damian asked.
“You have… I… we have a child?” He stuttered. My heart started to beat fast.
“She’s my child not yours Damian.” I shrugged. I can’t let him find out about Ava, about my pregnancy, about how he had hurt me when he slammed the door in my face that night. I needed him then but I don’t anymore.
“Oh cut the crap Valentina… we both know she’s mine. So let me get this straight, after everything you did to my family you have the guts to get pregnant for me, have my baby and then get together with my brother to spite me?” Damian asked, his eyes were red with rage.
How can this be happening? How can I be caught up with the Fernandez family again after everything my family went through in their hands. After what they did to father and Sidney, after everything.
“You dare to show your face in front of us after everything your family did!” He yelled.
“Your family?! You were the ones who…!” I started to yell. Tears streaming down from my eyes.
“Who what? Huh? Killed your father! That is nothing compared to what we had to face Valentina! You destroyed my family! Diego was fine before all that! Do you know how long we had to wait around his bed side? Not knowing if he would come out of his coma?! Do you know how hard it was when he lost his memory! Tell me Valentina Sanchéz!” Damian yelled.
“Get out of my house!” I yelled as I tried my best to stop the tears from coming.
“Get out!” I yelled again. He turned around to leave and then suddenly turned back to me and wrapped his hands around my neck, lowered his lips to mine, I couldn’t stop my lips from melting into his, my hands trailed its way down his body, tracing his abs through his cloth, I wanted more, much more than I’ve ever wanted from anyone.
“I will leave for now but I will surely be back.” He said suddenly peeling his lips off mine. I stood there for sometime distraught staring at the opened door wondering why I still feel this raw desire for Damian in spite of what they did to us. Why is fate being so cruel to me? Why is everything repeating itself all over again? Everything is happening like it did five years ago.
“Momma who was that?” My four year old daughter Ava asked when she came out of her room.
“It’s nobody sweetheart.” I replied still crying my eyes out.
We have to leave this town, Ava and I. It’s the only way we can get away from the Fernandez.
I loaded up our suitcases into my car. My daughter was already in the car when a car pulled up in the driveway.
I knew it was so I got down from the car.
“Momma will be back soon okay?” I said to Ava, she nodded as she continued to play a game on her tablet.
“How dare you show up at my house” I said to Diego. He was standing in front of me with his hands in his pocket and a coy smile on his face.
“I heard you were leaving.” He stated.
“I had to let you know that that is impossible. You see Valentina, you are mine and I will never let you get away.” He added.
“Bring her into the car.” He ordered the two bodyguards by his side.
“No no no.” I protested with tears in my eyes, I was feeling myself starting to drift away as one of them placed something over my nose and dragged me into the car.
“Momma.” I heard Ava say.
“Ava.” I said weakly.
“Wait you have a daughter?” I heard Diego ask as I slipped into a state of oblivion.
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“She’s mine! Stay the fuck away from her brother if you want to stay alive!”
“No! Valentina and I are getting married! She loves me not you!”
“It’s true Dee, I love him!”
“You both will not get away with this betrayal!” He yelled aiming the gun at his brother and firing.
“Noooo! What have you done!” I yelled, crying.
“Nobody must ever find out about this.” He replied panicking.
“Valentina wake up!” You were yelling in your sleep.
I squinted trying to see clearly. Lori? When did she get here? What I’m I doing on my bed? The last thing I remember is being drugged and dragged into Diego’s car.
“Where is Ava?” I asked panicking.
“Where is my daughter?” I yelled ago.
“I don’t know? She wasn’t here when I got here, I thought she was in school or something.” Lori replied confused.
“Oh no! No he took her! He took my baby!” I sobbed.
“I have to go and find her!” I replied getting up from the bed. Immediately my door bell rang.
There was a man in a tuxedo and a top hat.
“He said you should be ready in an hour if you want to see her again.” The man said in the poshest British accent as he handed me a box. My heart started to beat fast as I opened up the box. There was an expensive looking sheer couture gown, a stiletto and a jewelry set. It had a note, I tossed the other things aside and grabbed the note.
“Be early, Ava is counting on it.” The note read. I felt my heart fall into my stomach. Ava, why would he do this? No not my daughter!
Without another thought I rushed into the dress, shoes and the jewelry set. With tears still streaming down my cheek, I packed my hair in a bun and headed out the door.
“Where are you going?” Lori asked utterly confused.
“If I’m not back by tomorrow file a missing person’s report.” I replied as I shut the door. A car was waiting for me in front of my house. I could not stop thinking of Ava, imagining what horrible things they might have done to her as the car rode on. I brought this upon my daughter, I should have left this town five years ago, I should have left after the Fernandez caused Sidney’s accident, after they killed Dad, I should have left after Diego lost his memory, he was the only one that could protect me from Damian. I should have left with our daughter.
The car stopped in front of the mansion. It looked exactly the same, all the terrible memory began to flood in.
The three of them; Diego, Damian and their father Raphael Fernandez were standing in front of me with Ava in front of them.
“I remember everything Valentina.” Diego said, his expression completely unreadable.
VALENTINA’S POV“Were you trying to escape?” Diego asked with a frown. I looked from him to Damian to Mr. Fernandez. All the memories that I had fought hard to forget came back in full force. “Did you think you can just leave like that?” He asked again. I stared at him, still not registering when he is saying.“I’m talking to you.” Diego said, making me snap out of my daze. I looked at him.“I can’t go through this again…” I said sobbing into my hands.“I can’t.” I said again.“Again?” He asked looking confused. I thought he remembers everything, the accident… everything.“ Yes what happened five years ago.” I said expecting him to understand what I am talking about. “What do you mean?” He asked now visibly confused.“Oh… Valentina used to work in dad’s company.” Damian said cutting me off.“There was the whole issue with her not getting a loan from us to save her father.” He added. Lied. “That’s…” I started and then stopped when I saw a frown on Mr. Fernand
VALENTINA’S POV“You slept with him, Valentina.” Damian said in a menacing whisper. I could see his eyes look red with rage, his fist clenched, his lips tightened, his brows furrowed. It remains me of those days when Damian would freak out whenever he sees me with Diego, that time he had threatened to stab my Diego with a knife, how I had to agree to be his girlfriend because he had threatened me with Diego’s life, how distressed Diego had looked when he saw us together during prom. That was when I stopped showing up at the Fernandez’s mansion, I had to keep my distance from the both of them… mostly Damian, I couldn’t bear to keep seeing that hurt look in his eyes.“Why would you do that Vee.” He said gently caressing my chin in his hand. Gentle? Why is Damian being gentle? He is never gentle… he was never gentle… Diego is… well was the gentle one. I had half expecting him to pull me painfully by my arm or shake me roughly or squeeze my face painfully in his
DAMIAN’S POVI have watched him take everything away from me, over and over again. My twin brother Diego who happens to bethe bane of my entire existence. He has been a thorn in my flesh since we were children, he has always had the spotlight to himself, always had the prettiest girlfriend, had always been the better looking twin, the most popular one and somehow I’m supposed to be okay with that? No? Not anymore.I hate Diego so much, the mere sight of him enrages me. It takes everything for me not to drive a knife through his chest.“How did the operation go?” I asked Diego with a smile I have to keep on my face so he doesn’t suspect my impending betrayal.“It went well. Just a few casualties.” He said absent-mindedly as he picked up a piece of sushi from the plate. I glare at him with disgust before returning my smile back to its place. There is nothing special about Diego, I don’t understand why he is always favored by my father and everyone else. He has
DIEGO’S POVI am a beast who enjoys a good time, I mean who doesn’t? Who doesn’t like the fast life? Blinking lights, People who worship you, liquor, the adrenaline rush that comes from ending someone’s life, the knowledge that you have the power to end anyone’s life, the knowledge that that are all puppets at your mercy, all candles that can be easily extinguished by you. You own them all, only death can set them free, that is how that bitch Valentina escaped. That light has been extinguished, she was such a tough cookie so maybe it is for the best.“One thousand dollars anyone?” The auction man on stage with the one night stand slave said. The girl looks uninteresting, the most generic box dyed blonde hair, a boring looking hazel eyes, boring. Her body though, I like how juicy those boobs look, that neck can definitely withstand a bit of choking, that mouth looks like it can take all of me, I would like to trust myself deeply into that pussy from the ba
VALENTINA’S POVDamian has always had mental breakdowns for as long as I can remember, panick attacks, extreme rage, erratic tantrums, everything. It takes a lot to bring him back to his usual self, it’s even harder to decipher which of his shelves he is; the kind fun loving Damian who held my hands on the first day of junior high and told me high school wasn’t going to be horrible or the wicked narcissistic Damian who had publicly humiliated me in high school by emptying a tray full of canteen food on me when Lisa (the queen bee) had asked him why he always hangs out with me (a loser). Damian is…complex, he is nothing like Diego… well he used to be nothing like Diego but now Damian is more Diego than Diego and Diego is more Damian than Damian. Diego used to be my protector, a role that Damian has now adopted, how did they both change so much? It’s almost as if they switched lives, no that would be crazy, right?“Valentina, I… I am so sorry.” He stuttered mov
DIEGO’S POVHis death will be quick, I will tell them to make it as quick as possible, he is my brother so that is the least I can do. I watched as they tied Damian to a pole at the slaughter ground in front of the mansion. We all sat on high up stadium seat, he stood beneath us struggling, his eyes was blindfolded.Damian struggled but of course he cannot fight off five hefty men.I looked over at Valentina who was sitting next to me, she had her eyes behind her palm, trying to avoid the sight of Damian being killed. I felt angry starting to brew within me, does she like him? Is that why she doesn’t want to see him hurt?“If you look away even for one second, I will slit your throat.” I said, enraged. She has her own punishment coming, I would like to watch her suffer for choosing to still stay with Damian even when she got better from the gunshot wound.They are both traitors, traitors deserve no mercy. After Damian was bounded to the pole, five loade
VALENTINA’S POVThe blue room is everything its name suggests, icy, freezing cold, with soulless blue walls that look like they were built with ice block. I wrapped my arm around my body to try to stop myself from freezing, Diego’s goons that had brought me here had a lot more layers of clothing on, they had the most unreadable expressions on. I was still fully clothed but I could feel my insides starting to freeze up, I could easily become ice, my teeth clattered, I’m sure my skin has a ghostly white coloration to it.“Take off all of your clothes.” One of them ordered. He had a bored expression on his face like he has done this a lot of times that it has gotten exhausting.I hesitated. I’m not sure I heard him right! This place is already as cold as the pacific with my clothes on! I’m going to die go sure!I still stood there. No?“I said take off your clothes bitch!” The man yelled, hitting me across the face. My lips felt sore and moist, I touched it a
DESMOND’S POVI thought destroying Diego Fernandez would be very difficult but as it stands, I don’t even have to do so much. I just have to insert my own players into the game and watch as they bring him to his knees in front of my throne. He has to pay for making me an outcast in my father’s kingdom, they all have to. I began with Damian, that pathetic idiot stood no chance, I knew I could bring him down using that girl Valentina as his trap, as soon as I saw the love in his eyes immediately he set his eyes on her… I knew I had gotten him where I wanted his, I knew she would help me get rid of him. That sick bastard, I actually feel like I did a good things for him. I wanted to set him free.Although now he actually isn’t dead yet, it sure seems like he is. He is nothing but a paralyzed vegetable now. Hahaha!! Sweet revenge! Diego next then the king himself Raphael Alexandro Fernandez, my father who has never acknowledged me as his….
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWRaphael Fernandez, Diego’s father is a monster. He raped me. It is one of those things… those memories I try to push away, one of those memories that I try to forget ever happened because I am not sure I have healed from that, I don’t think I can ever heal from that.Remembering it will create a chain reaction of hate, regret and self loathing so I have tried for years to just imagine that it didn’t happen.I used to wake up drenched in my own sweat, I used to have nightmares where he would chase me through the woods with a sickle, in those nightmares Raphael Fernandez was the grim reaper and I was his prey. I used to be scared of leaving the house for months, every man I saw scared me, they all reminded me of him, of what he did so I retreated to my self.The first person I ever told about the rape was Damian, we became friends after Diego left for the ranch, we had a platonic friendship and then it grew into something more.I needed Diego, I was vulnerable,
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW “You really didn’t know now did you?” My father said laughing that his cold wicked laugh that can make anyone’s blood boil with anger and resentment. He seems to be enjoying himself taunting and making a mockery of me.“She didn’t tell you huh? So much for true love.” He mocked, i gritted my teeth and balled up my fists but said nothing. I want my fist to make contact with his face so badly but I tried my best to calm myself down, I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing the anger in my face, I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that his words can get to me. I tried and hoped my face was emotionless.“So she kept the truth from you? Who would have thought?” My father said again.I don’t know what to think, I don’t know who to believe, over and over again Valentina has proven to me why she shouldn’t be trusted, there is the whole issue with Dester, there’s the time she went to work for Desmond Sandals to spite me, there’s the fact tha
ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW I don’t know what happened, I don’t know how it happened but now I am tied up here in a building I cannot recognize, a building with a very high ceiling, white plastered wall and red ties.I am tied up next to Diego Fernandez, the mafia king who had captured my sister and I, why am I tied up next to him? Why am I here? I don’t know!The last thing I remember is being at the masquerade ball with Delvin, I remember dancing and being really touchy and affectionate with him, I remember him leaning in to kiss me on my lips, I remember tip toeing to reach his lips.Then I also remember the light going off, I remember the panic that surrounded the hall as the sound of gunshots filled the air, I felt someone pull me away, I yelled for Delvin but his voice came from the far end of the hall, he sounded like he was being restrained.“Zara!!” He yelled back and then I heard a crash coming from the direction of his voice. I can’t get the image of him laying unconscious on th
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I am dressed in a red hip hugging gown. The red of the gown contrasts my light brown skin, the red mirror’s how I feel, enraged. I never agreed to this, I told him that I did not want to go for this masquerade ball but as usual he got his way and I am now here seated at the back seat of this black tinted limousine, next to him being driven to the venue.He pours some golden colored champagne into a champagne flute.“Here this will help you with your anxiety.” Raphael said, I took it and had all the drink down in one gulp. I have always battled with social anxiety it became worse after my father’s infamous arrest, after our family was thrown into a whirlwind of media frenzy, it was a long time ago but I remember every bit of the trial.Raphael knows about my social anxiety because I told him, the day I told him was that day my father got this huge award and he chose me to give a speech, I was so sure I couldn’t do it but Raphael helped or should I say the thin
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWThe box was delivered to my door step at around five pm, the ball is supposed to start by nine. The hair stylist and makeup artist came a while later. I looked into the box, it had the same Dior couture gown, the one with sequins and Swarovski stones, the same one that I had said to Diego I liked about a week ago when I had literally forced him to watch watch the Milan fashion week broadcast with me. It was the one that Gigi hadid had on in one of the shows.The box also had a pastel colored Chanel bag to match the gown as well as a pair of louboutin heels. My mouth was wide up in shock at the amount of expensive stuff in the box. I cannot accept this, it is too much! I would never be able to pay back, I can never afford to pay back. I’m sure I can find something good enough in my own closet to wear. I opened up my closet, searched and searched but nothing looked good enough to fit the level of exclusivity that the ball promises.I looked through the clot
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW “You can either start eating by yourself or I will have to make you.” Raphael said, I ignored him and looked away. He grabbed my chin roughly in his hand and turned my face to face him.“Don’t you dare look away from me when I’m talking to you.” Raphael said and then let me go, I winced in pain and then glared at him.“One thing you have to understand Yara is that I own you, your father sold you to me before you even learned to talk, I gave him the fortune your family enjoyed, you and your siblings were able to attend the best schools because of me. I own you Yara and that ownership is going to be forever so you better start enjoying your golden prison my love.” Raphael whispered into my ear, his face was so close to mine, his breath felt warm against my face. I closed my eyes and felt a drop of tears slip from my eyes.“What happened to my obedient little whore? How did you change so much in just a few months of me not being around.” Raphael said tracing lines o
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEWYou both have a friendship that works Diego stick with that! Don’t fucking push her away by wanting more! You have to stay strong! Just be her friend, she wants a friend right now just be that!I keep showing up, I just can’t stay away, i have things I should do you know? Important things but somehow I’m always here, craving her… company, to its full extent.I can hardly breathe, I just want her in a non-friendly way, in a non-platonic way, in a more sexual way. Sometimes when I’m around her, I am so sure that I would combust from how much I want her, from how much I want to feel myself inside of her, sliding and gliding, sucking and fucking. I have to remind myself that I don’t want to push her away, that I don’t want to lose the comfortable friendship we have.I am standing behind her, she tries to move through the space between the kitchen counter and I. Her ass gentle grinds against my crotch, against my already aroused cock, it feels electric. She apologize
WALTER’S POINT OF VEIWWhy isn’t she here yet?! She should have been here… safe hours ago! we would have gotten past this, all of this crap but yet again she has chosen to hunt me by not showing up, once again she has chosen that prodigal son over me, she does not know who this prodigal son truly is and it sucks that she thinks she does.She has swapped our roles. She has made me out to be the bad guy even though I am not, she has made my erring son to be the good guy that he most definitely isn’t. I knew she would not listen! I had two option either to have my bodyguards kidnap her or just threaten her into coming here. I chose the second one because for a weird reason I wanted to give her a choice, I don’t know why but I wanted her to choose to come to me herself. I should have picked the first option because if I had then she would not be in the danger that she is in now! It’s all my fault, what she is probably going through right now is my fault. I knew she would pick Blake,
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW When I saw that the door was unlocked, I did not panic like the last time. Nowadays i feel like I would be more panicked if I meet the door locked after I get back from work. I know who is in my house, it is the same person who has been in my house every single day for about a week now, it is Diego, it’s his M.O to just go into my house without prior notice, he has pretty much made my house his since about a week now. He lets himself in (I don’t know how) takes a sit and pretty much just waits for me to get back from work, the first three times it happens I was shocked maybe a bit terrified but now after all these time I would say his presence is pretty much something I am starting to get used to something I am trying my hardest not to start getting attached to because I know what would happen when he learns the full story about five years ago.I walked in and sure enough he was there seated sipping on a glass of whiskey.“This whiskey sucks but unfortunat