Raya The business meeting has been arranged and my brothers informs me about the important clients that are going to attend the meeting. I have to discuss the Willow project with them before they decide to cancel it. This project is becoming important to me becuase it has many benefits for our company and if I manage to get the deal, I am well aware that my father might forgive me. Well, I can at least take a risk. Soon I arrive at the corporations to find out the workers are already preparing for the meeting. There is anticipation and the negative energy that i can sense around me. I am nervous as well but I have to keep a calm posture to remain confident. As I enter the board room, my brothers comes to motivate me. I might be lucky with the sibling relationship but I sure as very unlucky in love. Sighing deeply, I prepare myself for the presentation and the assistant informs me that the clients has arrived. I am met with Sean Myers. The smile on his face is prominent when he come
RayaAs Sean drives me home in his car, I sit in the backseat beside him, feeling his feather-light touch on my hand. I turn to look at him, and I notice a faint smile lingering on his lips. I am rendered speechless, unable to find the right words to express the mix of emotions swirling inside me.His touch sends a wave of shivers down my spine, a sensation both soft and gentle, yet unfamiliar in its intimacy. I am not accustomed to such closeness, to the tenderness of his gestures that speak volumes in their subtlety. As I sit in silence, lost in the moment, I realize that sometimes, words are not needed to convey the depth of connection and understanding that can exist between two people.I am accustomed to a life where I am treated with firmness, not abuse, but with a sense of possession and ownership. In my world, there is only one man who holds that power over me - Carlos Sinclair. He is a constant presence in my thoughts, his name echoing in my mind every hour of the day. I miss
RayaAs I step into the cabin, my gaze is immediately drawn to the picture frame of Carlos that hangs prominently on the wall before me. A bittersweet twist of my lips accompanies the thought that if he were here, and not behind bars, he would have undoubtedly taken action to assist me in my current situation. Carlos had always been there for me, offering his support selflessly, even when it was not necessarily in his best interest to do so.Now, however, I find myself alone and without his steadfast presence to rely on. The absence of his guiding hand leaves me feeling adrift and vulnerable, grappling with the weight of my troubles without his reassuring presence by my side.As I sit at the table, my dad and brother's discussion about my potential marriage to Se
RayaAs I sit in my car, Sean's questions echo in my mind, leaving me feeling unsure and unsettled. The weight of his inquiries hangs in the air, tugging at my thoughts and stirring up a sense of unease. Despite my efforts to push them aside, the answers remain elusive, dancing just out of reach.With a moment of clarity, I instruct the driver to change course and head towards the police station. The decision is driven by a deep need to seek counsel from Carlos, a trusted source of guidance in times of confusion. The familiar surroundings of the station offer a sense of security and a glimmer of hope in the midst of the swirling emotions that cloud my mind. In this moment of uncertainty, reaching out to Carlos feels like the first step towards finding clarity and direction.
CarlosSitting behind the bars, all I can do is fucking wait. I am not sure why I am not using the best of my power, it wouldn't take so many days for me to get out of the prison. And I have had enough. Getting the news of her going on a date with that mother fucker Sean Myers brings out the anger in me. How dare she?How dare he? How the fuck is this possible? Is my cousin going crazy for sending her on a date with an older man? As I sit here in the prison, I am looking at the large tv screen above me, watching her getting out of the mansion, dressed in a sexy evening dress. She is even prepared for the date and it seems like she is not totally against it, after all.I will see how long she is going to fuck with him because sooner or later, this man is goi
RayaCarlos's unexpected presence at my engagement party sends a wave of unease through me. Everything had been going smoothly until his arrival, his mere presence casting a shadow over the celebratory atmosphere. As I observe him from a distance, I can sense that he is up to something, his demeanor and calculated movements hinting at a hidden agenda.Amidst the exchange of rings and the guests' applause, I force a smile, trying to maintain a facade of happiness and composure. The room buzzes with excitement but my attention is drawn back to Carlos, his gaze fixed on me with a knowing look that sends a chill down my spine. The intensity in Carlos's gaze sends a shiver down my spine, his eyes revealing a sense of confidence rather than disappointment. As I watch him closely, a feeling of uncertainty lingers in the air. Could he be planning to disrupt the engagement party in some way? The thought crosses my mind, sparking a mix of apprehension and anticipation.Despite the potential fo
Carlos As I stand outside the operating theater, my nephews by my side, a heavy sense of despair settles over me. The sight of the surgeons inside, working tirelessly to save my cousin Warren, fills me with a profound sense of helplessness and sorrow.I watch through the glass, my gaze fixed on the figure of Warren lying on the operating table, surrounded by a team of medical professionals. The sterile environment, the hushed voices, and the steady hum of machines create a solemn atmosphere that weighs heavily on my heart.The bond that is beginning to form between us, born out of shared pain and struggle, fills me with a sense of unease and foreboding. The knowledge that our lives are now forever intertwined by this shared experience, by the fragility of human existence and the uncertainty of what lies ahead, adds a layer of complexity to our relationship that both disturbs and disheartens me.As I watch the surgeons work diligently to save Warren's life, a sense of dread settles in
Raya My father has returned to the mansion after a successful surgery and is now resting. Today, I have a meeting at Sinclair Corporations before meeting Sean for lunch at his favorite restaurant. I learned that Carlos will be at the meeting, taking over his shares and role in the company, indicating that I am not representing him.It seems like a good idea for me to step back from Carlos's position because his work is beyond my understanding and capabilities. He is involved in numerous ongoing and upcoming projects that I am not informed about, and the complexity of his plans makes it difficult for me to comprehend his intentions. With family relationships already strained, I am unsure whether I should disclose this information to my brothers.Entering the board room, I look around until my eyes are fixed on him. There he sits, handsome and confident as well. Carlos is a man in his own world, he is not only an experienced man but a very sensible businessman as well. Meanwhile my bro
Carlos My child is not in this world and this is because of that mother fucker Sean Myers. I swear I am going to kill this bastard but first I will humiliate him in the entire world. He will pay for what he did to me and Saraya. That fucker had the audacity first to marry the woman I love and then he killed my unborn child. I feel like pulling his hair, dragging him to the road, and then beating him so much that he won’t be able to recognize his own filthy fucking face. I realize that I have to stay calm and plan everything accordingly. When I send her back to the Myers mansion which I am totally against, I feel like my heart is being squeezed out of my chest. I am prepared to take this matter legally and send him to jail and I cannot wait for that. The woman I love was in so much pain, physical and mental. When I took her to the hospital she was squirming in pain in my arms as I cradled her, and tried my best to calm her down. And once the doctor informed me that the baby was no l
RayaAs I bring the glass of wine to my lips, the strong scent assaults my senses, causing a wave of nausea to wash over me. Unaware of the heightened sensitivity to scents that often accompany pregnancy, I instinctively recoil, placing the glass back on the table, leaving him puzzled by my sudden change in demeanor. "I'm sorry, I can't—" I start to explain, before a sudden queasiness overtakes me, causing me to place a hand over my mouth.He twists his lower lip, his expression calm and understanding as he gently remarks, "Well, for a pregnant woman, this is quite impossible, isn't it?" His words hang in the air, a realization dawning on both of us as the truth of my condition becomes apparent in that simple, yet profound moment.I observe him as he takes a sip
RayaSean is mourning for his cousin’s death. I am well aware that Carlos did that. He mentioned this to me last night and now I feel very delighted to see Sean going through the same things I once went through. Carlos also provided me with the evidence that it was Sean who killed Noah and now my anger for him has intensified. I am waiting for the moment when I will be able to punish him.Sean Myers must die or else he will be put behind bars. I can't wait for this to happen. I let him mourn for his cousin’s death and standing at the stairs, I sigh deeply, secretly grinning at his loss. I feel superior now that Carlos is with me and my power has doubled.Carlos visits me every night, I am not sure how but he manages to sneak in without getting caught
RayaIt has been two weeks since I married Sean, but I have not experienced a single moment of genuine happiness with him. He mistreats me every day, and the person I thought I knew is completely different from the reality of what I face daily.Carlos is no more, and I am stunned by his actions against me. I trusted him to assist me, but he carried out his revenge plan with deadly consequences. Since arriving at the Myers mansion, I have not seen my family. Sean confines me within the mansion, preventing me from leaving. It seems as though I am a captive in what is supposed to be my own home.I am constantly monitored by servants and security guards, even within the confines of the house. Sean watches over me closely, intensifying the feeling of being scrutinized. The
CarlosI meet Ryat and keep him tied up, I am torturing him to speak the truth. I want him to reveal the plans and the fraud against the other companies. I want Sean to be disgraced in front of the entire world, especially on his wedding day. I keep Ryat abducted and he has revealed everything to me. Now I have evidence against Sean and while I am going to crash the wedding, revealing this mishap that he has made to the world.I bet that Warren will no longer let his daughter marry a man who is not only corrupt but also a fraud. As I sit with Ryat, staring at his badly bruised face, I spit in anger, “And why do you think that Sean is going to get the loan from the government to purchase the shares in the Sinclair Corporations?”Ryat spits out th
RayaStepping into the penthouse I see the soft glow of city lights cast a mesmerizing spell over the room. I move towards the expansive window, drawn to the panoramic view of the city skyline that stretches before me. The twinkling lights below seem to dance in the darkness, a silent symphony that captivates my senses.As I stand by the window, a sense of anticipation fills me, my heart beating in rhythm with the pulse of the city below—the night air whispers against my skin, carrying with it a promise of secrets and possibilities. My gaze is fixed on the horizon, my thoughts drifting to the meeting that awaits me.In the tranquil solitude of the penthouse, I wait patiently for Carlos, the only sound is the gentle hum of the city outside. The minutes tick by, each passing moment heightening my sense of anticipation. My thoughts are consumed by the impending wedding that looms on the horizon. The prospect of marrying Sean no longer holds any appeal for me, especially after overhearin
RayaAs I sit at the dinner table with my father and my brothers, a heavy sense of apprehension settles over me. The tension in the room surrounds us, the unspoken expectation of discussing my marriage to Sean hanging like a dark cloud over our meal. My dad clears his throat, his gaze stern as he addresses me. "Raya, it is time for you to fulfill your duty to the family and marry Sean."I take a deep breath, steeling myself for the confrontation that I knew was inevitable. "I'm sorry, Dad, but I cannot marry Sean. I do not love him," I respond, my voice steady despite the tremor in my heart. Jake's eyes narrow, his voice laced with authority. "Raya, this is not up for debate. You will marry Sean, and that is final. We must uphold our family's honor."My hands clench under the table, a surge of defiance rising within me. "I cannot sacrifice my happiness for the sake of tradition. I will not marry a man I do not love," I declare, my voice firm with conviction. Phil interjects, his tone
CarlosI am seated in a bar next to my nephew, not Jake, but Phil, the one with the gentlest heart. I order two margaritas for us, and as we engage in conversation, he inquires, "What's the reason for calling me here, Uncle?" With confidence, I respond, "I want you to know that I deeply care for this family. While I am eager to stand by all of you during this challenging period, I understand that none of you may wish to see me at the mansion, and I respect that."I let out a deep sigh before speaking, "I need your assistance with the plan I am devising." Phil furrows his brow in confusion, questioning, "What plan? What exactly are you intending to do? Are you going to go against your own family?" I roll my eyes at his reaction, trying to comprehend his mindset, and proceed to clarify my intentions, stating, "No, I don't plan to
CarlosI am fucking aware that she is having lunch with this mother fucker in a restaurant and yes I came here to ruin this lunch for her. And how can she expect to have a peaceful moment with her fiance when I keep on pestering her head for twenty-four fucking hours? I am the only one she must think of and I am the only one whose name must be on her tongue when she is close to her her orgasm.It's been quite a while since I fucked her and I miss touching her. Her scent and her moans, her shallow breaths, and everything else. She is so fucking mine and I will claim it no matter what I have to do for her. For now, I am sitting in a restaurant where she is having lunch with Sean fuckling Myers. I brought a date with me, after all coming here all alone would be awkward for me.