"Do not think I'm a fool to not realize the game you played," Jude said to Miguel when he got into his office right after the meeting."Do not think I don't know how you fucked her yesterday. When you fuck these bitches, they report to me with their attitudes so I don't even give a shit if you think or know of any played game. I won! It's my field. She's nothing but a freaking learner." Miguel spat as she sat on the chair. She knew Anita would come for her but she was well prepared for her. She then glared at Jude whose thing in between his legs could never behave.****It's been wild moments for Aria, who had been having a really hard time being a woman in Alejandro's mansion. It was 6 pm right after she stopped cleaning for the day. Tired, she decides to go drop the cleaning instrument, so she gets herself cleaned up before going to bed. On getting to the store where these types of equipment are kept, she started hearing some strange sounds. She paused in her step and tried to pay m
Alejandro's hand turned into a fist as he gritted his teeth. He hated what he was seeing but couldn't tell who he was angry with.Aria was busy with her duties the next day just as usual, cleaning the bathroom like she had always done when Mark appeared, messing up what she was cleaning. She had her eyes on the floor without a word and kept cleaning, hoping to avoid every single issue that could pop up, but Mark didn't appreciate that. "How dare you ignore my presence? Have you forgotten I can make you disappear?" He asked her, and she knelt, hoping he saw that she didn't want trouble."I'm sorry if you are hurt. I see your presence and I'm grateful. I very well acknowledge your presence." She said to him without looking into his eyes.He was a little bit pissed that she was avoiding his gaze, so he got closer and raised her chin, wanting her to look into his eyes, but she tried to avoid it. "Why do you always act like you are special? You aren't special Aria. You are nothing but a pu
The sight in front of him was one he couldn't believe. He had done a lot of bad things in his life but this was just out of it. Aria was in shock as she then had her eyes covered. The men were seven in number. The drinks in their hands had been drugged by Alejandro, and yes, they could only get themselves back by using Mark because they were gays, and they also had Alejandro's permission. Each of them took turns raping Mark in the Anus and aggressively. "Ahhh!!!" He screamed and begged that he get set free, but this man didn't care. The fifth one could not tolerate his house, so he took out some part of his cloth that had been cut and used it to tie up his mouth so he wouldn't hear a thing, but he still heard because Mark was in pain and his screams couldn't contain just his body alone. After about three hours, these men finally got themselves and stopped, the drugs leaving their bodies. They took out the clothes in his mouth and loosed him from the wall, causing him to fall to the fl
They enveloped her and bundled her back to the mansion. The moment they got inside, they walked straight to a room called Alejandro's chamber and dropped her on the floor. She looked up and saw Alejandro. The moment their eyes locked, she froze and looked at the floor. "Leave!" He ordered his men and walked out of the chamber. It was now just him and Aria in there. "What did I do so wrong that made you do that?" He asked her and she froze. She couldn't understand why he was being so calm. "I made you a queen in here and made everyone around get their eyes off you and all you are going to do is throw that away?" He asked her and she shook her head."I'm sorry! I just don't want to be a part of this craziness. Everyone is going mad in here. You are killing people and others are killing others. I now see blood every day of my life, just like I drink water every day, and it hurts. Please just let me go. I promise I won't do anything out of line if I leave just let me get the fuck out of h
Seeing her smile from ear to ear gave Maria deep happiness from within. It was rare to see Aria in this mood. "Don't ever stop smiling." She said to her and Aria's smile widened. The next day, Aria decided to do some cleaning. She got into the private bar in the mansion and was cleaning the wine counter when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned back and was surprised to see Alejandro. "You don't have to be so stressed." He said to her, a bit displeased that she was seriously getting the bar cleaned up when he had maids to do that for him."I really want to. It's the best I can do to help out or I will get very bored." She replied to him, and he smiled."Here! Have this! It will help you relax. It has ten percent alcohol in it, so yeah, be a bit careful when taking it, okay." He said handing a drink to her.She smiled and left with it after cleaning up. "Who has this señiorita? How did it get into your room?" Maria asked her and she smiled."It belongs to me now. Alejandro gave it
She soon remembered that she'd got a lot of work to do that day, so she struggled and got up. After showering, she got into the kitchen but kept losing her focus whenever she thought about what might have occurred between her and Juan. She couldn't remember a thing and she couldn't blame him either because she was certain that it was her fault. Her mind was so messed up that she had no idea someone was behind her until she got tapped. She flinched and turned only to see Aria. "What's wrong?" Aria asked her, surprised to see that she was absentminded which was unlike her."Aria I have made a very big mistake. I don't even think I will ever be able to get myself out of this." She hugged Aria who stood there, surprised."I don't understand. There is no mistake that can't be corrected." She said to her and held her."I did it with Juan last night!" She opened up to Aria. Juan?Aria definitely knew who that was but what she did with him was something she was yet to understand. "What are y
"What do I do? Oh God!" She said as she then walked into her bed and tucked herself in even though she knew that closing her eyes was going to be a big deal for her that night. She woke up the next morning with a heavy heart and folded her head on the bed for a while thinking about herself and her life in the mansion. After freshening up, she looked at the clock and saw that it was just 6:30 am. She then left her room with the tiny bottle and made her way into Aria's room. "Good morning!" She greeted Aria, who seemed to have woken up earlier and was taking care of her hair in front of her mirror, her skin so pure and her eyes so bright that Maria thought it would be so evil to try to end such a beautiful soul."Morning!" Aria replied cheekily, and after she was done, she ran to Maria and hugged her. Last night was cold. I wished I was out there, I would have gotten myself a good relationship and wouldn't have to feel the way I was feeling last night." She said to Maria. Aria clearly
One week had passed since the incident, and Maria had gotten over the trauma of being placed in a position to poison someone. "You should get my room cleaned after you are done. The other maid did complete trash hours ago." Valentine instructed Maria in the sitting room and walked away. Maria's brows furrowed as she wondered what Valentine had up her sleeves. She just hoped there wasn't any weapon they aimed at her. On realizing what she was thinking, she smiled. There was no way Valentine could murder her in cold blood right in the mansion. The only person to do that was Alejandro or someone else, but it must be under Alejandro's permission.She walked into Valentine's room right after cleaning the sitting room. She cleaned up the whole place even though she didn't think the room was messed up. After she was done, he walked out of the room and proceeded to clean the long passage that looked a little bit dusty due to the people in the mansion walking past it.****"Maria!!!!" Valentin
The night was thick with silence, but Alejandro knew better than to trust it. He stood at the edge of the safe house’s balcony, staring out at the dense jungle that surrounded them. The moonlight barely cut through the thick canopy, casting eerie shadows that shifted with the wind. His grip on his gun was firm, his mind running through every possible scenario.Inside, the others were restingor at least trying to. Aria lay on the worn-out couch, her breathing even, but Alejandro knew she wasn’t asleep. He could tell by the way her fingers clenched the fabric of her shirt, the tension in her body refusing to let go. Jace sat in a chair nearby, his gun resting on his lap, eyes closed but fully alert. Valentina and Miguel were in the other room, patching up wounds and checking their supplies.“We need to move soon,” Jace muttered, not opening his eyes.Alejandro exhaled. “I know.”“Then why are we still here?”Alejandro didn’t answer immediately. He turned back to look at Aria. She had be
The sound of heavy boots echoed against the stone walls of the abandoned safe house. Alejandro moved swiftly through the dimly lit hallway, his grip tight around the gun in his hand. Aria followed close behind, her breath controlled but her heart pounding. The silence that loomed ahead was more unnerving than the chaos they had just escaped from.Jace and Valentina covered their backs, their movements synchronized from years of experience. Miguel, though still weakened from his injury, held his pistol steady, his sharp eyes scanning every shadow for a possible threat.Alejandro’s mind was racing. Santiago’s men had been relentless, attacking the boat and nearly sinking it. They had lost valuable time fending off the ambush, and now, with only a short lead, their only chance was to lay low, recover, and plan their next move.“Clear,” Jace whispered as he checked the adjacent rooms.Alejandro nodded and gestured for Aria to move ahead with him. She kept close to his side, her body tense
The boat rocked gently as the wind carried the scent of salt and blood through the air. Alejandro stood at the helm, his grip on the wheel tightening as he scanned the horizon. The night’s battle had left them weary, but there was no time to rest. Santiago’s men were relentless, and if they had found them once, they would find them again.Aria leaned against the railing, her arms wrapped around herself. Her mind replayed the last few hoursthe gunfire, the near-death moments, the desperate fight to survive. She glanced toward Alejandro, his face illuminated by the dim moonlight, and saw the tension in his jaw, the way his muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike.“You’re thinking too much,” she said softly, stepping closer to him.He exhaled, forcing himself to loosen his grip. “We need to reach the safe house before sunrise.”Jace emerged from below deck, wiping blood off his hands. “Miguel is stable. Barely. But he needs a doctor soon.”Alejandro nodded, his mind already calcul
The night was thick with tension, the air carrying the scent of salt and gunpowder. The boat rocked slightly beneath them, the aftermath of the ambush still lingering. Alejandro stood near the helm, his grip on the wheel tightening. Every nerve in his body was wired, his instincts screaming at him to stay on edge. He had learned long ago that survival meant never letting his guard down.Aria sat beside him, her hand resting on his knee. The touch was grounding, but it did little to silence the storm brewing inside him. She could see it in his eyesthe darkness, the fury, the relentless need for revenge."We're almost there," Jace muttered, checking the GPS. "Another ten minutes."Miguel groaned from where he lay, his wound hastily bandaged. "Let's hope we don’t have another welcoming party."Valentina reloaded her gun with calm precision. "If we do, we make sure they regret showing up."Alejandro exhaled sharply, his jaw clenching. "Santiago isn’t done. He knows we got away, and he won
The echoes of gunfire had faded, but the tension in the air remained thick. The boat rocked slightly as Alejandro stood at the helm, his hands gripping the wheel with white-knuckled intensity. The salt-laced wind whipped against his face, but his mind was elsewhereback on the deck, back in the chaos, back in the moment Aria was nearly taken from him.She stood nearby, watching him carefully. Despite the exhaustion weighing down her limbs, she refused to let herself rest. They weren’t safe yet, and even if they were, she knew better than to let her guard down. Not with Santiago lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.Jace was checking the remaining ammunition, his face tight with concentration. Valentina was bandaging Miguel’s wound, her movements efficient yet gentle. The cartel enforcer was pale but still conscious, his usual smirk dulled by the pain."We need a plan," Aria finally spoke, breaking the heavy silence. Her voice was firm, but there was an underly
The night was suffocatingly quiet after the chaos. The only sounds were the rhythmic lapping of waves against the damaged boat and the occasional groans of pain from the wounded. Alejandro stood at the helm, his grip on the railing so tight his knuckles turned white. The salt air burned his nostrils, but it did nothing to clear the storm in his head.Aria watched him carefully. He hadn't spoken since the last shot was fired, since Santiago's men had finally been silenced. The fight had been brutal, but they had won at least for now. And yet, Alejandro seemed more troubled than relieved.She took a hesitant step toward him. "Alejandro?"His shoulders tensed, but he didn’t turn around. She reached out, her fingers brushing his arm. "Talk to me."He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "It doesn’t feel like a victory. We lost people tonight. Jace is injured. Miguel is barely standing. And Santiago, he's still out there."Aria swallowed, understanding his frustration. "But we're alive. That
The night stretched on, the scent of salt and gunpowder still thick in the air. Alejandro stood at the edge of the safe house’s balcony, his hands gripping the railing as he stared out into the darkness. His body was stiff, muscles still coiled from the fight on the boat. Every breath felt heavier than the last.Aria watched him from the doorway, the soft glow from the room behind her casting a faint halo around her figure. She could see the tension in his stance, the weight of everything pressing down on him. Quietly, she stepped forward.“You haven’t said much since we got here,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.Alejandro didn’t turn immediately. He exhaled through his nose, his grip on the railing tightening before he finally spoke. “There’s too much to think about.”Aria moved closer, her fingers brushing against his forearm. “Then talk to me. Let me share the burden.”He glanced at her then, his dark eyes filled with conflict. For a long moment, he simply looked at
The shipyard was eerily silent now, the scent of gunpowder still lingering in the air. Alejandro stood over Santiago’s lifeless body, his gun still warm in his grip. The night breeze rustled his hair, but he barely noticed it.Aria stood beside him, her breathing steady, but Alejandro could feel the tension radiating from her. She had wanted this war to end as much as he did, but the victory felt… hollow.Jace groaned as he approached, clutching his side where blood seeped through his shirt. “I’m just going to throw this out there we’re really bad at having peaceful business deals.”Valentina smirked, tucking her gun away. “It’s the nature of the business, Jace.”Miguel knelt beside Santiago’s body, checking his pulse despite knowing it was pointless. “It’s over,” he muttered, standing up and wiping his hands. “Finally.”Alejandro turned to his team, his expression unreadable. “We haven't celebrated yet. Santiago had men, and they’ll be looking for vengeance.”Aria nodded. “We have to
The tension inside the safe house was suffocating. The air was thick with frustration, exhaustion, and the lingering scent of gunpowder. Santiago had slipped through their fingers, and everyone in the room knew what that meant.He wouldn’t run. He would retaliate.Alejandro sat at the head of the table, his jaw clenched, his fingers tapping against the wood. His mind was already calculating his next move, but there was one undeniable truth gnawing at him.They had lost an opportunity tonight.Jace was lying on the couch, his side bandaged, his face pale. He was still conscious, but the pain in his expression was clear. Valentina was seated next to him, checking his wound with a critical eye.Miguel leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, eyes sharp. His usual smirk was gone. Even he knew this situation wasn’t a joke.Aria stood across from Alejandro, arms folded, her face unreadable. But he could see the tension in her shoulders, the fire in her eyes.“We had him,” she finally said