Jace heart ached to know that Aria was in pain where she currently was. He wished Valentine could change her mind, yet he had no idea why he was feeling that way. "Valentine you aren't even faithful to me." He whispered to himself and got up to go speak to her. When he walked into the sitting room, it was easier to spot her. "Valentine!" He called and she looked up from her laptop. "It's been a while. You called me with such a sweet voice." She replied to him, and he was taken aback. "Sweet voice?" He asked himself. He didn't think he was being sweet at all. "I need to talk to you." He said to her, dragged her into her room, and placed her on the bed. "What's all this?" She asked seductively and took out his shirt as she caressed it. "Why do you act like you don't miss me? It's so unlike you." She said and started scratching his ears with her teeth. He stated quiet and after a while and watching her being stupid, he placed her on the bed for a proper conversation. "I would like yo
It was something that happened all the time though. There was nothing to be surprised about. She liked how she was able to get him to bed when she needed it the most. He reminded her a lot about Jace. What she had no idea about was the fact that he already knew a hint about their affairs and, in fact, had heard her calling his name repeatedly. She got into the shower and quickly cleaned up herself. Right after she got out, she made her way into the dining room and noticed that some foods had been served along with several fruits. She ate to her fill and dressed in a swimsuit she then walked towards a special pool made for her and jumped inside it. It took her a while to swim to her satisfaction and right after she was done, she walked into the mansion and looked at the clock. It was 4 pm already. She's had a long day. "I guess I have to check out for a while" she muttered as she then walked into her closet and got dressed. She wore a short royal blue gown that highlighted her beautif
Valentine landed on the bed and was thankful that she didn't get injured. She closed her eyes as she tried to get over what just happened. "I am Valentine. You shouldn't treat me this way." She spat even though she knew that the drug he just took was affecting him just like every other that he took. "I'm smashing the fucking Valentine. Get over it!" He replied and lay on the bed. Valentine looked at him for a while and didn't know if she should regret coming over or not. She liked to see his face. If not, she didn't think she would have any business being by his side. She soon got tired of waiting for him to get a grip on himself for a conversation and got up. "I guess my money will be ready the next time I show up." She then picked up her bag and stormed out. She got into her Bentley and drove to a mall near Hernandez's mansion. After shopping for some clothes and shoes, she then made her way back. The moment she got to the mansion, she packed in the garage and personally took out
"And what does Sophia have to do with this?" She asked, sounding very aggravated. "it's high time you quit blackmailing me emotionally. I have had enough of it.""Valentine if you go and let that girl go, there will be no way to find Sophia. I suspect Jace of being with her. If he wants his sister out of here, then he should get my sister out of wherever he kept her. Okay, let me give him the benefit of the doubt; even if he's not with her if he can find her, he will have his sister out. You don't have to try making things easier for him." Alejandro said to her as he did his best to send hints to her knowing that there was every possibility of her telling him everything she knew about them in the mansion. Valentine rolled her eyes. She didn't think she understood why he was saying those things to her. "Whatever. I'm out of here." She muttered and left. Alejandro took a very deep breath as he watched her leave his office to hers and couldn't help but feel very sad. He couldn't believ
After a week of chilling in an unknown location, Miguel returned and found her way back to work. The first day of work after her abrupt vacation looked like it was going to be cool for her, but her co-workers seemed to be thinking otherwise. "Someone is back!" Maya said the moment she walked past Miguel in the passage. Miguel stopped in her step. She looked like she was ready to entertain every drama that came her way. "Someone hasn't changed either. You look charged up. He must be doing a really good job." Miguel replied to her and turned to leave, but Maya looked like she wasn't ready to end the conversation. "You are always showing your frustration. I was just welcoming you didn't have to be so rude." She said to Miguel, glaring at her. "I never asked to be welcomed. I walked out of this office to my vacation on my own will and returned on my own will. Is that something you can pull off?" She asked Maya who then looked at the floor in defeat. Miguel was right; she could only l
"Wanna die?" She asked Maya who then rolled her eyes. "It's not like you can murder me anyway." She replied, but then, before she could act, Miguel grabbed her with force and hit her face hard on the wall. " "How does that feel? Awesome?" She asked her and walked in with the documents in her hands. Maya couldn't feel her face anymore. She held her belly as though the whole face went straight there as she managed to see straight. "You are such a beast. You fucking bitch!" She cursed and then rushed back to her office and picked up her mirror just to see her face. She saw some scratches on her face and couldn't help but feel pained. She thought about reporting her but after recalling the meeting that later turned against Anita, she couldn't help but force herself to let go. A tear slipped out of her eyes as she then picked up her bag and walked out of the office. "When you fuck these bitches, do you cum right in them? If so then I guess your cum has got some energetic syrup in them.
"You aren't the first man that tried to stand up for his woman; you wouldn't be the last either, so why bother my peace of mind?" Miguel asked as she walked into his office. "Oh right! Just like I thought you would act." He responded and sat down. "Are you trying to blame me right now? Oh, so you enjoyed the compliment?" She asked him folding her hands this time. "That's not the point. I just wanted to ask for a favor. Could you be the bigger person and just try to give her back the percentage I gave to you this morning?" He asked her and she froze in shock. "What? You said what?" She asked repeatedly as she walked around his office. The moment she placed her hand on the gun on one of his shelves, she pointed it at his arm and pulled the trigger, only for nothing to come out. "I can't believe you tried to shoot me." He said to her and she rolled her eyes "Be thankful there is no bullet in it, I would have wasted your useless ass. Never invite me to your office again," she said t
"I'm doing everything to keep you happy Jace. I don't even keep Alejandro this happy so I think you are treating me unfairly." Valentine said to Jace as she relaxed on the large bed in his room. "But you are still stuck around me. If a man isn't treating you well, you have gotta leave. That's the same thing I would say to my sister anyway." He said to her in response and she looked up at him, her brows furrowed as she wondered why he thought she couldn't leave her. "I didn't commit any crime by falling in love with you Jace. You should be nice to me always." She yelled, already feeling pissed. "I have had enough of your arrogance. By the way, do all you can and get your sister out of there if you don't want me to take out every frustration from you to her." She said and got up and started gathering her phone and laptops but then he grabbed her by her neck and pushed her back to the bed. "Repeat what you just said." He dared her, and she looked into his eyes and scoffed. "Scared fo
The night was thick with silence, but Aria’s heart was anything but still. She sat by the large bay window in her room, knees pulled to her chest, watching the stars blur through the film of unshed tears. Alejandro’s words from the garden echoed in her mind like a song she couldn’t stop humming. She wanted to believe him, God knew she did, but believing meant opening herself again to the kind of pain she wasn’t sure she could survive twice. It meant risking everything she had become, everything she had built inside herself since the moment he turned her life upside down. And still, some small, stubborn part of her ached for his touch, for the warmth that only he ever made her feel. That was the cruel truth her body still remembered what her mind was trying to forget.Down the hallway, Alejandro stood in front of his bedroom door, hand raised, knuckles grazing the surface but never knocking. He had said what he needed to say, and she had asked for time. He had to respect that. But pati
Alejandro sat in the darkened study, the amber glow of the fireplace casting flickering shadows across the walls. His hand gripped the edge of the desk, knuckles white, heart thundering like a storm trapped inside a cage. Aria’s face haunted him, her eyes no longer filled with trust, now brimmed with doubt and pain. And it wasn’t just about the secrets. It was about the silence. The silence that had widened the gulf between them until he couldn’t recognize the bridge they once stood on together. He had promised to protect her, yet the world he built to keep her safe had become the very thing tearing her apart. Alejandro could almost hear her voice, the tremble, the crack when she asked him if he ever truly loved her, or if she’d just been another pawn in his empire’s twisted game.Outside the door, Valentina paced like a storm cloud, her heels sharp against the marble floor. She had seen enough of men like Alejandro cold, controlled, calculating. But this time was different. She had s
The forest was eerily quiet as dawn bled through the twisted silhouettes of trees. A thick mist hugged the earth, softening the edges of bloodshed and ash that had stained the night. Alejandro sat by the fire they barely had time to light, his eyes locked on the flames like they might offer absolution. Across from him, Aria wrapped a torn blanket around her shoulders, shivering not from the cold but from the storm inside her chest. Jace was resting nearby, his wound stitched with trembling hands and the pain dulled by makeshift medication. For now, they were alive. But they were cornered.Aria's mind wouldn’t rest. Dario’s words echoed relentlessly: "She doesn't even know what she's carrying." What did it mean? She stared at the data drive again, holding it as if it might explode with answers. Somewhere within its encrypted layers lay a truth powerful enough to drive a cartel mad. A truth they were now willing to kill for.Alejandro noticed her grip tightening and stood, walking to he
The night air was thick with tension, so much that it clung to Aria’s skin like a second layer. The distant crunch of footsteps on gravel made her grip the pistol tighter. Every shadow seemed to pulse with danger, every sound a possible threat. From where she crouched beside the jagged cliff edge, she could make out the dark shapes of their enemies disembarking from the boat, weapons drawn, eyes sweeping the terrain.Beside her, Alejandro’s breathing was calm, calculated. He crouched low, his back against the rocks, a rifle balanced on his knee. Though the moment was dire, there was a stillness in him, like the eye of a storm. His hand brushed Aria’s shoulder gently a silent promise that they would survive this. Not just for themselves, but for everything they had endured together.She turned to look at him, their eyes locking in the darkness. His gaze held fire, but beneath it, she caught something unexpected. Regret.“Alejandro,” she whispered, “if we don’t make it ”“We will,” he c
The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over the water, but the night felt darker now heavier. Aria’s breath came in shallow bursts as the boat jolted through the waves. Every second felt like an eternity as the engines of their pursuers roared in the distance. The sound was a constant reminder of the danger they were in. But even as they neared the narrow mouth of the cove, there was a sense of urgency in the air. This was it the moment of reckoning.Alejandro stood tall, his figure unwavering against the pressure that weighed down on them. His eyes never left the distant horizon as he clutched the wheel, steering them with precision and determination. He was a man used to fighting for survival, but Aria had seen enough of his vulnerability over the past weeks to understand that even he didn’t know if they would make it out of this alive."We’re almost there," Jace called out from the back of the boat, his voice strained. "But they’re right behind us. We won’t have time to
The boat rocked gently in the moonlight, its hull cutting through the water like a knife slicing through soft fabric. The soft sound of waves was a stark contrast to the chaos that had unfolded hours before. Aria stood at the edge, her hands gripping the cold metal of the railing as she looked out over the vast ocean. Her thoughts were a tangled mess, much like the storm that raged inside her.Alejandro stood behind her, his presence solid, unwavering. He hadn’t spoken much since the ambush, his mind undoubtedly weighed down by the same fears and worries that gripped her chest. But he had said one thing that had lingered in her mind: "We can’t keep running."She couldn’t help but wonder if he was right."We need to face him," Alejandro had said earlier, his voice low but certain. "Santiago will never stop. He’s too dangerous, and now that we’re marked, there’s no escaping it."But how did one face a man like Santiago De La Cruz? A man who had no morals, no hesitation, and no fear in h
The morning crept in like a thief, casting a faint glow over the broken windows and dust-covered floors. Aria sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes as if she could wipe away the exhaustion that clung to her bones. She hadn't slept not really. She'd closed her eyes, listened to Alejandro’s soft, steady breathing beside her, and tried to convince herself they were safe. But her mind had spun in endless circles, haunted by what might come next.Alejandro was already up, pacing near the window. His shirt was wrinkled, his jaw unshaven, and his eyes had that dark gleam again the one that made her nervous, the one that said something had shifted inside him overnight.“What are you thinking?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.He didn’t turn to look at her. “I’m thinking we might not have as much time as I hoped.”Aria swung her legs off the bed, her bare feet touching the cold floor. “Why? What happened?”“There was a black SUV parked on the road this morning,” he said. “It wasn’t there
Aria stood by the car, her heart racing as Alejandro moved toward the house. The darkness around her felt suffocating, and the air, thick with silence, seemed to press in on her from every side. She watched Alejandro’s silhouette disappear into the shadows, his movements deliberate, confident, but there was something about his presence that felt fragile, as though the weight of everything that had been left unsaid was finally beginning to break through.Her mind churned with questions—questions she couldn’t yet answer. Why this house? Why was it abandoned? Who was he running from, really? And why was she, too, caught up in this whirlwind of chaos and danger? She had no answers, and the uncertainty gnawed at her, making her feel more isolated than ever.She hugged her arms to her chest, her eyes scanning the property. The house loomed before her, its broken windows and decaying structure standing like a silent sentinel in the night. The wind howled through the trees, a mournful sound t
The night seemed to stretch on forever, the hum of the engine becoming a low, constant reminder of the tension that hung thick between Aria and Alejandro. They were driving into the unknown, each mile taking them further from the world they had once known, but closer to something darker, something that Aria couldn’t quite understand.Alejandro’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles pale as he navigated the road with a precision that spoke of years of experience. But despite the calm exterior, Aria could see the tension in his jaw, the way his eyes flicked to the rearview mirror every few seconds. They were being followed—she could feel it. And she had a sinking feeling that this was just the beginning.The phone call had left a bitter taste in the air, and Alejandro hadn’t spoken since. He had only snapped the phone shut and tossed it onto the passenger seat beside him, his gaze locked on the road ahead.Aria, unsure of what to say, sat in silence, her fingers nervously