It was a few minutes past midnight when Luis arrived home. The day has been long and tiring. He and some men went to the border town where the ambush happened and got some surveillance footage and witnesses. Some forensic experts checked the car to see if it was tampered with. It was past 5:30 pm when they finally left the location. But on the way back, Luis handed over the investigation to the gang leader and took a detour to the hospital. Even though it hasn't been 24 hours yet, his father's vitals were stable, and he has been transferred to his private ward. Their grandparents arrived and insisted Martina and Clara go home and return the next day. They convinced Lucy and her daughter too. At the parking lot, Luis asked Clara to ride in his car. He finally broke the silence in the car after watching his nervous sister shift uncomfortably in the seat and fidget with her fingers for a while. âWhat happened to you last night?â "Nothing, brother,â Clara answered nervously. She was
Luis got off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. He wanted to leave before Michelle woke up. He had told her they would get their marriage certificate for sure today. But he wanted to go and check on a few things before coming to pick her up later. When he returned from the bathroom, he saw Michelle was stirring in her sleep, and he entered the closet to get dressed. However, on stepping out of the closet, he saw she was awake but still lying on the bed. He approached her, sat next to her, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead and asked.âAre you okay?â He could see she was suppressing herself to keep a calm exterior. âWas she in pain?â He thought.âI'm fine, Luis; why are you up and dressed so early? I thought we weren't going to the city hall till 9 am?â She asked with a questioning gaze.âYes, Michelle, but there are a few things that I need to take care of back at the base.ââOh, okay,â Michelle said, sitting up but wincing from the pain that shot through he
After Luis and James left the hospital, they went straight to the base. Their dad had gone to seal a trade deal the night he got ambushed, and Frank, the mafia making the purchase, was to arrive after midnight for the weapons testing. Since all their weapons were handcrafted, there has been a slight delay following his dad's accident. Which is why he was busy. ~~~ 40 minutes later, they arrived at the base. As they entered the dimly lit underground parking lot, Luis saw a figure lying unconscious on the ground at the far end. He got out of the car when it came to a halt and approached the figure. Luis' heart skipped a beat when he saw it was Selena; he rushed toward her and checked her pulse. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw she was breathing. Selena was Jose's only daughter; he wouldn't want her dead. He carried her in his arms and sent her to the doctor. âBoss,â Daniella, the female doctor at the base, said on seeing Luis. âWhat happened to her?â she asked, leaving the pa
The next morning, Martina woke up from the gentle feel of a hand caressing her face. She opened her eyes and was met with the pair of blue eyes she loved so much.âTrey,â she murmured, sitting up. âOh, my love, you don't know how much I've missed you,â Martina said. Getting up, she leaned in, sealing her husband's lips in a passionate kiss.âDad?â Clara and James' voices sounded simultaneously from the door. âYou're awake!â Clara exclaimed as she dashed towards her dad, followed by James. Martina moved aside to let her kids also enjoy their dad. Clara hugged her dad, tears staining her face. âI miss you so much; I thought you wouldn't wake up, and I was scared.â Trey smiled as he leaned his chin on Clara's hair, caressing her back, and said.âI'm sorry, Pumpkin; I didn't mean to scare you; see, Daddy is fine.â Clara nodded.âDad,â James muttered, and Clara got up, wiping her face.âCome here, son,â Trey said with open arms, and James hugged him. âMy small boy,â Trey added, placing a
âWhat did you find?â Trey asked Luis when they were alone.âIt was Don Rodrigo; it was a revenge attack.â Luis said, and Trey raised an eyebrow.âValerie, your ex.â Luis said purposely to rile his dad up; he was in a good mood, but seeing Lucia changed it. At Luis' words, Trey looked at Luis' face and sighed; he didn't know why one day, out of the blue, Luis started being detached from him 14 years ago. The son he was very close to started avoiding him. He tried talking to him, but Luis only yelled the words,âI hate you!â in his face. Since then, their interactions have been limited to brief exchanges of greetings, a simple nod, or a quick hello, never delving deeper than casual pleasantries. Awakening a sense of distance between them.And when it was time for Luis to take over the family business, he told his dad he didn't want to work in the underworld because he didn't want to be like him, âheartless.âTrey was very hurt, but he didn't argue with his son and continued to handle t
~~ Three days later ~~ Michelle reached for her phone, lying on the stand with a trembling hand. A silent prayer played on repeat in her mind, hope flickering within her chest like a fragile flame, this time wishing to see a missed call notification from Luis, as it was the umpteenth time that day alone she found herself checking her phone. However, disappointment washed over her when she saw yet again that there was no missed call from him. The weight of expectation wore heavily on her heart, and she was growing weary of this fruitless wait. So tired of waiting for her phone to ring, she had silenced it since morning. Since she was expecting Luis' call, every sound she hears ends up making her heart skip a beat, so she turned off the volume and had now resorted to checking her phone intermittently, only to be met with the pain of disappointment each time. âWhy did she always have to put in so much effort? Why did she have to be the one chasing after Luis? If he didn't love her,
Knock Knock The faint sound of a knock at the door resonated through Principal Whiteâs office; he looked up and saw Michelle standing outside his door. âCome in,â he said. âGood afternoon, Principal White,â Michelle greeted with a hint of nervousness in her voice. The principal gestured toward the chair positioned in front of his desk, his expression serious yet inviting. âPlease, have a seat, Miss Agrilla,â he replied, his tone firm but tinged with a touch of concern. âThank you,â Michelle said softly, settling into the chair and placing her hands on her lap, trying to maintain her composure as she fidgeted with her fingers. âMiss Agrilla,â Principal White began, his eyes studying her intently, âit has come to my attention that you have developed a troubling habit of dozing off during lectures. As your principal, I felt it necessary to bring you in today to understand what might be causing this issue. And let me be clear: if this continues, I will have to involve your p
Alan returned to the clinic a few minutes later after Michelle left and decided to find her. On the way to her hostel, he saw a girl holding Michelle by the arm and hurried toward them. Just a few feet from them, he heard the girl's shameless statement. He was going to ask her to stop talking trash when she pushed Michelle. His heart raced as he secured his arms around Michelle's petite frame.âAre you alright?â he asked Michelle after steadying her. âI'm fine. Thank you.â Michelle said as the tears she had been holding back since she found out about her pregnancy came running down her face.âYou girls should be ashamed of yourselves. Falsely accusing someone and trying to hurt her? Do you know what I do to girls like you who bully others?â Alan asked in a menacing voice, a deadly expression the girls had never seen before plastered on his usually calm face. The girls took a few steps back, a wave of fear surrounding them.However, Michelle, wanting to vent her frustration, approache
âJade!â âMom!â Trey and Luis exclaimed simultaneously as Trey caught her in his arms protectively. He looked at her feet and frowned; seeing how bloodstained they looked, he immediately scooped her into his arms. âWhat happened to your feet?â he asked angrily, seeing she was hurt to such an extent but didn't get it treated. âPut me down; I can walk on my own,â Martina argued, hitting him on the chest. âShut up!â Trey scolded, his jaws clenched as he walked toward a private ward with Martina in his hands. He didn't understand why Martina was acting like that. He was the one who was supposed to be angry at her for her reckless behavior tonight. But here she was, making him a scapegoat. ~~ Trey gently laid Martina on the bed the moment they entered the private ward, and the nurse stepped forward to check her. âYou can go now; Lucia needs someone with her when she's wheeled out of the emergencyâŠâ Martina didn't land when Trey cut her off.. âWhat? Lucia? What happened to Lucia?â Tre
This chapter is rated 18+; blood and killing scenes ahead. Skip if uncomfortable. ~~~ Martina ran out of the warehouse in time to see the taillights of a car disappearing in the distance; she began running after the car barefooted. About fifteen minutes later, Martina saw the car stopped in the distance, and from the cold breeze, she realized they were at the seaside. âThey were planning to dispose of Lucia's body in the ocean.â Martina was out of breath, and her feet hurt from the debris and glass shards that had pierced them, but she refused to stop running, since any delay on her side, and those scumbags will dispose of Lucia's body. When Martina arrived at the sea cliff, the two boys had Lucia lying on a net with bricks around her as they planned to wrap her up and toss her into the sea. Fueled by an indescribable surge of anger, Martina didn't know when she swiftly reached for a brick and smashed it hard against one of the boys' heads. âWhat the hell!â the other boy exclai
It was a few minutes past 11 pm when Martina arrived at the underground parking lot. Her personal bodyguard, Carlos, opened the car door for her when he saw her approaching, but Martina spoke, stopping him.âCarlos, you and the men should leave first; I will take the other car. I need some time alone.â Carlos hesitated but said anyway,âBut madam, the boss would be very angry.ââThat's his business!â Martina snapped, her emotions overwhelming her. She looked at Carlos' face and warned, âI don't need any of you secretly following me; I trust you don't want to see me provoked?âMartina asked with a curved eyebrow. Carlos nodded, and she turned, walking to the driver's side of the car, and the chauffeur respectfully stepped out. In a few seconds the car drove out of the parking lot at full speed.âDamn it!â Martina cursed as she smacked the steering wheel angrily. Tears fell down her face as she turned onto a secluded road. Her phone began to ring then, and she knew it was her husband,
Clara looked at Octavio's face with teary eyes as he spoke. She recalled everything that happened three weeks ago, and her heart still hurts. He really hurt her, but he just told her he regretted it and he loved her, and after hearing his explanation, Clara wanted to forgive him, because there was no denying it. She loved him. She had fallen madly in love with Octavio without realizing it. But what if he hurts her again? Her poor heart can't take another heartbreak. Clara slowly pulled her hands out of Octavio's hands at the thought and said, âI'm sorry, Octavio. But I can't forgive you after everything you did to me. I'm just not heartless. I couldn't let you stay outside in the cold air all drenched up.â Clara looked at his face with a forced smile. âI will get you something to put on from my friend. You have to leave.â Clara said, turning and walking past him, but he grabbed her wrist. âLet go,â Clara said, her eyes fierce as she tried to yank her hand from him, but h
Three weeks later.New York.âClarissa!!â Octavio, who was holding a bouquet of red roses embedded with chocolate and a small silver bag, yelled from outside Clara's apartment once again. âClarissa, I'm sorry!!â he continued to yell. Marco's eyes, which were stabbing daggers, were fixated on the bastard, and he wished for once he could make a decision on Clara's behalf by killing Octavio once and for all.For the past two weeks, Octavio had become a stalker, stalking Clara everywhere she goes. Apologizing to her every day with different flowers. From different colors of roses, different colors of lilies, lilac, and red carnations.He would appear out of the blue during her photoshoots, at a restaurant she was dining at with a few endorsers, standing outside her apartment all night and outside her company all day. He was always outside Clara's apartment whenever she left home for the company, but he arrived at the company before her.The first time Clara saw him riding his motorbike
âBut Alan is not your real name?â Michelle questioned him, as a glint of disappointment flashed across her face. âYes, but I didn't marry you as Alan Moore but as Craig Jacobs,â Alan answered, and Michelle's face twisted into confusion. But she's always addressed as Mrs. Moore wherever they go. âWhat? ButâŠâ Michelle was rendered speechless. âBut what? Michelle. Did you take a look at our marriage certificate after you signed it? I thought I would explain things to you back then after you noticed there was a different name on the certificate. But you didn't even notice,â Alan said with a heartbroken expression. His bloodshot eyes fixated on Michelle's face. His heart ached from the pain of knowing the person he loves never held him dear. âAlan, I'm very sorry. But I⊠you forget it. Tell me why you changed your name. I want to know about you.â Michelle said, taking Alan's hand and squeezing it softly. She knew she was hurting Alan. Her selfishness caused all this mess, but in the
In New York.Clara woke up at the sound of a knock on her door. âWho is it?ââIt's me, Barbie doll,â Drake answered from the other side of the door. Clara looked at the time, and it was a few minutes past midnight. She sat up with her knees bent as she held the sheets to her chest.âCome in, Drake,â she drawled. The door opened, and Drake stepped in, taking hurried steps toward Clara. He sat on the bed and pulled her into a warm hug. Tears instantly fell out of Clara's eyes; she suddenly missed her mum dearly.âI want to go home,â Clara sobbed, hugging Drake tightly. She left home three years ago because of Octavio, and now he is the reason why she wants to return home. Yet she still can't bring herself to hate him.How pathetic is she?âI'm sorry, Barbie doll. But you know you can't breach the contract. You have a yearâââI can, Drake. My dad would pay any penalty. I just want to go home; I'm not happy here. I thought Octavio's arrival was what I needed to make my stay here worthwh
Alan was surprised when he received notification of Michelle's purchase at the mall. He had never expected Michelle to ever use the card, since he gave it to her long ago, but she never used it. He was on his way to a meeting when he got the notification, but after seeing it, he was filled with the urge to see Michelle. She didn't look well in the morning, and he wanted to see how she was doing. Alan turned to his assistant Jason, and said, âPostpone the meeting, and cancel all my appointments today.â âYes sir,â Jason replied respectfully. Alan turned and left without another word. The moment Alan sat in his car, he called one of Mitchell's nannies. âI'm heading to the mall now, bring Mitchell over.â âSir, we are already at the mall.â âOkay.â Alan hung up. He planned to take Michelle and Mitchell to dinner after she finished shopping. ~~ Thirty minutes later, the car Alan was riding in was arriving at the mall, when he received news about Michelle's disappearance. His heart
Luis' brown eyes darkened the moment they fixed on the flimsy red lacy panties Michelle was wearing. His body tightened with desire. She's wearing it for a man but not for him. âNo! Luis, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you! Don't do thisâŠ!â Michelle cried, struggling to break free, but Luis firmly held her down, with her hands on her back. She felt a tug, and she didn't need to be told her panties had been ripped off. Tears fell down Michelle's face as she stopped struggling. There was no point in struggling when Luis was intent on having his way. Luis was buckling his belt but stopped when Michelle stopped struggling. Conflicting thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to understand why Michelle stopped fighting him. But as usual, all his thoughts were condemning. One with Michelle thinking less of him. âAhh!â Michelle cried when Luis thrust two fingers into her without warning. More tears fell down Michelle's face, but this time, it wasn't sad tears. It was so