A few hours earlier at the penthouse, after the injection, Trey fell on his knees as he cursed inwardly,âDamn it! He had made a grave mistake by thinking Valerie was alone in this, and now he had fallen right into their trap. His thoughts had been focused on Lisa, he was determined to make sure that Valerie didn't come between them. In his haste, he hadn't taken any precautions, and now he was paying the price for it. Trey was furious and vowed to take revenge on Fausto for planning against him. He had sent his men to get Fausto, but they were told that he hadn't returned to the hotel since the previous night and he had even forgotten about him. Now he was bold enough to drug him too. He must not fear for his life anymore, he was going to make sure that Fausto regretted crossing him.Trey fell motionless on the ground, his face pressed against the fur carpet. Lucas, who was standing behind Trey, looked down at him with a smug expression. "Hopefully by the time you wake up, Lisa
When Diego informed Trey that Lisa was the one driving the car that just passed by, Trey's heart skipped a beat, his intuition told him something was terribly wrong, he immediately turned the steering wheel and made a sharp U-turn on the road deciding to go after Lisa.Diego, who was caught off guard in the passenger seat, had not gotten over what Trey was up to when the brake of the car was hit, sending him forward in reflex. "Dude, what the fuck?" Diego asked bewildered."Get out, I have to follow her," Trey answered impatiently. "Trey, this is the middle of nowhere. How am I supposed to go home from here?" Diego asked with a facial expression that said. âAre you joking?" Trey's eyes were spitting fire as he stared at Diego, if looks could kill, Diego would be dead by now."Figure that out on your own. Now stop delaying me." Trey answered impatiently, anger evident in his tone. Diego looked at this henpecked husband and got out unwillingly. He had not stabilized himself yet when
Trey arrived at the farmhouse 30 minutes later, when he got to the parlor he saw Brad and asked him, where Diego was,âWhere is Diego?ââHe is at the dining room, boss,â Brad responded, and Trey made his way to the dining room. When Diego saw Trey enter the dining room, he asked casually.âYou didn't catch up with her?â Ignoring Diego's remark, Trey sat down at the table, and the maid came to serve him. After taking a sip of water, Trey got straight to business. "The footage at the hotel was tampered with," he said, looking at Diego. "I need you to call all our IT experts at the base, and tell them to recover the actual footage at the hotel last night. I need the results before 24 hours.""Understood, boss," Diego replied, his expression serious. "I'll get right on it." As the dinner came to an end, Diego stood up from the dining table to leave the room when Trey's voice stopped him in his tracks. He said. "Before you go, I need you to send some men to watch over Lisa from a dista
Lisa made her way toward Valerie's ward, she couldn't leave the hospital without confronting her first. As she entered Valerie's ward, her eyes immediately fell on Valerie, who was scrolling through her phone while lounging on an armchair. Lisa's gaze then shifted to Valerie's neck and shoulders, where she noticed some bite marks and a hickey.A wave of confusion and anger washed over her. Had she been wrong about the video? Did Trey touch Valerie? But then she remembered after analyzing the video she received, that Trey had been unconscious in the video, which only added to her confusion.Valerie, who had heard the door open, turned her head and caught sight of Lisa standing at the entrance with a furious expression on her face. Despite Lisa's anger, Valerie couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The video had worked, and Lisa's expression confirmed it. Valerie's lips curled upwards, forming a smug and satisfied grin that hinted at a sense of superiority. She smiled gloating
Lisa emerged from her room and called out, "Angelo!" The sound of her voice drew Angelo's attention from his seat in the living room, and he stood up to face his boss."Madam?" Angelo replied respectfully."Where is Luis?â She inquired, her tone betraying a hint of concern."He's in his room," Angelo responded promptly. "He went there after you retired to your room." Lisa frowned. "You mean to tell me that you didn't see him leaving? What were you doing? Weren't you paying attention?" she asked, her tone becoming more urgent. Angelo scratched the back of his head and replied, "I was working on the laptop." Lisa frowned, studying Angelo's apologetic expression before signing heavily and asking, "Where is Lucas?" It suddenly dawned on her that she hadn't seen Lucas since she returned from Trey's farmhouse. Angelo hesitated for a moment before answering, "Madam, he's in his room. He hasn't been feeling well since yesterday morning and has been holed up in there ever since. I sent hi
It was a few minutes past 7, when Lisa's car pulled up to the grand entrance of Trey's magnificent villa. The imposing gates were swiftly opened by the vigilant bodyguard, who confirmed Lisa's identity before ushering her through. As they drove up the driveway, Lisa couldn't help but notice that the entire house was shrouded in darkness. It wasn't until they reached the parking space that Lisa realized the reason for the gloom - all the lights were off. Despite the eerie silence, Lisa gathered her thoughts and stepped out of the car, making her way towards the house. The bodyguards were quick to follow, and they opened the door for her, allowing her to step into the house.As soon as Lisa crossed the threshold of the room, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. When she smelled Trey's intoxicating scent and his hard muscular body pressed against her. She closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh, feeling all the tension in her body melt away a
- The Old Collins mansion - Nestled within the impressive Collins mansion lies a distinct residence that belongs solely to the reputable Old Master Collins. This abode serves as his personal retreat, where he spends most of his time engrossed in deep contemplation. His favorite spot in this exclusive sanctuary is his private study, a room filled with shelves of antique books and artifacts, where he often immerses himself in his work, surrounded by his treasured possessions. Old Master Collins sat behind his old, polished antique desk. The desk was adorned with a vintage lamp and a cherished photo frame, that stood as the centerpiece of the room, while stacks of important files lay neatly arranged in front of him. It was a space that exuded a sense of elegance and sophistication, reflecting the refined taste of its distinguished occupant. The master was absorbed in his work, writing calligraphy on a plain sheet that lay in front of him. He dipped his feather pen into a pot of ink o
After Trey calmed down and saw the obvious evidence in front of him, the anger and fury he felt towards Lucas reached its peak. How dare Lucas have such fantasies about his woman and to think that he was working with Valerie this whole time behind the scenes to create misunderstandings between Lisa and him. But he must admit, Lucas was quite good at erasing the videos and he could only think of one person who possessed such skills. His mind recalled that person from the past. Were they related in any way? Trey thought."Do you know his current location?" He asked Diego, who now sat in front of him."Yes our trackers found that apart from the Madam's place he frequents a warehouse that is out of town in an area where most of the petty thieves stay, the place looks like a slum but we suspect unlawful activities are going on there," Diego said and handed Trey a folder with pictures and documents of his recent findings about Lucas. "This contains all the information we gathered on Lucas,
Two pairs of piercing eyes stared back at each other; the man's eyes were fierce and dark, while the woman's were moist and reddened. Their stares were so intense, as if they were under a spell and neither of them could look away, as if being pulled in by a powerful magnetic force. Just then, the man's eyebrows curved, and that snapped the woman back to her senses. Like a deer being chased by a leopard, Michelle turned and ran away at an abnormal speed. âMichelleâŠ?â Luis breathed, "Michelle changed her hair color?â he muttered with a dumbfounded expression on his face. Realizing he was letting Michelle get away, Luis cursed throatily as he got to his feet and chased after her. âFuck, I have to find her!â Feeling flustered, Michelle, who was desperate to get away from Luis, ran to the restroom to hide; however, in her desperation, she ran into the men's room unaware. Luis saw her enter the male washroom and frowned as he began to walk over. âBoss? What happened?â Luis' personal b
âAre you better now? There's somewhere I need to be right this instance; get out,â Octavio said flatly. Clara, shocked by Octavio's words, gasped as she turned to look at his face with a disbelief expression. What hurt her most was how Octavio stared back at her with an expressionless face. Clara's heart shook violently from the pain, and she abruptly got up as if being chased by a group of thugs. She reached for the door with a shaky hand, but it was locked, yet she didn't ask Octavio to open it for her. There was a click, and she tried again; the door opened, and she hurriedly got out, tightly holding his suit around her body protectively. However, Clara's legs gave out under her the moment she stepped out of the car. She was about to fall when two strong hands caught her steady. She looked up and was met with Marco's bloodshot eyes, and more tears began to fall down her face. âMarco, please help me out ofâŠâ Clara didn't finish speaking when Marco carried her in his arms. She bu
After the topic regarding the necklace, Octavio took Clara to a 5-star restaurant, and they ate. During the meal, he kept looking at Clara every now and then, making her feel giddy with all sorts of emotions.Clara could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach, making her smile shyly as she sneaked glances at Octavio's handsome face.âIs my princess shy?â Octavio asked with a hint of playfulness in his voice. Clara, who was caught, immediately denied shaking her head eagerly, her already tinted cheeks turning more crimson.âNo!â Clara stated firmly.âReally, then why do you keep avoiding my gaze?â Octavio asserted.âNo, I didn'tâŠ!â Clara exclaimed, and due to her nervousness, her voice came out slightly raised.âHey, princess,â Octavio said, placing a hand on Clara hand on top of the table and squeezing it gently as he muttered in a soothing manner,âCalm down; I understand it if you're uncomfortable. I wait till you're ready to take that step forward. I love you, princess, and
The meeting went on with an intense atmosphere that a knife could slice through as shivers trickled down the spine of everyone seated in the conference room; beads of cold sweat formed on their foreheads as they watched the silent but loud glaring battle that seemed to be ongoing between Luis and Alan, the two greek god-like men in the room, each time their fierce gaze met. ~~~ The meeting ended successfully, and the partnership was formed. The two men had no option but to sign the partnership, as each of their fathers had formed this alliance years ago, but it had always been verbal, and now they had signed it. As Luis watched Alan and his staff walk away, he felt the strong urge to kill; he wanted to vent out the rage he had been holding in since the three hours he laid his eyes on Alan. He wanted to go to the base and use some of the captives as punching bags, but he knew inwardly that wouldn't help, judging by the huge bump in his pants. The moment he saw Alan, all he could thi
~ One month later ~ Alan looked at the hesitant expression on Michelle's face and questioned with his eyes narrowed suspiciously, âMichelle? I would have believed you if you had just told me you didn't want to come to the meeting with me.â He realized her behavior had been strange since the previous day. âWhat? Alan, how can you say that?â Michelle said with a disbelief expression. However, after three years of living together, Alan could tell Michelle was hiding something. âMichelle?â he said in a firm voice. âOkay, fine, I didn't want to tell you this, but um, your birthday is in a month,â Michelle began as she thought of what to say. âSo⊠I had made some special arrangements with⊠Ann, Annalisa. Yes, I requested a custom-made suit. She wants me to come with your measurements today,â Michelle explained as she looked at Alan's face from the corner of her eye to see if he was buying her new excuse. âYou believe me, right?â she asked, because she herself wasn't sure what she was
Michelle still reported to work even after Alan asked her not to. It was lunchtime, and Mitchell was asleep, so she decided to go and get lunch since she didn't eat breakfast. ~ Twenty minutes later, Michelle returned to her office. But her heart skipped a beat when she didn't find Mitchell in his bed. âMitchellâŠ?â She muttered in a panicked voice as she turned and headed out. Michelle searched all the small office cubicles on the floor and the studio where a photoshoot was ongoing, but she couldn't find him. Michelle started to panic when she realized she hadn't checked Alan's office. She knew Mitchell couldn't open Alan's office door on his own, but maybe he went there to look for Alan? She thought as she ran toward his office. The moment Michelle turned the corner to Alan's office, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw Mitchell on Alan's lap. She composed herself and approached the door and knocked. Alan and Mitchell turned their heads to the door at the sou
In a mansion located on the outskirts of town, the sound of a crying child filled the dining room, and a man dressed in a three-piece suit held the boy in his arms as he tried to calm the crying child. âMichelle?!â Alan called out. âIâm almost done!â Michelle cried from the kitchen. âHear that, champion? Your mummy is almost finished with your breakfastâŠâ Mitchell, at Alanâs voice, stopped crying, looking at Alanâs face, but continued to cry the moment Alan stopped talking. âHere, give him to me!â Michelle said, urgency lacing her voice as she placed the purĂ©e she had prepared on the table. She sat down and stretched out her hands to Alan. Alan handed Mitchell to her as she started feeding him. âSo are you bringing him to work?â Alan asked. âYesâŠ!â Michelle answered briefly. âBut you havenât done that before?â Alan raised a question at Michelle's answer. âI know, thatâs why heâs staying with you,â Michelle clarified, and Alan demanded, âMe?â âYes, you.â Alan, at Michelle's
It was a few minutes past eight in the morning when Luis woke up. He went into the shower and took a long shower after jerking off. After getting dressed, he headed downstairs. However, upon reaching his living room, he heard some movements coming from the kitchen. There were no maids in the house, so who could that be? Selena? When did Selena learn how to cook? He thought as he walked to the kitchen to investigate, but he stopped at the entrance when he saw who was standing inside the kitchen cooking. âMother?â Martina turned to face her son with a warm smile. She looked as stunning as always, with her long straight hair falling down her back, her light makeup, and as usual, a red lipstick. She looked beautiful; it was like she was growing younger by the day instead of vice versa. âDid you miss me?â Martina asked, and Luis shook his head, seemingly in a trance state as he replied. âNo, I mean, yes, so much?â Martina smiled and said, âI miss you more; welcome back, son.â âThan
âAhh, Luis...! Gentle, please..." A fully naked Selena, whose back was wet with sweat dripping down, her blonde hair firmly twisted in Luis' firm grip, cried out, her breath labored as Luis slammed ruthlessly into her from behind. Luis grunted, pulling out and slamming into Selena, his hand connecting with her already red ass and spanking it hard. Selena gasped at the sting, her throbbing pussy clenching Luis' dick; she could feel herself getting to the edge once again, just then, Luis drove his dick into her with force, and that did it, her grip on the dining table weakening as she rested her forehead on it, her body trembling. Her legs, which were spread apart, badly quivering from the pleasure. Selena closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation as Luis continued thrusting inside her, his dick filling and widening her pussy with his thickness, all her strength drained, causing her legs to weaken, and she collapsed on the dining table panting. Luis continued thrusting into her