âIs she alright?â Don Antonio asked Susan, who had just walked out of Lisaâs room. "Yeah... she has fallen asleep,â Susan muttered. She approached the sofa to sit but became hesitant. She heard that Don has a disorder; he doesnât like women around him, not to mention touch him, and it got her wondering how he was able to carry Lisa earlier. She remained standing in front of the sofa as she fidgeted with her fingers. Antonio, who was replying to a message on his phone, realized the space beside him was still empty, then looked up at the woman who was standing still with an expression he couldnât decipher. âWhy is she standing?' He thought Susan was approaching to sit, but it had been a few minutes now, and he didnât feel the sofa dip, and since he was busy with his phone, he just remembered she wasnât seated beside him. He looked up at Susan. âAre you going to stand there forever?â He questioned. âI⊠um, umm, youâre sick.â She replied, staring down at her feet, still playing
This chapter contains scenes of violence, sexual content, and torture. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable; it does not contain any major plot. *** The moment Don Antonio sat in the back of his car at Lisaâs apartment underground parking lot, all traces of the man from earlier disappeared, being replaced with a stern, fierce-looking man. âGo to the base.â The intensity of his voice causes the temperature inside the car to drop abruptly. Matteo, who was sitting in the passengerâs seat, shivered. As his bossâs personal bodyguard, he has noticed the change in his bossâs aura. âYes, boss.â Marco, his driver, replied. ~~~ About an hour later, the line of cars stopped in front of a high-end club casino hotel in the central part of country B. Matteo got down and immediately opened the door for his boss. Don Antonio walked with long strides into the building, followed by a few of his men, while the others remained on guard at the entrance with the many bodyguards who were
Back in Lisaâs apartment, Susan, after checking up on Lisa in her bedroom, decided to prepare some food and tidy up the kitchen and living room to beat time since she had nothing to do but sit idly around feeling bored. After about an hour and a half later, Susan was done with cleaning. She proceeded to the kitchen to begin cooking. She started by chopping the vegetables, then blended some onions, garlic, ginger, and tomatoes, then placed the saucepan on the stove and poured some oil. Just when she was about to add the blended onions, garlic, and ginger, the doorbell rang. She turned the knob on the stove off, but since she was in a hurry, she turned the knob downwards instead. She went to the door to check who it was. âHello, how may I help you?â Susan asked the delivery man standing outside the door, holding a bouquet of white lilies. âIs this Miss Lynnâs apartment?â The delivery guy asked, and Susan nodded. âOkay, please sign here.â The delivery man said, handing the bouque
When Don Antonio stepped out of the elevator on the fourth floor, he saw his consigliere already seated inside his office. He smirked. âWelcome back,â his consigliere said, spreading out his arms wide to welcome Antonio with a hug. They embraced each other as Lucas said, âI thought weâd lost you, man.â He patted Antonio on the back as they broke the hug. Antonio walked to the other side of the desk, taking a seat on his black high-back swivel chair. âI have to meet this woman who saved your life. We're in debt to her. I really canât explain how delighted I was when you called me to send some men over and a change of clothes. I wanted to come personally, but we had a situation in the cells,â Lucas said. Don Antonio leaned back against his seat, looking as if he were deep in thought. âWere they Faustoâs men?â Antonio asked. âTheyâve refused to speak,â Lucas said, taking a deep breath. Antonio nodded. âWhat about the information I asked you to get?â Lucas nodded, taking a seat on
Previously: âHello?â Lisa said on answering the call. "Lisa, my love,â she froze at the familiar voice. âHow is it possible? Huh-huh, no! Thereâs no way he'll call her, right?' Lisa doubted it. âTreyâŠ?â She muttered dejectedly. But instead of hearing a response from Trey, what she heard was the clearing of a throat. After a while, the response finally came. âMiss Lynn, hi, itâs me, Don Antonio Agrilla,â he said. âHow are you doing?â âDon AntonioâŠ?â Lisa asked, perplexed; she could swear it was Trey's voice she heard earlier. âYes, Melissa (Lisa)? Were you expecting someone else?â Don Antonio asked, but the tone of his voice didnât sit well with Lisa; it was as if he was aware of what he was doing. Lisa thought. âNo, umm... I was just wondering how you got my contact,â Lisa said, trying to get rid of any thoughts regarding Trey. She was starting to overthink things again. âI have my ways,â Don Antonio answered teasingly, making Lisa roll her eyes as she imagined the kind of expr
- Country A - In a private apartmentâs storeroom, two men could be seen standing in front of a desk in a dimly lit room, their heads bowed to avoid the intense gaze of their lady boss seated opposite them after reporting the outcome of their mission. The storeroom had been renovated into an office on the inside, but on the outside, it was a normal storeroom; one would never believe the kind of meetings and transactions that have been held there if informed. The men had their heads down as they received scolding from their mistress. âIncompetent bastards!!â Valerie shouted, âYou couldn't kill a single woman! Why the hell am I wasting money on you?!!â She screamed, slamming her palm on the desk. "Sorry, boss, but when we arrived at the location, we found out the lady had moved out two weeks ago, and we tried to track her, but itâs like she disappeared into thin air.â Morris, the leader among the two, explained. âHow is that possible?! I heard my dad ask his colleague in that co
Country B Meanwhile, in Don Antonio's office, he has been busy working on the piles of files lodged on his desk that required his signature. He stared at the small photo frame on his deskâa photo of him and his parents together with little Martina and her parentsâa photo that was taken on the day he got engaged to her, the happiest day of his life, a dream come true, but all that changed when she and her family traveled to country A. "Country A!" He growled angrily. After resuming his role as a mafia boss, he investigated the cause of the accident and found out it wasnât just an accident but murder. And the previous mafia lord, Treyâs grandfather, had an involvement in it; he may have instigated the accident because all the clues point to him, and the only way to have contact with him is through Trey. Antonio's plan was simple: Lisa for Trey and Trey for his grandfather. He initially decided to terminate his plan to use Lisa and her unborn child as pawns to bait Trey into succu
Dr. Grace rolled up Lisa's blouse, exposing her flat tummy. Lisa stared at Susan as they both shared a smile. She was nervous but also anticipating meeting her baby; she heard it was a nice sensation, but maybe because she had pictured herself together with Trey when she became pregnant. She had thought she would be going to her checkups with him, and he would bring her all her cravings during that time, no matter the time; even at midnight, he would bring her whatever she yearned for, but here she was, all alone. Dr. Grace unraveled some tissue paper and tucked it under the elastic band of Lisa's underwear after pulling down her trousers. Dr. Grace reached for the tube of ultrasound gel and shook it. âThis will be a little cold, dear,â Dr. Grace notified Lisa. Lisa nodded her head in understanding. Then Dr. Grace squeezed a bit of gel on Lisa's abdomen; she then pressed the probe tool into the gel on Lisa's skin while her eyes stared intently at the screen of the monitor. âTake a
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 someth
âStop, please stop!â The moment Michelle spoke those words, combined with the obvious trembling of her body, all of Luis' rationality disappeared. âMichelle didn't want him to touch her. Did she feel disgusted by his touch?â Luis' thoughts raced. âHow? Why? What wrong did he do to her to receive such cold treatment from her? Since he was little, he witnessed his parents' love and affection towards each other, and every time, there was only one face, one girl with captivating big green eyes that he pictured that life with, Michelle. But she never felt the same! Such a ruthless woman! Didn't she have a heart?!â âWhat? You don't want me to touch you?! Is it because of your dear husband? Is he better than me?!â Luis growled as he angrily spun Michelle around so she was facing him. She looked at his face with tears in her innocent eyes, a dumbfounded expression on her face as if he had just accused her of the unthinkable. 'Who is she trying to deceive with that look? Him?' Luis smir
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