All Chapters of WILD REVENGE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Look at those little dimples! Look at him! He’s so beautiful, Valeria! I really can't believe this is your grandson.” One of the guests congratulated her. Valeria, leg-crossed and a glass of wine in her right hand, smiled, feeling proud of the little baby that was in the arms of one of her guests, important people, of course.“Yes, I know he’s beautiful.” “Paty and your son have to be really happy, right? I can’t believe your son finally met someone worth it. Not like his past marriage. It had to be complicated, right? Imagine being married to the woman who killed many people.” Valeria smiled. Everyone had bought it and there was nothing that made her happier.“Yes, I think that woman doesn’t deserve our thoughts, right?” “Yes, of course, sorry, I shouldn’t have reminded you of that woman.” “Don’t worry. The most important thing is that you are here to meet my grandson. He’s going to be the next heir.”“Come on, Valeria, he’s a newborn. I swear he doesn’t even know what family h

She indeed was willing to do anything in order to save Marcos. He had gotten out of there. He couldn’t leave her like that, just planning a revenge, but never be able to see that concluded. Destiny couldn’t take him from her in such a way. Marcos knew so many things, and Erika knew he was the only one who could understand her pain, her sorrow, her tears and her hatred. “What happened to him?” The old man asked. “A man stabbed him.” “What? How? And how do you two get out of the hospital? It was impossible.” Erika looked at the man going back and forth with a bowl and towels to help Marcos. Erika wanted to ask many things: how did they meet? Why did the old man know so much about Marcos? Was he so important to the old man? If so, why did he let him almost die in that horrible hospital?Suddenly, the door of the wooden house opened, calling the attention of Erika right away. In front of her there was a little girl, Erika could bet on her life that the girl wasn’t even 6 years old. S

Hours, days, months, months that made years, years that felt like a lifetime, that was how time went by for the Valladolid family, Marcos, Alice, Charles and of course, Amelia. Marcos and Alice had to fix many things to bring Amelia back again, but it wasn’t anything that moment couldn’t solve. In those years, Marcos was able to become one of the most successful businessmen in the field. Of course they were still away from the Valladolid family, and that was exactly what was planned, they needed to stay away for some time until the rumors could reach Valeria and Zein’s ears about a successful man who was making his way to the most important people in the country. By his side it was Alice, Charles and Erika as Amelia, slowly she got used to her new life, her new name and her new identity. The first days weren’t easy for her since she felt like she was stealing the life of someone else who didn’t deserve to die to bring another person in her place, but she also was explained that Amelia

SIX MONTHS LATER “You were stupid, Zein! You were a damn stupid! I can’t believe you’re following your brother’s steps!” Valeria shouted to Zein. She had been yelling at him like that for the last 6 months since she knew she had sold the ranch and the land around it to the Muriel family. Of course as soon as Valeria knew the business her son had done with an important person and when she saw the amount of money they were paying for that place, she wanted to know who the heck they were, so she found out it was Alice Muriel. She had an incredible story with that family because as far as she knew the name of the woman of the man whom she had destroyed was that one: Alice Muriel, and now she had bought the ranch. Valeria had been mad as hell for the last 6 months. There was nothing her son could do well. That was the reason why she said Zein was following Antonio’s steps, the fool one, the one who was always drunk. “No, no, mother, don’t even dare to compare me with that son of yours.

Crying on the lap of Alice, Amelia couldn’t stabilize herself. It had been too much for her. She never thought that night was going to be the first time seeing her son after having never held him in her arms. And once again, Alice was there to comfort her, to make her strong and remind her the reason why she had to stay there, where hell had just started for her enemies. “If only you had seen him, Alice, if only I had had the chance to hold him right here, in my arms, where my little baby belongs. I’m his mother, I’m the one who will always love him more than anyone, even more than his father. He is my son, just mine! Valeria took him away from me! He is my son, Alice! Just mine!” Amelia cried her heart out. Even her right hand on her chest showed how much it was hurting her to have seen her son with his father. “I understand, Erika. I understand. I understand how you feel right now.” “I’ve lost him. I’ve lost him!” “No, no, Erika, it’s too soon to say that. Your son is in the pow