Novels by alibome013

RYANI was so disorganized, I didn’t even know what to do.My thoughts were a mess. Was this real? Or was someone messing with me?My heart was pounding so hard, I could barely breathe. A thousand questions circled in my head… Why now? Who sent this? Where the hell has she been? And most terrifying of all:What if it’s true?A sudden knock on the door made me jump like I’d been electrocuted.I fumbled to lock my phone and shove it under a pillow just before the door creaked open. My father stepped in, looking concerned.“Ryan,” he said gently, “what’s going on?”I shook my head quickly. “Nothing. I’m fine.”He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing like he could see right through the lie. “You’re pale. You’re shaking. And you rushed out of your own engagement party like someone lit a fire under you.”I forced a laugh, brushing my hand through my hair. “Dad, really. I just needed a minute. Too many emotions, you know? That proposal… it just caught me off guard.”He sat beside me, his voice

RYANI looked up at him slowly, my thumb hovering over the screen.“…Yeah,” I said carefully. “Just a weird message.”“From who?”I hesitated. “No name. Just… anonymous.”He raised a brow, clearly curious, but didn’t press. “Probably spam,” he said with a shrug. “Come on. We’re almost there.”He turned and kept walking.But I didn’t move right away.My gaze lingered on his back, suddenly aware of how quiet the hallway had gotten… and how cold my fingers felt.Devil in sheep’s clothing.The words rang louder the second time.Was it just someone trying to stir drama?Or was there something I didn’t know?Still holding my phone tightly, I forced my feet to move.But something in my chest had shifted.I tried to shake it off.Whoever this person was, whatever they were trying to do, I wasn’t going to let them ruin the peace I’d finally found. The calm I’d fought so damn hard for.I drew in a deep breath and stuffed my phone back into my pocket.No.Not today.Not when I had Rafael by my s

RYANIt’s been one week since I was almost killed.One week of blood tests, pills that tasted like chalk, and Rafael sleeping upright in a chair beside my bed like a stubborn guard dog who refused to leave my side.But more than the bruises and broken ribs… what hurt the most was Bella.She was gone.That truth still sat heavy in my chest, like a weight I couldn’t shift no matter how many times I told myself to be strong. Some nights I dreamed she was still here dragging me into her chaos. I’d wake up reaching for a voice that didn’t exist anymore.But I was healing. Slowly. Painfully.And I wasn’t doing it alone.Thanks to Rafael and my father, I’d pulled through. They both showed up for me in ways I never expected. Especially Rafael. That man had carried more of my weight than I deserved, and still, he looked at me like I was everything.As for Ricardo...We still didn’t know what happened to him. Whether he was alive, dead or vanished, no one could say for sure. But whatever was le

RAFAEL “If you hadn’t come to me with that photo and his name,” he said, his voice calmer than I expected, “I would’ve never known he existed. I would’ve gone to my grave not knowing I had a son.”I swallowed the knot forming in my throat and offered a faint smile. “It’s nothing,” I murmured. “I didn’t do it for you.”His brow lifted slightly.I glanced down at Ryan’s hand in mine. “I did it for him. He deserved to know where he came from. He deserved to have something… someone outside all the chaos. I didn’t care what the outcome was… I just wanted him to have the choice. And maybe a little peace.”He was quiet again.Then I leaned forward slightly, lowering my voice. “But… if I may ask, sir… can we keep this between us?”Now that got his full attention.I cleared my throat. “Ryan doesn’t know I found you. Or that I’ve kept tabs on you since the day he told me he didn’t know his father. He doesn’t know I was the one who put everything together. And I want to keep it that way.”“Why?

RYANI expected pain.But it didn’t come.Instead, I heard something else.Another trigger pulled…BANG.But the bullet never touched me.My eyelids fluttered open,and for a second I thought I was hallucinating. That maybe my brain, in its dying moments, was giving me a twisted sendoff.Because Elena was holding her stomach.Her eyes widened. Mouth parted in shock. Blood already seeping through her fingers, dripping down to the floor.She stumbled back, the gun slipping from her grip and clattering to the ground.The man who brought Matteo in?He was next.A clean shot straight through the forehead.He dropped dead.And standing in the doorway…Gun still raised.Breathing heavy, was Rafael.I almost choked on relief.“Oh thank God,” I whispered, but my voice was barely a breath.Rafael’s gaze was locked on Elena, then Matteo, then me. A quick scan, like his mind was calculating a hundred things at once. He stepped further into the room, lowering his weapon only slightly.Matteo was fr

RYANMy heart skipped a beat the moment Matteo rolled into the room. I felt the blood drain from my face. How the hell did I miss this? I thought I was the only one who’d slipped into Ricardo’s world with a mission. The only one playing a game behind the curtain. Turns out… I’d brought someone else right into the fire. Someone who was playing me just like I played Ricardo.Elena.God, I was so blind.And now here he was.Matteo.I hadn’t seen him since the night Ricardo shot his fucking legs. My lungs felt like they were filled with cement.Matteo’s eyes locked on mine, and in them, I saw the same anger and hate I’d seen the last time… only now, it was colder. Like he’d been waiting for this moment every goddamn day since that night.“Elena,” he called out. “You did well.”She smiled at him and I swear I felt something inside me rip open.I tried to move, tried to speak, but my limbs weren’t mine anymore. The drug she gave me, whatever it was had me frozen in this half-living state. I