LOGINSebastian squeezed me much tighter, tighter than I expected.I pulled away slightly and looked at him. For the first time in almost a month, I felt like I was truly looking at him."I told you, we're going to figure this out, together," he promised, and kissed my forehead.Then, he just stared at me."You have a mole on your eye," I said, noticing something, and he laughed.It seemed like everything was alright, and then we sat down on the ground, on the fresh grass, staring into a dark abyss—a mountain or a lake, something I couldn't quite identify because of the time."How... did you know I was here?" I asked, genuinely curious.He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and leaned back."Ian put a tracker in your backpack," he said.I stood still, not even noticing what had happened. That explains the close hug he gave me before I left."Where?" I said, grabbing my backpack and quickly opening it like an idiot.In a moment, as if fate weren't cruel enough, one of the papers flew out of my
The silence of the street was overwhelming; we were on the outskirts of the city. Many of the houses around us were empty, or there were simply vacant lots. I stopped for a second to catch my breath. When I heard a car engine in the distance, my brain, combined with the adrenaline, made me catch my breath and keep running as fast as I could.As I kept running, I saw two lights on the street, but I didn't stop. I ran and turned into an alley, which could have been more dangerous for me, but I couldn't get a car in.Then, at the end of the alley, there was a main street, and a motorcycle pulled up in front of me at full speed, extending a helmet toward me. The feeling of imminent danger was still there, but it wasn't coming from the stranger in front of me, but from someone behind me."SOFIA!" I heard Carlos's voice in the distance, and without thinking, I grabbed my helmet, jumped on the motorcycle, and clung tightly to the person in front of me.He sped off, leaving the place behind,
The following chapter may contain sensitive content for some readers; moderate discretion is advised.Carlos tightened his grip, and his arrogant expression made my stomach churn. He wasn't listening, not even trying. He ignored every word I said, every movement, as if my resistance were nothing more than a formality."Stop pretending," he murmured, his voice calm but chilling. "You'll understand soon enough. That's how things work."I pushed him away again, harder this time, and finally managed to break free. My breathing was ragged, my chest tight, but I forced myself to stand tall. "No, Carlos. This isn't love, and it's certainly not respect. And if you think marriage means ignoring me, then you don't know me at all."For a moment, his smile faltered. The unfinished house seemed to hold its breath, the silence pressing down on us like a warning. I could hear the wind whistling through the cracks, and it felt as if the walls themselves were telling me to run.Carlos stepped back, na
The following chapter may contain sensitive content for some readers; moderate discretion is advised.The time I spent in the car felt like an eternity, not only because I didn't know where we were going, but also because the silence in the vehicle was deafening. I stared out the window, watching the road ahead.I had lived almost my entire life in this city, and I knew that the place we were going to wasn't typical, nor very populated. We were going to the outskirts of the city, but I didn't quite know how to ask him where he was taking me."We're almost there," he said finally."Thanks for the update," I turned to smile at him and continued looking out the window.My phone was in my backpack, completely silent, while the feeling of unease continued to grow in my chest, making me feel an urge to jump out of the car and ask for help from any other passing vehicle.The car slowed as it turned onto a narrow street. I noticed the houses becoming less frequent, until finally Carlos stoppe
For the next three hours, Olivia and I continued helping Ian get the place fully set up, and everything looked beautiful. It was a club in every sense of the word—comfortable, cool, and somewhat modern.Suddenly, a van pulled up outside, and Sebastian got out along with Damian. I saw Olivia tense up, and I frowned. I wasn't sure I wanted to see him there. In fact, I didn't want to see either of them, because as soon as I saw Sebastian's face, the image of us waking up together that morning was on my mind, and I had to look away.Olivia noticed, and I could see her accusing face looking at me with a wide smile. Somehow, even though we hadn't spoken much that morning, I knew she knew what had happened even better than I did, and that disturbed me.Ian greeted them with forced enthusiasm, his voice slightly trembling. "I'm glad you could come," he said, though the tension in the air made it clear that no one was truly happy to see Damian, or at least didn't fully trust him.Sebastian's g
I felt lost, I didn't know what to think about what I had just heard. And worse than that, I felt terribly bad, knowing everything Sebastian had been through, and yet my heart burned knowing that he was married and madly in love with that woman, so much so that he was willing to defy his mother and the world.The silence settled, and I was stunned. Sebastian's intense gaze only served to send shivers down my spine.As if we'd both forgotten all about civility, we continued drinking straight from the bottle, one sip after another, until it was too late and we were both too drunk to send Sebastian home.He lay down on the sofa, seemingly completely regretting everything he'd said. I felt incredibly conflicted about what was happening, especially considering my wedding was just a week away. Every day it was getting closer and closer.I went to sleep and had a dream I could barely remember.I woke up with a splitting headache and couldn't quite recall what had happened last night. I tried
A few days passed normally, as normally as things could go in my situation. Some suppliers had begun to show their support for my uncle, and their true colors were becoming obvious. My stationery and ink supplier contacted me to say they had to raise prices due to external company measures.Similar
"Carlos... That really doesn't sound like a good name.""You can say that again."I sighed and leaned back in my chair, gazing out the window as the city faded into the night. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind, but now that I was a little more relaxed and my mind had cleared, I felt the wei
The woman approached and stood between Sebastian and me. I stood there for a second, unsure how to react or what to do. The woman was shorter than me, but she had an imposing presence that made me doubt everything; she had eyes as dark as night and short black hair perfectly tied up."Ma'am, I..."
Sebastian stood up and slung his jacket over his shoulder."Do you have any idea what's going to happen next?""Well..." I said softly, "I'm going to try to get a boyfriend, and if that doesn't work out, I'll have to find another option." I added with a slight laugh."I can't believe it..." Sebasti







