LOGINSeveriano’s POVDeath can be a tool, and a weapon.When the news said I was dead, I let it live.I watched from a distance, unseen, untouched. Alejandro believed it, that was all I needed.I returned to my mansion before dawn, it was still empty and cold. But not abandoned.I walked through every room slowly, my steps calm, my mind clear. Every corner held memories of her, her smiles, her voice, the way she’d jump into my arms, her pet name for me, the way she looked at me. And the way she connected quickly with Arlari.I snapped out of memory lane because there was work to do.The bomb was placed carefully, then I left, nd I waited.From a distance, I watched them come.Alejandro, and his men, walking into my house like they had already won.Fools.I said nothing, until they were all inside, then I pressed the trigger.The explosion was loud and final, fire swallowed everything. No survivors.Alejandro was gone, for good.I didn't waste time at the scene, I moved to the address Raf
Arlari’s POV“He can’t be dead,” I repeated, my voice breaking again.The words kept coming out, like if I said them enough times, they would become true.“He can’t be dead…”The car felt too small, too tight, like there was no air left inside. My chest hurt from crying, my throat burned, and my head kept spinning.Rafael didn’t say anything, he just kept driving.His hands were firm on the steering wheel, his face cold and unreadable. But I knew better now. I had seen him break just minutes ago, now… everything was gone.I wiped my face with shaky hands, but the tears didn’t stop.“Say something,” I whispered.He didn’t respond, and that silence scared me more than anything.“Rafael…”“I don’t believe it,” he said finally.His voice was low, but he sounded dangerous.I turned to look at him.“You don’t?” I asked weakly.He shook his head once.“No.”A small and fragile hope flickered inside me.“He’s not that easy to kill,” Rafael added.I nodded, forcing my heart to believe those wo
Arlari’s POVEverything inside me felt stiff the moment I met his gaze, like my whole body had stopped working.Severiano was not the same man standing in front of me anymore, for the first time I saw him let his guard completely down.His hands were still on my stomach, warm and firm, but his eyes… his eyes were different. There was something fragile in them, something that made him look human. Something I had never seen before.“You’re pregnant…” he repeated.I nodded slowly.“Yes.”He stood frozen for a while, then did something I did not expect.His hand moved slightly, pressing more carefully against my stomach, like he was afraid he could hurt the fetus.His breathing changed, and then my heart sank when I saw a tear. Just one.It slipped down his face before he could stop it.My heart broke instantly.“Severiano…” I whispered.He looked away immediately, like he didn’t want me to see it. But it was too late because I had already seen it.This man… this dangerous, feared man… w
Severiano’s POVI did not sleep that night, not because I could not, but I chose not to.Arlari slept beside me, curled into my chest, her breathing uneven at first, then slowly settling as the fever weakened her. I kept my arm around her the entire night.Every time she moved, every time her breathing changed, I was awake.Danny being alive should have been enough to calm things, but it wasn’t. Alejandro did not make mistakes like that, he did not lose people unless he wanted to.So no, this was not over.The next morning, the sun casted warm glow through the window. Arlari stirred beside me, her fingers tightened slightly on my shirt before her eyes opened.For a moment, she looked confused, then everything came back to her.“Danny…” she whispered.“He’s alive,” I said immediately.Her eyes searched mine.“I’m taking you to him.”She pushed herself up too quickly, and I steadied her before she could fall.“Carefull,” I said.“I’m fine,” she insisted.She wasn’t, but I let it pass.T
Severiano's POVI have seen people break before, men, women, enemies, and allies.I have seen Arlari break down before, but this…this was different.I stood there in the kitchen, watching Arlari fall apart in front of me, my heart broke. I felt like I had failed her.She trusted me to save her brother, but I couldn't do that on time.Even now, she still trusted me, even with her brother’s hand sitting in that box, even with her world collapsing, she still looked at me like I could fix it.Her sobs filled the kitchen, soft at first, then uncontrollable. Her body shook.I should have stopped this before it got here, I should have reached him first.My jaw tightened as anger shot through me, I reached for my phone and dialed Rafael immediately and put the call on speaker.He answered on the first ring.“Boss.”“Report.”There was background noise on his end. Movement, voices.m, and wind.“We’re at the warehouse,” he said.My eyes darkened slightly.“And?”He hesitated for a while.“Dann
Arlari's POVMy hand trembled as I held the phone to my ear.“That’s not possible,” I said quickly. “There has to be a mistake.”The doctor’s voice stayed calm. “I understand your reaction, but I ran the test more than once.”“How many times?” I asked, my voice shaking.“Three times,” he replied. “The result was the same each time.”My chest tightened.“No… that doesn’t make sense,” I whispered. “Severiano is infertile.”There was a short silence on the line.“I am only telling you what the test shows,” the doctor said carefully. “You are pregnant.”My head started spinning again. Pregnant?The word felt heavy in my mind, impossible to comprehend. Completely impossible.“I need you to check again,” I said quickly. “Please… maybe something went wrong in the lab.”“I already did,” he said gently. “I wouldn’t call you if I wasn’t certain.”Tears filled my eyes again.This was too much, first it was Danny, threats, deadline, and now this?“I… I don’t want him to know yet,” I said sudden
Arlari's POVSeveriano grabbed her by the neck and pulled her up, her legs dangling mid air. She clung to his hand to ease his grip but she couldn't pull any of his fingers off her neck.“I don't do so well with cops," he said through gritted teeth.I grabbed my skirt, breathing heavily like I coul
Arlari’s POVPain has its own language.It does not scream. It presses. It pulses. It sits behind the eyes and reminds you, again and again, that your body remembers even when you want to forget.They brought me back just before dawn. The sky outside was pale, unsure of itself. The kind of light tha
Arlari’s POVThe house was quiet when we returned. Not because it was empty. Not because it was peaceful. But the kind of quiet that listens.The doors closed behind us with a soft sound, and the guards melted back into their places like shadows returning to walls. My body was tired in a deep way.
Arlari’s POVThe next morning felt strange after the night in his room. Not heavy. Not sharp. Just different.I woke to silence again, but this time it did not frighten me. The quiet felt settled, intentional. The headache was still there, dull and pulsing behind my eyes, but it no longer ruled me







