로그인Dominic The next morning, I didn’t summon her for breakfast. I made it early in the morning and carried it to her room. Thankfully, she didn’t refuse. After last night, I was very disturbed. Her abusive experiences made me feel guilty. I should have trusted her. Now, it was too late. The harm had been done, and I was afraid she would never return home with me. Was she planning to settle down here? How would I relocate my entire world to Mexico?“Thank you, Dominic. I’m better. I can manage from now on. You can go back to New York.” I stood indecisively for a moment before sitting beside her on the bed. I wasn’t returning without her. Diego needed her, and so did I. “But I want you to return home with me.” She chewed her food without looking at me. “I’ll book the flight tickets for tonight.” She stopped chewing and looked up at me. “I’m staying here, Dominic. This house belongs to me. No one can ask me to leave.” “No one has asked you to leave our house. That’s your home too. As
Julietta The tears I had been trying hard to curb pooled in my eyes as I sat watching Dominic storm into the living room. He was here. Eric was wrong. Dominic was here to save me. I rose, expecting him to wrap me in his warm embrace and comfort me. But one look at his scowling face made me stop. Wasn’t he happy to see me alive? Eric’s accusations echoed inside my mind. It seemed they were true. Eric rose, furious too at his spiteful remark. “No, unlike you, I’ve been here since the day they abducted Julia. Unlike you, I have rescued her from the criminals before they could harm her. And unlike you, I have saved her honor. I don’t need to pollute her mind against you, Mr. Sylvester. You have proved yourself by your absence and lack of interest in rescuing your wife. Obviously, your priorities lie elsewhere.” I gasped at the direct attack. Whatever Dominic was, he was still my husband. “Eric, please, can we stop this mudslinging? I’m indebted to you for saving me. I really am. Pleas
JuliettaThe sound echoed around, numbing my senses as I waited to embrace death. Instead, a thud behind me followed by rushed footsteps made me whirl around. What just happened?“Julia!” An agitated voice echoed into the stillness.Stunned, I stared at the scene right in front of me. Miguel lay on the ground, in a pool of blood, with a bullet lodged in his head. Relief flooded through my body knowing he was no more. I was free!I looked up at my rescuers. A team of five FBI officers had entered through the back gates. But the only one who had brought them here wasn’t my husband.It was Eric.“Eric?” I gasped, suddenly feeling bare in front of the strangers. I looked around for my dress, but it was filthy and tattered, beyond use.“Are you alright, Ms. Castellanos?” asked an agent. Eric opened his coat and came forward to cover me.“Yes, t-thank you for saving me.” My knees buckled as I finally gave in to the fatigue of the last few days. Eric lunged forward to stop me from falling to
JuliettaFootsteps echoed outside the dingy room I was locked in, alerting me instantly. I hadn’t slept for the last three days for fear of being abused. Clutching the gun tightly in my hand, I sat up to wait for another battle.Ever since Miguel had brought me to Tijuana, we had been on the move, taking shelter in cheap old motels and shacks. I had confiscated José’s gun, and it had been my only hope for safety. Having witnessed the way I had killed Perez and Ramona, they dared not mess with me. Maybe they were waiting for me to break.The door of the tiny room flew open, and Miguel appeared, looking exhausted and old. “We’re leaving! If you try to escape, I’ll punish you in the worst way possible.” He grunted, his lustful eyes sweeping over me. It made me nauseous, like before, and I raised the gun to aim at him.“Let’s see you try. I won’t hand Dad’s will over to you. Instead, you’ll meet the same fate as Ramona.”“I’ll break you before I die, bitch.” He sneered at me, his eyes fla
Dominic I entered Mom’s apartment like a culprit. I didn’t want Diego to suffer another seizure because of me. If he were happy without me, then I would refrain from coming here until he recovered completely. Grandpa smiled at me. “Officer Holmes had been waiting for your permission, but he was in a hurry. So I permitted him.” I nodded and sat beside him. “How’s Diego? Did he break down while giving his statement?” Grandpa shook his head. “No. Officer Holmes didn’t allow us into the room. The case has reached the FBI now.” My eyes popped out. “Oh, then didn’t you hear what went on inside the room? Grandpa, Diego is a minor. Someone should have been there with him.” “Diego is fine. Why don’t you go into his room and see him?” I nodded and walked over to Diego’s room. I could hear him talking to Mom.“I can’t forget, Granny. Every time I close my eyes, I can see Mom.” “I know, honey. You’ve done what you could. Now try to get some sleep.” I sighed and walked into the room. They
Dominic“Diego? Where’s Diego?” I frantically asked the nurse looking after Diego in the pediatric HDU. I had arrived here straight from the court only to find Diego missing. Strangely, no one was here – not even Mom.“Oh, he has been shifted to his room, Mr. Sylvester.”I frowned at her. Did I hear her correctly? How could they shift him without my permission? “How? Has he recovered from the coma?”She beamed at me. “Yes, Mr. Sylvester. Isn’t it a miracle? Why don’t you meet him in his room? I think if all goes well, Dr. Jenkins will discharge him tomorrow.”Discharge him? I couldn’t believe my ears.“Thank you. I’ll see him.” I walked towards Diego’s room in a dazed state. It was a miracle indeed that he had recovered. I was on the verge of giving up hope. As I opened the door, my eyes went straight towards Diego, sitting with Mom and playing on her phone.A gasp of surprise escaped my lips. I hadn’t expected him to heal so fast. “Diego?” I whispered in disbelief, tears pricking at







