"Hey, how are you feeling?"
Cheryl squinted as she tried to adjust her vision to the bright lights. Her hand moved slowly to massage her aching head.
"Want to drink?" Someone helped Cheryl to get up from a lying position. He held out a glass filled with water which Cheryl immediately gulped down.
Her throat felt dry. As the water began to move down her throat, Cheryl let out a low moan as she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your head hurts? I have some painkillers that can help relieve your headache. You want some?"
Cheryl lifted her head to look at the man who had been restraining her back so she could sit and drink properly.
Cheryl's eyes blinked repeatedly. A flash of images of what had happened to her flashed through her head.
“Vero,” Cheryl mumbled in a low voice, “where is Veronica?”
"She's taking a shower upstairs," that man removed his hand from Cheryl's back and sat in front of Cheryl's bed, looking at her intently. "She'll be down in a minute."
Cheryl grimaced softly. She rubbed her rumbling stomach. Her cheeks heated up when she heard the laughter from the man in front of her.
“I have some steaks. You want?"
***
Cheryl watched a man skillfully move his hands to cut the steak, grill it, and add oil, garlic, and other spices. His broad back, clad in a black t-shirt with a few tattoos sticking out at the top of his neck, looks very broad when looked at from behind.
Cheryl wasn't sure of her memory, but she seemed to have seen his's face on Veronica's social media a few years ago. And if Cheryl is not mistaken, she remembers the caption on the photo that Veronica uploaded was 'Boyfie'. In fact that Veronica is currently engaged to Mateo, Cheryl's older brother, and it seems that the man in front of her is Veronica's ex-boyfriend.
If that is right, Cheryl swears that Veronica's taste in men is always pretty good. Starting with Mateo—her brother, then now Veronica's ex-boyfriend, who was standing while serving mouthwatering dishes. Damn!
"Fael, what are you cooking?" Veronica came down the stairs at the end of the hall, drying her wet hair.
Fael? Is his nickname Fael? It's hilarious.
"Only steaks are available in the fridge. Do you want anything else?" That man greeted Veronica and hugged her waist like they were used to doing all that.
Veronica shook her head briefly. She glanced at Cheryl who was sitting at the dining table not far from the kitchen. "We sure love your steak." She said while helping to stir the steak sauce on the stove.
"Yeah, it looks like Cheryl is already very hungry," he glanced briefly at Cheryl who was sitting with her chin up, "After you managed to escape from being chased by these people, did you become hungry?" he asked, glancing amused at Cheryl.
Cheryl tried to avert her gaze as soon as possible. She couldn't allow the ridiculous look on her face when she was looking at that sexy… man!
She was unable to give an answer to his joke because she was too embarrassed to remember the sound of her stomach when she was hungry. This is the most embarrassing thing in her entire life.
Cheryl looked at Veronica, and she immediately understood her confusion.
"Cheryl will love your steak." Veronica put her arm around that man's waist again, and Cheryl swore that now her hands were numb as if she wanted to do the same.
Damn! That's the second swearing.
"What happened?" He asks with a serious voice. He seemed to be curious about what had just happened.
Honestly, Cheryl was also curious about what just happened to her. Starting from the pursuit of mysterious people, attacks that almost made her get a car accident, then a gunshot that made her car window shatter.
“I don't know,” Veronica shook her head briefly, “Cheryl and I had just exited the Alejandro International Skyscraper Building, but halfway to my house, three black cars chased and followed us. They tried to run into us, but Cheryl managed to escape from their pursuit.”
Cheryl's memory flashed back to the horrific incident a few moments ago.
“Somehow, one of them managed to overtake Cheryl's car. I didn't really pay attention because I was contacting you at the time. Then all of a sudden, they make Cheryl lose control and crash into a nearby car. I saw a white car hit the road divider. There was a puff of smoke coming out of the car. Then suddenly, there was a gunshot. Cheryl's windshield shattered from the gunshot."
“Did you see their faces? Maybe you know them? Or maybe Cheryl knows them?” That man asked quickly.
Cheryl saw Veronica's head shake briefly. Not only Veronica but Cheryl didn't know these people either.
“I will try to find out what happened. However, for now, I suggest you and Cheryl don't go alone without bodyguards. If you can, reduce activities that require you to be outdoors. We still don't know who they're harmed. You or Cheryl."
Cheryl listened seriously even though she knew that the advice wasn't given directly to her but to Veronica.
"I'll call Mateo and tell him we're staying here for the night."
“You want to make your fiancé come here and destroy my apartment?” He laughed briefly.
Cheryl's stomach churned. She's hungry!
"Your food will be ready soon, Cheryl!" said the man in the kitchen. He smiled briefly at Cheryl before returning his focus to the stove and pan in front of him.
Cheryl lowered her head deeply. She is ashamed. Very very ashamed.
All this time, the servants at her house called her a spoiled princess who was picky about food. Cheryl had never done anything embarrassing like this before. However, in just a short time, Cheryl had done two embarrassing things in front of a strange man who was currently staring at her with an amused smile.
"Don't be shy. Rafael is not a serious guy. He likes to joke, and I'm sure we'll soon eat and laugh together." Veronica whispered softly. She walked away from Rafael and chose to sit next to Cheryl.
Rafael. Cheryl repeated the name Veronica had said in her heart.
"Seems like that," Cheryl briefly at that man, and instantly, a short smile graced his handsome face when he found Cheryl watching him.
Cheryl hastily averted her gaze. She didn't want to look like a stupid donkey who deliberately stared at the face of the man named Rafael with her mouth wide open.
"Rafael thinks we shouldn't be going alone for a while." Veronica propped her chin with an annoyed look.
Cheryl exhaled slowly. She knew how Veronica was feeling right now.
As the daughter of the Alejandro family, Cheryl has often experienced terror and mysterious attacks from an enemy of her parents' business. And seeing how Veronica reacted, it seemed that she had also experienced a similar terror considering that she came from a large political family in the United States.
"I will not tell this incident to my parents. They could tie my feet and not let me out of the house all year round.” Cheryl shrugged curtly.
"You think I'm going to tell my parents?" Veronica snorted softly, “I like the idea of staying home all year round, but I don't like being forced to go with bodyguards wherever I wanna go. They make me uncomfortable.”
Cheryl nodded her head. One of her deadly mistakes was driving her own car without allowing her personal bodyguard to go with her.
"We'd better keep tonight's incidents as a secret."
“Yeah,” Veronica nodded slowly, “you don't have to worry. It's just a small, meaningless terror. No one needs to know about this incident."
"Warn your ex-boyfriend not to tell anyone about what happened tonight," Cheryl said while glancing at Rafael from the corner of her eye.
Veronica laughed softly. She's too relaxed. She didn't look like someone who had just gotten terrorized.
"Rafael and I aren't as close as you think," she explained calmly, "but I'll make sure that Rafael won't tell anyone about this incident."
"Whatever," Cheryl rolled her eyes.
Even though Veronica is her future sister-in-law, Cheryl prefers to talk with Veronica as her best friend. They still talk like two female friends, often staying at each other's houses, and they still joke and tease each other like the old habit before Veronica had a love relationship with Mateo.
“Forget about tonight. Think of it as one of the most enjoyable stressful experiences. After all, Rafael said there were no fatalities in the accident. Rafael will also try to keep news of tonight's attack away from the media. No one will highlight this incident.” Veronica spoke confidently.
“How can I think of tonight's events as an enjoyable experience? I just destroyed my own car.”
"Come on, Cheryl!" Veronica covered her mouth with an amused look in her eyes. "I'm sure you'll have a new car tomorrow morning." She said while laughing softly.
Cheryl rolled her eyes for a second time. She knew Veronica was joking, but she thought Veronica's idea was quite a genius. Maybe she should consider buying a new car that is the same type as the car she just destroyed.
"Come on, let's not talk about it anymore. Now tell me, what do you think about Rafael?” Veronica asked while raising one of her eyebrows.
Cheryl frowned, "What?" She glanced at Rafael for a moment, then looked back at Veronica who was resting her chin with a mocking smile.
"He's an interesting man, isn't he? I know you've been watching him for a long time." She gave an amused look as well as an annoying mocking smile.
Cheryl looked at Veronica frantically.
Oh no! How did Veronica know that Cheryl had been watching Rafael from the corner of her eye for a long time?!
"What do you think?" Veronica asked again while raising her eyebrows, “would you be willing to trade that sweet Carlos for the dazzling Rafael?”
Cheryl swore that she was glaring perfectly at Veronica.
How could Cheryl exchange her sweet boyfriend for a foreign man she had just met? No, absolutely not. In fact, even if Cheryl admits that Rafael has an attractive handsome face and a seductive sexy body, Cheryl still will not exchange her boyfriend with that man. Never!
"Are you crazy?" Cheryl narrowed her eyes, "Is your ex-boyfriend too hard to find a new lover so you should promote him?"
Veronica snapped her right finger, " Does it seem to you that with his attractive appearance and handsome face, Rafael once had a problem finding women?"
Cheryl glanced at Rafael who was still busy with the kitchen utensils. For a moment, she repeated Veronica's question silently. His attractive appearance and handsome face made it clear that Rafael had no trouble getting women. After all, it seemed that Rafael also came from an upper-class family, considering that he could pick up Veronica in two helicopters in just a short time. And lastly, Veronica couldn't possibly have a relationship with random men. Anyone who befriends or is in a romantic relationship with her can be ascertained as a person who comes from the same circle as her.
"Your food is ready!" Rafael exclaimed from behind the kitchen table.
Cheryl hastily straightened her back. She squinted at Veronica to give a warning sign to keep her from talking some shit in front of Rafael.
Veronica smiled. Briefly, she took her eyes off Cheryl and started helping Rafael to bring three plates of steak to the table. “It smells so delicious! I can't wait to taste your dinner." Veronica compliments Rafael's cooking.
Honestly, Cheryl had been thinking the same thing ever since. The smell of Rafael's cooking was so delicious, it made her stomach churn again with hunger.
"This dinner is more suitable to be called breakfast," joked Rafael. He walked over and placed a plate of steak with sauce and vegetables neatly arranged. “I hope you like this food, Cheryl.” He said with a smile.
Cheryl nodded slowly, then started reaching out to cut her steak.
Cheryl's eyes immediately narrowed with a look of surprise as soon as her tongue touched the soft meat covered in Rafael's black pepper sauce.
Too delicious. Rafael's cooking was perfect.
"Are you a chef?" Cheryl asked spontaneously.
Veronica and Rafael immediately stopped their activities and looked at Cheryl with two different eyes. Rafael looked a little surprised, while Veronica gave an amused glance while giving her a mocking look.
“Actually, I—” Rafael's sentence was cut off when the apartment doorbell rang in succession.
Not only did the bell ring, but they also heard repeated knocks on the door two seconds later. No, they were not knocking but banging on the door as if to force it down.
“Who came so early, Rafael?” Veronica frowned. She showed a look of suspicion and wariness.
Rafael stood up, "I rarely receive guests in this apartment except when you want to visit."
Rafael's answer made Cheryl and Veronica even more worried.
They had just gone through some awful terror, and now Rafael's apartment had a rather…suspicious guest.
"Don’t open it! You can call security to get them out.” Veronica makes suggestions.
"Don't worry," Rafael smiled calmly.
Cheryl and Veronica also got up and followed Rafael who had already walked towards the main door.
Cheryl saw Rafael turn on the intercom screen on the door. But Cheryl has not been able to see who the guest on the screen is.
Rafael laughed softly, "It turns out that we have an important guest." He said as he opened the door.
Less than two seconds after the door opened, Rafael suddenly received a kick in the stomach which caused him to fall backwards and fall to the floor.
Cheryl and Veronica screeched in fear.
Cheryl's heart seemed to stop beating when she saw Rafael getting attacked. They just managed to escape from the mysterious terror carried out by three men in a black car, and now Rafael is suddenly attacked at his own apartement.
Cheryl's hands trembled, she didn't know what to do when several people in black walked into Rafael's apartment.
However, Cheryl's eyes immediately widened when she recognized the man who had just lunged at Rafael and kicked him with his leg. Even now, that man was beating Rafael with both hands. He punched Rafael in the stomach and face blindly without caring about Veronica's hysterical screams.
Oh no… it looks like Cheryl is in big trouble right now.
"Put away your weapons!" Carlos glared angrily at his guards, who were still pointing their guns at Cheryl as they walked out of Liam Fernandez's mansion.Cheryl still sobbed in Carlos's embrace. She cried—crying was the only thing she could do. Seeing the destruction of ElWagner unfold before her eyes made her realize that the best ElWagner agents had sacrificed themselves for her— for her ambition."That's okay, Cheryl. You can cry," Carlos comforted her, holding her close even as they got into the car.She fell silent for a long time. She couldn't stop her tears, especially when she realized she was now in Carlos's arms."Why did it have to happen?" she muttered in a heartbreaking voice."Relax, you don't need to think about anything. Everything is right, Cheryl. You're with me again," Carlos whispered as he kissed her cheek."You left me, Carlos.""No, I am not," Carlos shook his head. "Not anymore. I apologize for my mistakes. After this, I will never leave you again. We will alw
Cheryl gripped her black jacket tightly around her body as the car she was in came to a halt at the gate of Liam Fernandez's mansion in Milan, Italy.ElWagner's top agents had successfully disabled the mansion a few minutes before she and Beatrice arrived. Rafael's trusted snipers, who had launched an attack on the mansion, had captured Liam Fernandez, who was now being held hostage in his office.The night wind struck Cheryl's face, making her shiver in the cold. Once again, she tightened her jacket. For the first time in her life, she carried a gun. Tonight, she walked in the darkness wearing a bulletproof vest, a gun tucked under her black jacket and a knife concealed in her shoe. Just in case, as Theodore had advised.The smell of blood hit her nose as she walked past the magnificent gates of Liam Fernandez's mansion. Her stomach flared up, but she calmed herself up, placing a hand on her belly. "Be strong, my baby," she whispered softly."Are you okay?" Beatrice turned her head u
There's one thing Cheryl learned as an Alejandro—she doesn't give up easily, and she doesn't forgive easily. She has big ambitions, and she has the courage to do whatever she wants. Just like her decision to stay with Carlos because she believed she loved him—although she didn't. She didn't love him, but she felt owed to Carlos, so she forced herself to believe that she loved him.But now, things have changed. She is no longer just an Alejandro; she's also a Wagner. So, there's no reason for her to be afraid."I found this data three days ago, but everything is still unclear," Beatrice showed a long analysis dataset.Cheryl furrowed her brows, reading the data on Beatrice's iPad and trying to understand a confusing family tree diagram of Wagner’s family. It starts from the ancestors of the Wagner family and goes down to Rafael. Even her name was in the data. However, there was something else in the data that looked suspicious."It does look confusing, but in short, Eros Wagner apparen
The night wind swept through Cheryl's hair as she lay on the rooftop, making her shiver from the cold for daring to lie there in the middle of the night. The words spoken by Beatrice and Mateo kept replaying in her mind, adding to her torment—making her suffer even more.Every breath, every heartbeat, and even every passing second felt increasingly painful when she knew the cause of Rafael's accident. It was her. She was the cause. Rafael left because of her. It was all her fault. Everyone was crying and suffering because of her.Rafael's presence had been like a miracle to her. But, on the contrary, she had become the source of his suffering.With her weak body and pale face, she walked to the edge of the rooftop. Every memory they had spent in this place played in her mind. She looked out over the vast forest expanse at the rooftop's edge. Maybe she wouldn't hesitate to jump off if she wasn't pregnant. But now, her situation was much more complicated. She had to stay alive when she
"I will announce Rafael's death one week from now," Ares' firm voice shattered the silence in the dining room.Everyone froze, staring at Ares with bated breath, except for one person: Cheryl."How dare you?! Don't you dare announce anything other than good news when Rafael returns," Catalina retorted with a sharp gaze."What do you expect? We can't keep waiting. How long will we be like this? Didn't we already release the flowers into the sea two days ago? Isn't that enough for you?" Ares responded."There's still a chance he's alive! I don't care about flowers or anything you say. I don't even care about your concerns for your company heir. But don't you dare announce my son's death!" Catalina's breath raced as she stared at Ares with a palpable gaze. "We just need to wait a little longer. There will be good news. Haven't the search team found—""Three bodies in nearly unrecognizable condition?" Ares cut in swiftly. "What are you waiting for, Catalina? Do you need to see his corpse
Days passed in a blur. One day after hearing the news about Rafael's plane, Cheryl fell ill. She had a fever, and her condition didn't get better even after a week had passed. And during that time, there was not a single word about Rafael. His plane, his whereabouts, and even how he was doing. Everything still seemed vague. There was no certainty whatsoever. There was no trace as if his plane had simply disappeared.Almost all the news on TV, the internet, and newspapers was filled with the news of the crash of Europe WGR's heir. Everyone was curious about the accident, and some of them even predicted that Rafael's plane had crashed due to bad weather. Therefore, three days ago, the search was carried out by combing the sea area to find clues about his whereabouts.In contrast to them, Cheryl hoped that the wreck of Rafael's plane was not found. The plane didn't crash. Rafael was alive, breathing and fine. He was on the other side of the world, and he would only take a little while to
Cheryl stared at the food in front of her with an annoyed look. It had been almost three hours since she had sat alone at the table, but Rafael had not arrived.Their last conversation was five hours ago when she had just finished training with Theodore. Now, all her cooking was done, beautifully arranged on the table, while her fingers were covered with plaster cuts from holding the knife. She had done all this for Rafael, to welcome him home like any other wife would. However, he did not come. Even their communication devices have been disconnected since she turned them off a few hours ago.Gosh, she regretted turning that thing off. Rafael must have been upset with her, so he turned off their phone connection."Rafael,"There was no answer.Cheryl exhaled in annoyance."You're late, and I'm really mad at you."Even though she knew that Rafael did not hear her voice, she kept talking— babbling like crazy."I won't forgive you. Let alone dessert, you won't even get a meal tonight! I
"Who sent you?!" The shout echoed through the Dominggos family mansion located in Canada.Carlos Dominggos stared angrily at the crowd of bodyguards pointing guns at him. Meanwhile, hundreds of Dominggos family bodyguards had been taken down outside his room. Some of them were lying helplessly on the floor."Answer me! Is it that damn Rafael?! Or maybe Ares Wagner?!" He shouted again. Despite his anger, he kept his hands behind his head—just as he had done to the ElWagner agents surrounding him. There was no choice. He was now trapped inside his mansion while ElWagner carried out a massive massacre of his bodyguards, killing them and turning his mansion into a horrible pool of blood.Silence. No one made a sound until an approaching footstep broke the silence in the room. "More precisely, the leader of ElWagner—Rafael Wagner." Rafael greeted while walking with a sharp gaze. His terrifying face was suffocating even without carrying a gun like the bodyguards did. He strode calmly in a b
"You're leaving again?" Cheryl frowned when she saw Rafael already dressed in his suit at 7 a.m. His hair was slicked back, and he looked handsome and gorgeous."Yes, I have a meeting with ElWagner's secret leaders."When she heard Rafael's work agenda, she felt her heart skip a beat.Even though she knew that Rafael had competent bodyguards like Theodore and Lex, she still couldn't calm down when she learned that he was going to ElWagner's headquarters in Canada."It's December 28th. Can't you take the end of the year off to spend time with her?"Rafael turned his head, then smiled briefly at her, "I'll go straight home tomorrow. After that, I won't be working again until early next year. Are you happy, Princess?""Can I come to Canada?"Rafael frowned, "Don't you have an event with Mommy Carissa today? Are you going to cancel?"She smacked her forehead lightly for forgetting the important agenda she would do with her Mommy. They rarely had time together. It was hard to choose betwee