The room was filled with silence, only the faint ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard.Giselle lay on the bed, her body still bound by handcuffs, eyes covered with a black cloth, and a cold chain circling her neck. Her breath rose and fell unevenly. She wanted to struggle, to free herself, but her body was weak after being forced to endure tension for so long.Leon stood at the side of the bed. His upper body was bare, a thin layer of sweat clinging to his firm skin. His eyes glinted sharply, his face hard as he restrained emotions he should never have allowed to surface.At first, he only intended to teach that little girl a lesson. Revenge, nothing more. But the longer he stared at Giselle tied up, listening to the nervous gasps escaping her lips, Leon began to lose control.His hand moved, slowly touching Giselle’s face that was still covered with the cloth. Giselle flinched, her body stiffening.“Let me go…” her voice was soft but trembling.Leon didn’t answer. His fing
The night at the De Santos Mansion was so quiet. The clock in Giselle’s room showed a little past eleven. The girl had just finished cleaning her face, then walked toward the bed. Her hair was left loose, her nightgown hung loosely on her shoulders.“Oh God… I’m so tired today,” she muttered softly. She pulled the blanket and was about to lie down.But just as her body touched the mattress, a loud noise suddenly rang out. BRAK! Her door was kicked open from the outside.“AAHH!” Giselle jolted, her body upright again. Her round eyes widened when she saw who was standing at the doorway.Leon.The man stood with heavy breaths, sweat clinging to his temple. His upper body was bare, only wearing black trousers. His broad chest and sculpted abs were clearly visible under the room light. His gaze was sharp, full of anger.“Leon… w-what are you doing here?” Giselle’s voice trembled.Leon walked in without answering, slamming the door shut so hard it shook the walls. “You think I’ll just stay
Chapter 46The wall clock in the living room showed eight in the evening. The chandeliers were brightly lit, giving a warm atmosphere inside the De Santos Mansion. Qiara sat comfortably beside Leon, who had just finished dinner. The woman then reached for Leon’s arm and hugged him tightly.“Leon,” Qiara whispered, her voice coy, “I don’t want to go home tonight. I want to sleep with you.”Leon was silent for a moment, looking at Qiara’s face resting on his shoulder. His breath was heavy, but he didn’t refuse. “If that’s what you want… fine,” he answered briefly.Qiara smiled in satisfaction. She stood up and pulled Leon toward the bedroom. Once they reached the door, Qiara opened it and went straight inside with Leon.“I’ve waited so long for a moment like this,” Qiara said while taking off her thin coat, then sat on the edge of Leon’s bed.Leon only sighed, placing his jacket on the chair. “Qiara, you know our situation isn’t easy. Mother still—”Qiara quickly cut him off. “I don’t c
That afternoon, the atmosphere in the De Santos Mansion felt calm. The lights in the living room were already on, giving the wide room a warm glow. Giselle had just come home from campus. She took off her shoes, then stepped inside with a tired face, her small backpack still hanging on her shoulder.But her steps halted. On the long sofa in the living room, Qiara sat leisurely with her legs crossed, a fashion magazine open in her hand. She looked so confident, as if the house already belonged to her.“Just got home, Giselle?” Qiara’s voice was flat, but full of mockery.Giselle glanced briefly, then continued walking. “Yes. Why?”Qiara closed her magazine, then placed it on the table. Her smile was sarcastic. “I just want to say, you better not waste your time. Just divorce Leon. It’s useless for you to hold on. He never loved you. His heart belongs only to me.”Giselle stopped, slowly turning. Her face was calm, though inside her chest there was a burning heat. “Oh, really? Unfortuna
That morning, the clock showed 7:00 a.m. The air around the De Santos Mansion was still fresh, a thin fog lingering in the garden. But a luxury car had already stopped right in front of the main door.Qiara stepped out of the car with a wide smile. In her hands was a neatly wrapped food container.“This early in the morning, he probably hasn’t had breakfast,” she murmured softly as she walked in.As the butler opened the door, Qiara made her way straight to the living room. As if the place was already familiar to her. And right on cue, Leon appeared from the stairs, already dressed in a black suit, his hair slicked back neatly.“Leon!” Qiara called out, quickly approaching and hugging him tightly.Leon gave a small smile. “You came this early?”“I brought your favorite food. That tuna sandwich you love,” Qiara replied, lifting the food container.Leon took the box. “Thanks, you still remember.”They didn’t get to speak much before the sound of footsteps echoed from the kitchen. Hansel
It was already late at night when Giselle stood in front of Leon’s bedroom door. Her heartbeat quickened. She didn’t know what drove her, but after hearing Leon’s statement earlier that afternoon, her chest felt like it was on fire.Without knocking, she slowly opened the door. The room’s lights were off, only the glow from the balcony faintly lit the spacious space. The night breeze and the subtle scent of tobacco greeted her.Giselle stepped in quietly toward the balcony. Her steps halted when she saw Leon’s back from a distance.The man stood with his back to the door, wearing only a thin black t-shirt and dark jogger pants. The shirt clung tightly to his well-sculpted body, highlighting the broad line of his shoulders and the tension of his muscles as he raised a cigarette to his lips.Smoke drifted slowly into the air, and the faint light at the end of the cigarette cast a sharp shadow over his chiseled jawline. One hand was tucked into his pocket, his posture relaxed but still d