Mag-log in“She’s my whole world, my life, all that matters is her.”“He’s all I could ever need.”–Earlier at the Gonzalez mansion…Diego was busy flipping through some papers. For someone who wanted nothing but to rest that day, he had a lot of paperwork set out for him.Vincenzo suddenly burst in through the front door, making Diego’s head shoot up at the abruptness of his action.“Forgive me, Don, but I come with bad news.” Vincenzo was panting heavily. He had practically run all the way like his life depended on it.Probably because it did.Diego set aside every paper in front of him and listened with full focus. “What’s the problem?”“The east gate has been breached by some masked men carrying suspicious weapons. Our men have been deployed there, but now the west wing is also in crisis.”Diego’s brow furrowed as he rose to his feet. “What? All at once?”Vincenzo nodded his head worriedly.Diego scoffed, not believing his ears. “We must have slept on our hands thinking we still had time. T
“What kind of surprises are these? I don’t want them, take me back!”–The day went by, and all she did was scroll mindlessly through her phone like a zombie. She had never been a phone addict, but all those weeks without a phone were enough to make her want to remain glued to it.She tried not to like anyone’s profile or updates, but her friends were moving on like nothing ever happened.Her father’s family seemed to have taken over her father’s properties and were living fine.But something made her grateful to all of them, the missing posters on their walls containing her picture and information. They had been looking for her.She felt tears well up in her eyes. “It doesn’t matter anyways, it’s not like they care about me,” she told herself.For her father’s family to be posting her continuously, there must be something they wanted that only she could provide.Her phone had been bombarded with texts and calls from her friends. They were supposed to have a reunion around the time sh
“Now that I have my phone, what am I going to do first??!”–Diego could tell that she was angry, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t expect that from her. But he didn’t want her personal emotions to get in the way of the assignment.She arched her brow at him impatiently. “What?!” she exclaimed. “Aren’t you going to tell me what the assignment is?”“Not until you calm down. I get it, you’re mad, as you should be, but you can’t blame me for holding on to these things, your phone especially, until I knew you could be trusted.”Hearing his words, she felt her body relax a little. “So you… you trust me now?”There was a subtle smile on his face, but he didn’t answer that. The answer was pretty obvious. “So, are you ready to hear the assignment now?”She nodded her head, holding back from smiling like a love-smitten fool.“The trips I usually go on every single year are very important to me, and I can’t miss one of them. Never have, and I don’t plan to start today.”“But you said y
“It’s not supposed to hurt but it still kinda does. Heck, it hurts a lot.” – Rebecca pulled the blanket fully over herself as cold air whipped against her bare skin. She moved to snuggle closer to the man lying next to her, only to realize that she was alone in bed. With a tired yawn, she opened her eyes and sat up. The night before had left her tired and aching, especially down there. It made her wish she hadn’t tried to mess with him. She had used up all her strength, but it still wasn’t enough for him. He was a monster! But her own monster, and she liked him like that. “Where did he go?” she asked herself. “Did he leave already? Diego! Diego?” she called out his name, but there was no response. He had probably gone back to his own room. She rose to her feet and went straight into the bathroom to soak herself in hot water, hoping it would soothe the throbbing down there. After about thirty minutes, she got dressed and went down for breakfast. The two brothers w
“Playing with fire only leaves you with a throbbing sensation that makes you wish you hadn't.”– Diego loved how she looked at him, he couldn't help the smirk that made its way to his face. She was all red, staring at him with widened eyes. Her lashes battered repeatedly as she obviously felt flustered. "What are you doing?" She asked him in an almost shaking tone. He tightened his hold around her small waist, pulling her even closer to his chest. "Why are you acting like you did something wrong? What did you do?" His brow arched as he asked. She seemed so flustered, probably wondering why he wasn't saying anything about what he had seen. But he wanted her to confess with her own lips, it was more fun that way. She stuttered as she tried to put words together. "I'm not — I'm not acting like I did anything wrong. I mean, I'm just flustered too, uh... To see you here. What are you — what are you doing here?" "Playing dumb huh..."She let her gaze fall to her feet. "I'm not... I'm
“How it sucks to be misunderstood and unheard…” –Everything had settled and everyone had dispersed, but Rebecca still wanted to remain in the solace of beautiful flowers. She had finally stopped crying, but she didn't feel like going back to her room. It was too suffocating in there. "You're prettier." A masculine voice said from behind her. She looked back and saw Chase standing there. A slight smile split her face. "Hey..." She muttered softly. He walked up to her and sat down next to her. "I saw you slip out of the crowd teary-eyed. Did you feel bad for me?" he asked, arching his thick brow. Rebecca laughed softly and rubbed her hands against her jeans. She wanted to say something to him, but she didn't know if it would be out of place. "What is it?" he asked as he slightly nudged her with his shoulder. With a smile on her face, she decided to speak up. "Don't you think you overreacted today? Both at breakfast and at the gathering."Chase smiled softly and looked at the a
A shared sexual experience for just one to remember._Rebecca wanted to hit his hand away, she wanted to give him the lecture of his life for touching her like that! But deep down, she wished he would go further down. He caressed her waist and her hips but stopped short of her ass, like he wanted
“This desire will be the death of me!”_Rebecca wondered if that was how her life was meant to end. Being killed for something she didn't even dream about doing. His hold around her neck tightened and she could feel the air seizing from her lungs. She couldn't even speak now if she wanted to. Sh
"I don't plan to survive, I plan to live..."_Rebecca felt so warm inside for the first time since she was brought to the Gonzalez penthouse. To know that there was someone within those walls that sincerely cared about her gave her courage. She rose to her feet and stared at the door for a silent
A dominant man and persistent man fills the head with unholy thoughts._Rebecca tugged at the hem of the dress and tried to adjust the spaghetti arm that dug too tightly into her skin. She scrunched her face, there was no hope for such a dress. Most of her breasts were exposed and the fabric outl







