Mag-log in“A switch up in his emotions like a flip of a page.”–Rebecca felt like her heart had stopped, she hadn’t known Amir personally but the little time they had spent together made it known what kind of man he was.She couldn’t stop pacing around in the hospital hall, especially because Diego looked so emotionless where he was sitting.Unmoved and quiet, he hadn’t even spared her a glance.The surgery had been going on for how long now? She looked up at the operation room timer, four hours, yet the sign still showed “in surgery”.Diego wasn’t crying, not that she had expected him to, but he was awfully quiet and it made her feel uneasy.The fact that he had not even acknowledged her or his surroundings made things worse. She didn’t know what to do, she was panicking without control, her legs were aching from all the pacing around and her bruises ached.Her throat felt dry and her stomach rumbled. It wasn’t the time for a meal but maybe some water would do no harm.She was able to slip aw
“I’ll do anything for her.”–Diego fought through every obstacle standing in his way, from humans to doors, he knocked them out of his way until he arrived at the one that was holding her hostage.As he broke down the door, his eyes landed on his Cattivella and his heart broke.She looked so frightened and alone. Tears had wet her face and her eyes had turned red from crying.“Rebecca…” Her name left his lips in a soft whisper.She burst into tears as she saw him. She couldn’t move. She wanted to run to him but couldn’t.Like an animal, she was chained to the ground.Diego felt like his entire system had fallen out of control. How could they dare to treat her that way?He walked towards her and crouched down next to her, feeling his heart bleeding from the sight he saw.“How could they…” He muttered, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall down his eyes.He dared not to break down in her presence.“Diego…” She whimpered.He pulled the padlock holding the chain together with a
“How dare they lay their filthy hands on my woman?!!”Rebecca walked into the bathroom, holding in her tears as well as she could. The moment the doors closed behind her, her tears began to pour down her face without control.She tried hard to suppress her sobbing, and choking noises escaped her throat.Staring back at her was her reflection in the wide and clear mirror. She knew Diego had only said those words to push her away, but neither of them was a lie. In her reflection, she saw every single thing he said.“Dad…” Weak sobbing escaped her throat as she choked on her tears.The high-quality mascara remained fixed in place no matter how hard she cried. That much she was thankful for.“I don’t know what to do anymore…” She said to her reflection. “How am I supposed to live on? With this… this guilt inside of me. I failed you, Dad. That man…”She paused, thinking back to the pain she saw in Diego’s eyes. “That being.” She rephrased. “He’s a terrible, terrible creature. He hurts me s
“Hurting you is the only way out for you. Pain is salvation.”–Diego watched as bitter tears rolled down her face. All she wanted to do was provide him with solace, but he didn’t need it.He didn’t need her.The only way to make her go away was to convince her to go away on her own.His hand slipped away from her skin as she created a distance between them, but he didn’t try to stop her from leaving.His face grew cold, just like he wanted it to be. “Don’t talk to me like you know me, Cattivella, you don’t. To me, you don’t even have a name. Your name is whatever I call you. You’re an object.“So next time, make sure you do everything you’re told to do like the puppet that you are, or else it is going to cost you so much more than you could ever imagine.”With that, he turned to walk away, but her words stopped him.“What more could it cost me?” She asked in a soft and trembling tone. Her tears poured down her face without control.“What more do I have that you could possibly take fr
“You could have, but you shouldn’t have.”–Rebecca felt the chill of the night flow through her entire body, and she shivered involuntarily. Kill him?She suddenly felt fear creeping up her skin. What if she got caught? Wouldn’t they slit her throat before Diego would even think of coming to save her?She felt her stomach churn, and she wanted to throw up.The feeling of sickness remained with her all through the rest of the secret meeting. The major revelation had been given, and she couldn’t find it possible to focus anymore on anything else that they were saying.She was very grateful when they finally finished and she could return to the main gala, away from all those monsters in human skin. Especially away from the woman they called Luna.As they took off their masks and returned to the main gala, Olivia kept following her around, wanting to keep small conversations, but Rebecca was far from interested.Not only was she still feeling frightened, but she didn’t want to relate wit
“The evil of politics and tug of power is more overwhelming than any other evil.”–Rebecca felt her blood run cold.Had they already discovered her before she could even do anything? She felt sweat trail down her back and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.She gulped uneasily and tried to notice if anyone else was looking at her. Was it that obvious that she didn’t fit in?“Don’t panic,” a voice in her head said. “It’s not you.” The voice assured.It took a moment for her to calm down and realize that it was Diego who was talking to her. She wanted to ask him how he knew but he read her mind and answered her.“It’s a drill,” he added.Her eyebrows furrowed. What did he mean by that?Almost as if he read through her mind again, he started to explain to her.“It’s a ritual, they say things like that to see who will react. Don’t react. Act naturally. You’re not an imposter, no one there is. You are Sophia Clark and you are exactly where you are meant to be.”Somehow, his words felt
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







