تسجيل الدخول🔥 Fernando seems to be torn between pride and love, but will he let Michael go or force him to stay by your side forever by killing him and keeping his ashes? 👉 Stay tuned for the next explosive chapter.
Fernando’s POVThe jet disappeared beyond the clouds, but I couldn't move. I stood there staring at the empty stretch of sky as though the aircraft might suddenly turn around and come back.Michael was gone, Henry was gone and Theo had taken them.My breathing became heavier."I need to know where they're going" I said."We'll find out" Mortis reassured me.I turned sharply toward the airport building."I need the destination now" I said.Mortis followed."Don Fernando, don't do anything stupid" he warned but I ignored him.We rushed into the terminal, and I immediately approached the nearest airport employee behind the counter."You."The young man looked up nervously."Sir?""What destination is that private jet that just departed headed?" I asked. He blinked."I'm sorry, sir. I don't have that information" he said.My jaw tightened."Why?""Private flight information is confidential" he answered. I leaned across the counter."My husband and my son are on that aircraft" I pleaded.
Fernando’s POVThe engine roared beneath me as I pressed my foot harder against the accelerator.The road blurred into streaks of gray and green but I barely noticed the traffic anymore, I barely noticed the horns.All I could see was the tracker on my phone sitting in the cup holder, the small blinking indicator showing Michael's location.He was still at the airport and every second mattered."Don Fernando! Slow down" Mortis shouted beside me.I didn't look at him."No.""You are driving too fast" he said."I don't care" I replied. "You're going to get us killed before we even reach the airport" he said."Then we'll die on the way" I retorted. Mortis stared at me."That isn't reassuring."I tightened my grip around the steering wheel."I don't have time to be careful" I said.My heart was pounding violently. I couldn't stop thinking about Michael's face, the last time I had seen him, the last conversation we'd had and the fact that he hadn't answered any of my calls.Something was
Theo’s POVThe sight of Michael being carried toward the private jet should have made me feel relieved. Instead, it made something inside my chest tighten.Two of my guards carried him carefully between them, his unconscious body completely limp. Another pair followed with Henry.Henry looked younger when he was unconscious, almost peaceful and somehow, that made everything worse."Careful," I ordered. "Don't drop either of them.""We've got them, sir."Kim stood several feet away. She hadn't said a word since the guards had injected Michael and Henry but I could see the anger in her face."Kim."She looked at me."Don't try to explain this to me" she said.I sighed."I think you need to listen before you decide what you think happened" I replied. "I saw what happened. You had them drugged" her voice trembled."They were trying to run.""Because they didn't want to go!" She said.I glanced toward the jet."That's precisely why I had to do it."Kim shook her head as se stepped closer.
Fernando’s POVMy eyes flicked toward the road behind the men surrounding us, as though I could somehow see through the distance and reach the airport with sheer force of will.I couldn't. The only thing standing between me and Michael was a group of armed men, and Santiago's nephew leading them.I stared at him again."You've wasted enough of my time" I said.The young man smiled."I don't think you understand your situation, Don Fernando.""I understand it perfectly" I said then glanced at the guns surrounding me. "You found me. Congratulations."His smile disappeared."My name is Adrian Santiago" he said then stepped closer. "I've spent years looking for you.""And now you've found me" I replied. He pointed his weapon directly at my chest."I don't just want to kill you. I want everything you left behind" he said.I stared at him."What exactly do you think belongs to you?" I asked.He spread his arms."Everything from your empire, your assets, your influence to your family" he an
Michael’s POVHenry remained in the car and he didn't move. He didn't reach for the door, didn't even look toward the private jet waiting several metres away.He simply sat there with his arms crossed tightly over his chest, staring through the opposite window as though the entire airport didn't exist.Theo's patience finally snapped."Henry, get out of the car."Henry didn't respond then Theo stepped closer."I said get out" he ordered. "I'm not going."Theo's jaw clenched."Don't start this again.""I'm not starting anything" Henry replied. Kim immediately reached for Theo's arm."Dad, please."He pulled his arm away."Kim, he needs to understand that we're doing this for his own safety."Henry finally looked at him."Then why does it feel like I'm being kidnapped?" He asked.The words silenced everyone and Theo's face hardened."That's enough" he warned."No, it isn't."Henry opened the car door slightly but didn't step out."You keep telling me we're going somewhere safe, but yo
Fernando’s POVThe engine roared beneath me as I pressed harder on the accelerator. The road ahead blurred into streaks of grey and green, but I barely noticed anything beyond the glowing screen of my phone.My eyes kept dropping to the tracker and I kept seeing Michael's face in that little red dot.Getting to Michael was all that mattered.The small marker on the map remained frustratingly still and i could tell he was already at the airport.My grip tightened around the steering wheel."Come on, Michael."I tapped his name again and called. The phone rang three times then the call ended with no answer."Goddammit."I tossed the phone onto the passenger seat before snatching it back almost immediately.I couldn't stop myself. I called again but nothing came from it. Behind me, the bodies of my guards' vehicles remained visible, following closely.I could hear one of them speaking through the radio but nothing they said registered in my brain. It was as if I was physically in the car
Fernando’s POV I had no idea where to start.I stood in the middle of the safehouse living room, staring at maps, scribbled notes, and the half-empty cup of whiskey in my hand as if any of them would magically reveal Ashley’s location. “Think, Fernando,” I muttered to myself.I dragged my hands d
Fernando’s POV I shut the study door behind me and let out a slow breath. Santiago’s words had been scratching at my skull since the moment he said them.I lowered myself into the armchair behind the desk and rubbed my temples.“Sir,” one of the maids Anabelle brought said softly from the doorway
Fernando’s POVI had already dressed twice. Now, standing still before the full-length mirror, I adjusted my cufflinks for the third time.They were flawless silver, engraved, and custom-made. The suit fit me like it had been sewn directly onto my body. It didn’t restrict my movement, but it remin
Ashley's POV I sat there, strapped into the cold, unyielding chair, my wrists brushing against my restraints. Shock had hit me like a moving train. My mouth went dry, my hands shook. I felt like the air had been sucked from the room. My mind was trying to reject the reality of his confession, my







