Masuk🔥 Fernando and Michael finally come face to face in Ashley’s hospital room, but what happens when secrets, jealousy, and dangerous truths collide? 👉 Keep reading to discover what happens next.
Fernando’s POVRamon clearly regretted speaking too much already.I could see it in the tension sitting across his shoulders as he stood near the refrigerator section holding a bottle of water like it had suddenly become the most fascinating object in the world.Meanwhile, the young cashier behind the counter still looked personally offended that I had flirted with him while being married.“You really hid the husband thing until the last second,” the cashier complained while rearranging flowers dramatically.“I didn’t hide it,” I corrected calmly. “You simply failed to investigate properly.”“That sounds exactly like something a dangerous man would say.”Ramon sighed quietly under his breath.“So serious this morning,” I commented lightly while picking up the wrapped bouquet from the counter.Ramon glanced at me cautiously.“Mr. Ramirez—”“Fernando" I corrected. He hesitated.“Fernando" he said.The cashier leaned on the counter curiously.“You two work together or something?” he ask
Michael’s POVI woke up completely warm.Theo’s arm was wrapped securely around my waist from behind, his chest pressed against my back while soft morning light slipped through the curtains and painted pale gold across the room.For a few seconds, I just stayed there quietly.Theo’s breathing was slow and even against the back of my neck.The room smelled faintly like him, clean cologne, expensive sheets, and traces of last night still lingering in the air.My body ached pleasantly, especially my hips.The memory immediately made heat crawl up my neck.Theo had been surprisingly relentless once we returned upstairs.I shifted slightly beneath the blankets and immediately regretted it when the soreness reminded me of exactly how little sleep we had actually gotten.A quiet sound escaped me before I could stop it and Theo’s arm tightened instantly around my waist.“Morning,” he murmured sleepily against my shoulder.I blinked.“You were awake?”“No.”“You literally answered me.”Theo bu
Fernando’s POVThe chaos of the night before had faded into pale sunlight stretching across buildings and streets still waking up. Cars rolled lazily through intersections while pedestrians hurried with coffee cups in hand, trying to begin normal lives completely unaware of the violence and madness hidden beneath this town’s calm appearance.Meanwhile, I was standing in front of a roadside flower shop trying to decide whether Ashley would prefer white lilies or pink roses.Life was ridiculous sometimes.The old woman running the flower stand smiled warmly at me as she adjusted a bucket of sunflowers near the entrance.“You look troubled,” she said knowingly.I smirked faintly.“Do I?”“You’ve been staring at those flowers for almost ten minutes" she replied. I glanced back at the bouquets. Honestly, I barely cared about the flowers themselves. I only needed an excuse to visit the hospital again.My men stationed outside had informed me earlier this morning that Henry and Kim were st
Michael’s POVThe doorbell kept ringing again and again and Theo looked one second away from committing actual murder.I was still half bent over the bed trying to steady my breathing while Theo slowly pulled his cock out from me with visible reluctance, muttering something deeply threatening beneath his breath.The sudden emptiness made me exhale shakily and Theo immediately noticed.His eyes darkened.“Don’t make that sound,” he warned.I blinked innocently.“What sound?”“That disappointed sound.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about" I said.Theo stared at me like he absolutely did not believe me then the doorbell rang again.Theo closed his eyes briefly.“I hate whoever is outside" he said then picked up his trousers. A laugh escaped me before I could stop it.Theo paused halfway through pulling on his pants before looking at me with the most exhausted expression imaginable.“You're coming with me” he said.I laughed again, softer this time.The warmth lingering between us st
Michael’s POVTheo filled my senses completely.His warmth, his voice, the steady pressure of his body against mine.Every slow movement between us made my breathing more uneven, my fingers tightening helplessly against his shoulders while the room remained wrapped in dim golden light and tangled sheets.And yet, Fernando still lingered in the back of my mind.I hated myself for it.Theo was the one touching me carefully, kissing me like I mattered, looking at me like I was something precious instead of broken.I kissed Theo deeply again, drawing another shaky breath from me while his hand slid slowly along my waist.Theo made a surprised sound against my mouth before immediately kissing me back with the same intensity.I couldn't bear to keep on staring at his face as he's fucking me and I'm thinking of Fernando. I used the distraction to shift beneath him, breaking the position between us awkwardly.Theo blinked as I turned around instead, moving onto my hands while trying to regai
Michael’s POVTheo’s eyes never left mine, not for a second.The condom wrapper had already been discarded somewhere on the bed, forgotten amongst tangled sheets while the warm light from the bedside lamp cast soft shadows across his face.Theo leaned down slowly and kissed me again, deep and warm, like he was trying to calm every nervous thought running through my head.My hands slid up his shoulders while his body settled carefully between my legs again.“You’re thinking too much,” Theo murmured softly against my mouth.“You say that every five minutes.”“Because it keeps being true.”I huffed out a weak laugh despite myself and Theo smiled faintly before kissing the corner of my mouth.“You still okay?”I nodded slowly.“Yes.”But nervous didn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.It had been so long since I had let someone this close to me, so long since I had allowed myself to be vulnerable in this way.And Theo somehow made it impossible to completely retreat into my own
Michael’s POV I could still feel Ashley trembling against me. The both of us were pressed into the hardwood floor of her apartment, the coldness of it biting through my clothes, the smell of anger and fear clinging to the air. My arms wrapped tightly around her, not only to comfort her, but to re
Michael’s POV I didn’t think I could ever get used to this kind of extravagance. The moment we approached the front desk, my palms started sweating, and not because I was nervous about fashion. It was because I already had a sinking feeling about what the bill was going to look like. Ashley w
Fernando’s POV The call had ended with a bang. Not a click, not static, not even the tired drone of a battery running out. No—what I heard was the kind of bang that echoed down to your bones, the kind that ripped the air apart and filled it with the smell of iron and dread. Michael. My mind scr
Michael’s POV The morning light spilled faintly through the curtains and I sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the open suitcase in front of me. My clothes were folded neatly inside, yet the weight of each shirt and pair of jeans pressed heavier on my chest than stone. Today was the day I







