LOGIN🔥 Fernando may have just invited himself into Michael’s peaceful getaway—but what happens when old wounds, buried feelings, and violent truths resurface on the road? Will Fernando’s presence heal—or ruin—what little family they’re trying to build? 💔 👉 Stay tuned for the next explosive chapter.
Ashley’s POVSomething was wrong. I had been trying to ignore the feeling for the last several minutes, but it had become impossible.Michael should have been back by now. He had said he was going to Theo's house to check on what happened Henry and talk to Theo, but too much time had passed.Far too much.I stood near the living-room window, staring through the curtains toward Theo's house."He's taking too long," I muttered.Nick, who was sitting on the couch, looked up from his phone then slipped it into his pocket."Maybe Theo has a lot to explain" he said."That's exactly what worries me" I replied. Henry was sitting in the armchair nearby, his attention fixed on the television even though I could tell he wasn't watching it.Nick stood."Should we go over there?" He asked."That's what I'm thinking" I replied. Henry immediately shook his head."No."I frowned."I'm not going" he added."Henry—""I don't want to go back there" he said.His voice was sharper than usual and I excha
Michael's POVThe ropes were cutting into my wrists.I had lost count of how many times I had shifted against them, trying to find even the slightest bit of slack, but whoever had tied me had known exactly what they were doing.My hands were secured behind me, my back pressed against a thick concrete pillar in the basement.A few feet away, Carlos was tied to another one and the sight of him somehow made my frustration worse."This is ridiculous," I muttered.Carlos lifted his head."You're only realizing that now?"I exhaled sharply and looked around.The basement was dim, illuminated by a single overhead bulb that flickered every few seconds. Somewhere above us, I could hear muffled footsteps.I stopped then I looked at my hands as a terrible thought entered my mind.If I dislocated my thumb, maybe I could pull my hand through.I stared at it for several seconds and Carlos noticed."You think breaking your thumb is going to magically solve everything?" He asked."I don't care." I pu
Fernando's POVI watched Mortis disappear.Two of Marlo's men had dragged him toward the second vehicle while another pair followed closely behind, weapons visible beneath their jackets.One of the guards shoved him into the vehicle and the door slammed shut.I watched the car pull away.My jaw tightened."Where are they taking him?"Marlo stood beside me, watching the same vehicle disappear down the road."Somewhere quiet" he replied. "That's not an answer.""It's the only one you're getting" he said.I ignored the words then my thoughts returned to Michael, Henry and the others.I needed certainty."You promise you wouldn't touch Michael, Henry, Ashley and Nick."He gave me a knowing look."I will not personally touch Michael, nor Henry" he said.My shoulders relaxed slightly."And Ashley and Nick?"Marlo shrugged."I have no interest in them" he replied. I frowned. "That's not what I asked."He sighed."I won't personally hurt them either" he said.I searched his face."You swea
Michael's POVFor several seconds, I could only stare at Theo. I couldn't make sense of what he had just said.The words kept replaying inside my head."What does that mean?" I asked.Theo didn't answer then he turned away from me."Theo, I'm asking you a question."I pulled against Roberto's grip, frustration boiling inside me."What have you done?" I asked.Theo walked toward the other side of the basement, where Roberto had left a small table covered with phones, documents, and several sets of keys.My stomach tightened. He wasn't ignoring me because he didn't have an answer, he was ignoring me because he didn't want to give me one."Theo!"He finally stopped then his shoulders rose and fell with a heavy breath. Finally, he turned around."I've made a decision" he said."You don't get to make decisions for me" I shot at him.His eyes hardened."I do when you're incapable of protecting yourself" he replied. I stared at him."I'm not incapable of protecting myself" I argued. "You s
Fernando's POVBeside me, Mortis stood as rigid as stone. Although his expression remained composed, I noticed the subtle movement of his eyes as he surveyed every vehicle, every gunman, every possible escape route.I leaned the slightest bit toward Mortis without taking my eyes off Marlo. Barely moving my lips, I whispered."How many do you think we can take?"Mortis answered just as quietly."If we're lucky?""I hate relying on luck" I said.Marlo watched us with obvious amusement and he folded his hands behind his back."You two always did enjoy whispering."Neither of us answered then Mortis lowered his voice further."When I move, you run" he said."You've lost your mind" I replied. "I'm serious" he said.Marlo clapped slowly."Touching. Absolutely touching."His smile widened. He began pacing slowly before us like a teacher addressing a classroom."Two loyal men, one broken empire and neither of you willing to abandon the other" he said then stopped walking. "But loyalty has al
Michael's POVMy heart hammered against my ribs so violently that I could hear it over the ringing in my ears.Roberto stood in front of the basement door and Theo stood beside him.For a long moment, nobody spoke and the silence stretched painfully between us.It was suffocating.Theo had hidden a camera inside my bedroom. The one place I had believed belonged to me.I looked at him and I saw someone I didn't recognize."I can't believe you" I said.Theo swallowed hard. His shoulders sagged as though the weight of my disappointment was physically crushing him."I didn't want it to happen this way. I thought Fernando was manipulating you" he said as if I hadn't heard him the first time."I already told you he wasn't" I replied, my voice stern."I don't believe that" he said.The certainty in his voice made something inside me snap."You don't have to believe it." I stepped toward him. "You don't get to decide what I think and you don't get to decide what I do."His jaw clenched."He k
Andrew's POVI jerked awake with a violent shudder, my head spinning in circles. For a split second, I thought I had died, and the world that greeted me looked like some twisted version of reality. Everything around me was a mess of twisted metal, cracked glass, and the smell of gasoline clinging
Ashley’s POVI wasn’t just angry — I was livid. My eyes were locked on Andrew, and every word he said just seemed to make me angrier."You have no idea what the hell you're talking about!" I snapped, my voice slicing through the thick silence that had descended in the room.“Ashley—” The Chief beg
Fernando's POVEverything was black.There was no light. No sound. Just the overwhelming sensation of floating in an empty void. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak.I forced my eyelids open, but there was nothing to see. Just darkness. "What...?" My voice was a mere whisper in the vast emptiness,
Michael’s POVThe sharp sounds of gunfire coming from outside shattered the heavy silence of the mansion.I was in Fernando’s room, leaning against the window, lost in thought. The whole Damian incident had left a sour taste in my mouth. Every inch of my body ached from that scuffle, and my mind







