Mag-log inPedro’s POVI stood outside the massive metal door, heart pounding with barely contained rage. I touched the earpiece in my ear and spoke quietly."Eric," I said quietly. "Everything in position?""Yes, Boss," Eric's voice crackled through the earpiece. "The warehouse is surrounded, but be careful. No one is going in there with you.”“It’s alright, Eric. Just wait for my signal,” I replied.Without another word, I kicked the door open with brutal force. It slammed against the wall with a deafening bang.There she was.My sweet Michelle She was tied to a chair like a common criminal, her face stained with tears.Rage exploded inside me.I raised my gun and aimed it straight at Rico's head.I barely noticed the armed men emerging from every corner of the warehouse, surrounding me with their weapons drawn. None of them mattered.All I could see was Michelle. The fear in her eyes…The bruises on her wrists…The gun pressed against her head.He was going to pay for this. Dearly.______Aft
Michelle’s POVMy eyes felt heavy, like they were glued shut. I struggled to open them, my head throbbing with a dull, painful ache. The moment consciousness returned, everything came rushing back in flashes.The violent crash. The car spinning out of control. Eric stepped out to check what happened. Then gunshots — loud, terrifying, echoing everywhere. Bang! Bang! Bang!The deafening sound echoed through the air. I had frozen in fear, too terrified to even breathe. Then... silence.A chilling, unnatural silence.I remembered trembling in the back seat, praying someone would save us. Suddenly, the rear door was yanked open, and two masked men grabbed me."Oh my God! Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, my head still spinning from the crash.I fought with everything I had, kicking wildly and shoving at them. My hand found the opposite door, and I pushed it open with all my strength before scrambling out.For one brief second, I thought I was free.Then another man appeared from
Pedro’s POVWatching Michelle walk away felt like a knife twisting in my chest. Every step she took farther from the house made my resolve crack. I almost lost my mind right there. My legs moved on their own — I was ready to run after her, pull her into my arms, and tell her everything. Tell her how much I truly loved her.But then the office door suddenly opened and Eric stepped in.“Boss—” he started.“Get her back,” I growled, my voice thick with desperation. “I love her. I can’t let her go, not like this.” I try to hurry to the door.Eric’s face remained calm but firm as he stopped me standing in front of the doorway. “Boss, you have to let her go for now. For her own safety. If Rico really knows about her, then she’s not safe here. You know that.”“Don’t you fucking stop me!” I shouted, lunging forward. I grabbed his shirt at the collar and slammed him hard against the wall near the door, breathing heavily through clenched teeth. My face was inches from his.Eric didn’t fight b
“I love you, Uncle Pedro,” I cried desperately, my voice trembling. “I love you so much… please, please don’t do this to me.”“Michelle, try to understand,” he said, his tone strained. He stepped closer and grabbed both of my arms, holding them firmly. “I must protect you. That’s what I’m doing.”“Protect me from what?” I demanded, my eyes wide with confusion and pain. “What are you protecting me from? Tell me!”“You won’t understand.” He turned away sharply, his back now facing me as he stared out the large glass window. The morning light cast long shadows across the room. “Please… don’t make this any harder than it already is.”I couldn’t stand the distance. I rushed forward and wrapped my arms tightly around him from behind, pressing my cheek against his strong back as bitter sobs tore from my throat. “Please, Uncle Pedro, don’t do this,” I begged. “Whatever I’ve done wrong, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. Don’t send me away. I want to be with you. It’s you I want… I love you.”He
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. Uncle Pedro was already gone, as usual. A soft smile touched my lips—I was starting to get used to it. Instead of disappointment, warmth bloomed in my chest as memories of last night flooded me.He had made love to me so slowly, so passionately, like I was something precious he wanted to savor. I could still feel the weight of his body over mine, the way his muscles trembled as he held back, burying himself deep inside me with every unhurried thrust. The way he kept whispering my name—“Michelle… Michelle…”—like a sacred prayer against my lips. His low groans and heavy breaths had mingled with mine, our foreheads pressed together, eyes locked in the dim light. Every movement had been filled with emotion. I had never felt so connected to anyone in my life.My God, I’m so happy, I thought, hugging myself tightly. So incredibly blessed to have him.I reached for the pillow he had slept on and pulled it close, burying my face in it. It still
Michelle POV“You are everything I want in a man,” I whispered, still moving slowly on top of him. “I love the confidence your presence brings. When I’m with you, I feel like there’s nothing in this world that can harm me. I feel safe… like you would protect me no matter what.”“Ahhh…” I gasped as a fresh wave of pleasure hit me. He grabbed my ass with his free hand and squeezed firmly, making me moan louder as I rolled my hips.I grabbed his chin gently but firmly, forcing him to look straight into my eyes. “I fucking love everything about you. Your piercing eyes… your long nose… those sweet lips… your beautiful body… your thick, beautiful cock.” I kept grinding my wet pussy along his hard length, both of us breathing heavily. “Fuck… you turn me on so much.”He bit his lower lip, licking it frequently, his eyes dark with raw desire. “Oh Michelle… what are you doing to me?” he whispered, voice strained.“Uncle Pedro… ahhh!” I cried out. “I should be the one asking. Fuck… what are you
Pedro’s POVWhat the fuck.I paced the spacious, well-furnished guest room like a caged animal, hands shoved deep in my pockets. Michelle. Little Michelle—who wasn’t little anymore. The way she’d thrown her arms around me earlier… her body pressed so tightly against mine, soft curves where there us
Michelle POV."He'll be here any minute!" my dad shouted from downstairs, his voice brimming with excitement. He was thrilled that Uncle Pedro was coming to spend some days this summer with us. Meanwhile, I was in my room, getting ready to face the man I hated the most—or rather, the one I'd had a
I remembered the day Dante and I ran into each other in Miami three months ago. He wouldn’t stop begging me to come visit him and the family, saying everyone was dying to see me again. The truth is, the moment I saw him, something in me lit up. I had missed him and his family more than I wanted to
Pedro's POV.I stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window of my home office, phone pressed tightly to my ear, fury boiling in my veins.“Mr. Pascal. What the hell do you mean my shipment hasn't arrived yet?"There was a sudden knock on the door."Come in!" I barked, not taking my eyes off the city







