Mag-log inShe instantly shot her gaze down, her pulse leaping.
“Today is Sera’s quiz competition,” Hannah excitedly told her mother. Ara gave Sera a look of approval.
“That’s really nice. I am sure you’ll do amazing,” Ara reassured her with a smile. Ginger rolled her eyes.
“Who is attending? Franklin?” Ara asked nonchalantly. Sera’s smile wavered at the question.
“Umm….Dad has some work so he won’t be able to make it,” Sera replied, struggling to ignore someone’s intrusive stare.
Realization dawned on Ara.
“I’ll see what I can do,” Ara told her, feeling a pang of pity for the girl.
“No, it’s okay. He said he had an important meeting today. I don’t want him to cancel his meeting for me. What if I lose the competition? That would be so embarrassing,” she replied, covering her nervousness with a fake smile.
“I am sure he wouldn’t care. We parents only want our kids to grow through both success and failures,” Ara told her. After saying that, she excused herself to attend a call from Killian.
“If you somehow manage to win, will you treat us?” asked Ginger, a sly glint in her eyes. Sera nodded, unaware of her true intentions.
Gigi mocked, “How about Harvest Moon?”
Sera was dumbfounded. Harvest Moon was one of the most expensive hotels in their state.
“And why would she take you? You haven’t done anything to help her in the competition,” Hannah countered, her eyes narrowed at her older sister.
“Well…. Sharing happiness makes it grow,” Ginger argued with a shrug.
“I..I wish could take you there. But I don’t have enough money,” Sera explained innocently. A hopeful smile trembled on her lips as she continued, “but I can take you to Midnight Diner. Their food is delicious and affordable too.”
“I would rather starve myself than set foot in your cheap restaurant,” Ginger snubbed, her voice laced with loud disdain. Sera’s face fell while Nate observed her quietly.
“You’re already starving yourself,” Hannah pointed out in a murmur. Ginger, comfortably perched at her high horse, missed the taunt.
Ara returned.
Hannah pinched the bracelet around Sera’s wrist and showed it to her mother.
“Mamma, Isn’t it beautiful? Will you also give me one like this?” Hannah asked. It was a bracelet made of colorful beads.
“It’s indeed beautiful. Where did you get it from?” Ara asked, noting the vibrant colors. Hannah giggled.
“She got it from her childhood best friend…..” Hannah gave Sera a mischievous grin and continued, ”A very, very special friend.” Sera instantly turned red, unable to hide her blush. Ara smiled but didn’t dig further.
“He gifted her this before moving to another city with his family,” Hannah added further.
The unmistakable clicks of heels echoed in the air just then, everyone turned to see Gloria approaching, except for one person. Standing at 5’9”, Clad in crop top and mini-skirt, Gloria was nothing short of a Goddess just like Ginger.
“Good Morning, Mrs. Serrano,” Gloria chirped, taking off her shades and revealing her stunning amber eyes.
“Good Morning, Gloria. Come, have breakfast with us,” Ara invited Gloria with just as much warmth as she had invited Sera.
“Thank you, Mrs. Serrano. You’re too kind but I’ve already had my breakfast,” she answered, her tone polite and composed. Gloria’s eyes swept over everyone, resting briefly on Sera. Sera lowered her gaze. With the huge distance between them, no one could tell they were cousins. Gloria had always viewed her with disdain.
“Hi, Nate,” Gloria greeted, checking him out. Her eyes now sparkling with admiration and interest.
“Hi,” Nate responded, his tone tinged with irritation. Sera stiffened.
“I am done,” Ginger chirped before rising to her feet. She left with Gloria. Whereas Ara went inside the kitchen, Hannah raced upstairs to retrieve her school bag, leaving Nate and Sera alone in the hall. Consciously avoiding eye contact with him, Sera quickly leaped to her feet. Her instincts were hinting at the looming danger.
Quickly, slinging the bag over her shoulder, she fast-marched towards the door.
“Stop,” his command cut through the air, causing her stomach to churn with cold dread.
She froze, unable to do anything but obey. Her heartbeat skyrocketed with every footstep he took to close the distance between them. She inhaled the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with his musky odor first before he came into view. Her trembling eyes locked onto his black shirt which clung to him, accentuating that taut muscle beneath. The first two buttons were open, revealing the silver cross resting against his chest.
Her soul almost left her body as he pushed closer, his towering built loomed over her small frame like a death angel. She moved to retreat but Nathan caught her wrist, forcing her to stand close. His fingers squeezed her wrist, eliciting a whimper from her dry throat.
“Who gave you this?” he demanded, painfully gripping the bracelet.
“A..a friend,” she mewled, her gaze stayed on his chest.
“Girl or a boy?” Nathan pressed, the underlying threat in his voice unmistakable. Sera swallowed hard, caught between the instinct to lie and the fear of the consequences.
“A..a boy,” she answered, her voice trembling with fear. Her brimming eyes shot up to his as she felt a tug on her bracelet.
“Please, it’s..it’s my lucky charm,” she pleaded, her voice breaking with desperation. His jaw wounded tight but, surprisingly enough, he released. Sera felt her chest tightening at his unexpected act. Casting a lethal glance at her bracelet, he stormed off.
With her arms spread outward, she spun. Nate held his breath, utterly captivated by the elegance and fluidity of her dance. Draped in a flowing white dress, she looked like a swan descended straight from heaven. The multiple layers of her dress rising and falling around her. His eyes followed her movements, adoringly, reverently.She curtsied at last and exhaled a loud, deep breath. A smile curved her mouth as she lifted her head to look at him. Nate smiled, rising to his feet. She watched him, chest rising and falling softly, anticipation flickering in her eyes. He closed the distance and stood before her. "How did I do?" she asked, curious. It had been so long since she had danced.....since she had set aside the passions she once loved after becoming a mother. "Very few can dance like you," he told her, smiling. Sera lit up, visibly happy after getting the compliment. "It felt nice," Sera shared. She felt light. Her days were spent around her babies and Nate, she barely got time
An overwhelming sense of affection took over her heart as she gazed down at her babies. It had felt like walking through fire, bringing them into the world, but after having them in her arms, she knew she would willingly endure worse trials than that for her babies. The camera flash broke her away from her trance. Her head snapped up to find Hannah clicking their pictures. She smiled as the family approached her along with Nate. "How are you feeling, Sera?" Ara asked his daughter-in-law. "Better," Sera replied with a smile. Even though the pain still lingered and every movement aggravated it, she felt much better than before. "Aww… they’re so adorable," Hannah cooed, her voice soft with wonder as she leaned closer to the newborns, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her nephews. At the sound of her voice, the babies shifted ever so slightly, their tiny features scrunching before their curious gazes seemed to settle on her, as though trying to make sense of the new presence. Unabl
Sweat trickled down her temple as she pushed with every ounce of strength she possessed. From her back to her belly, everything hurt. She could feel her hipbones splitting; even drawing breath required conscious effort. "Take a deep breath," Nate reminded her earnestly. Heat clung to her damp palm, slick with sweat. Sera turned a sharp glare at him. Nate stilled. "If you tell me to bretah one more time, I swear...aaahhh," she screamed, the pain was overwhelming. "Why does it hurt so much?" she groaned. Nate gulped. He was certain that if he told her to breathe again, she would kill him first. "Stop making faces, will you?" she snapped at him, irritated. Nate blinked at him, unsure. He had his usual expression on. He didn't know what she was talking about. But he knew better than to ask her, so he softened his expression.She pushed, her nails biting crescent into his flesh. But he remained calm even as his heart raced as if in a marathon. It felt like eternity had passed when they
Nate bowed his head, folding his hands in quiet prayer. A single plea lingered on his lips, the safety of the woman he loved and the children she carried. Sera was in the hospital, in labor. While his family stayed by her side, he had stepped away to the church, seeking blessings for them. It hurt him to see her like that. The way she writhed and cried out, each sound of her anguish cutting deeper. He couldn’t bear to watch her suffer.After finishing his prayer, he returned to the hospital. As he neared her room, her cries of agony reached him, each one tightening something in his chest. It was one of those rare moments when he felt utterly helpless. He entered the room and found her still in bed. His mother and sisters were sitting around her, watching her in concern as she bore with the pain alone. Sera's eyes flew to him, and a flicker of relief crossed her features. She didn't have to say it. He walked towards her and sat down on the bed near her. He took her hand in his, all th
His ascent to power wasn't a smooth ride; it was a roller coaster, packed with several twists and turns. He wasn't offered the throne; he had earned it through sheer hardwork and obsession. And to keep it to himself, he had to drench his hands in a river of blood. It was a journey forged in violence. Violence he reveled in. But lying beside her, only thing he was truly grateful for was her. It was absurd how he wouldn't hesitate to give up his empire. An empire he had built brick by brick, for her. Her one tear was more powerful than a colossal wave of the ocean.......Sera watched him pace the hall as he spoke on the phone. Anxiety twisted inside her, but the concern in his voice for her grandmother brought a strange sense of reassurance. She knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. Sera had no idea when she had started trusting him this much, when his words had begun to matter so deeply to her, but they did. The way he cared for her family had touched her more than she coudl
Sera stole a glance at him. His features were still hard, as though carved from stone. His taut posture made his displeasure evident. "Where are we going?" she questioned, her tone quieter now. Nate gave no response. She asked again, but he remained stubbornly silent. Realising he wasn't going to answer, she turned her gaze from him to the window. Her heart had begun to grow heavy now.The car slowed to a halt outside their own mansion. Sera frowned. She thought he was taking her somewhere different. Nate opened the door and stepped out. After walking around the car, he opened her door and helped her out. Despite the anger still etched on his face, his touch remained gentle. Hand in hand, he escorted her inside their mansion. Sera had no idea what was on his mind. "Sit down," Nate said, his voice softer now. Sera sat down on the couch while Nate took out his phone and dialed someone. He pressed the phone against his ear and said, "Come to the mansion." The order was direct and curt
"What are you doing?" she murmured, totally stunned. Nate swallowed dry. Walking over embers felt easier than this. He was sweating bullets in the chilly night. "I know for a long time, I've loved you the wrong way. I broke more than I fixed. I made you cry when I should have made you smile the m
"Are you going to ggg..get married?" Dyson asked her. His speech had improved a lot, but he still sometimes stammered. The doctor had assured her that it would go away with practice. "Yes," Sera replied softly. Dyson fell quiet for a moment, lost in thought, before asking, "What will happen to m
Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she whispered, "The house will feel so lonely without all of you." Time had slipped by too quickly with everyone around. Now, with their departure so close, the house was bound to fall silent once more. The Serranos were leaving for Spain tomorrow."You shoul
"What?" Nate questioned, sure he had misheard. Sera didn’t look away as she repeated softly, "I’ll marry you." The words had felt heavy on her tongue. Her heart pounding wild against her ribs. It wasn't a confession. It was a commitment. Lifelong commitment. "But..""Have you changed your mind now







