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121: Lady Lana’s daring recount [II]

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Lady Lana

That night seems just like yesterday in my memory. It hurts me so much to relive it, but for the peace of the young Don, my side must be heard.

“Hattos is my cousin, and you never bothered to tell me?” This kid… He’s so composed most of the time, but at other times, he’s so immature.

“I’ll explain everything after I finish the story, Angelo. I promise.” How can I tell him that I don’t want it to seem like Hattos would compete with him for the properties? That’s why I kept my son’s origin a secret. Many in the mansion don’t even know I’m his mother.

“I handed Aldo Hernandez to Lady Prima, while your uncle, Julio, handed a wounded Hattos to me. He was in no shape to travel when I got him. It was as if the slightest movement could cause him to break. Hattos was bleeding from everywhere.” I know Carla’s mother was the one who took my younger brother. What is all this information supposed to do to me now?

“Clark Davidson offered to call his men to help, but Don Angelo s
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  • His To Claim!!!   124: The accused may actually be a hero

    Angelo ”Ahem!!!”Hattos clears his throat forcefully, alerting Mr Caprio that we are still here. Well, that worked, as the old man finally replaces that dreamy look with a more serious expression. He’s still thinking about the past, I can tell. However, we have his attention now. That’s the most important thing. “Angelo, I never spoke up because this is sensitive information for your family. Besides, no one ever asked for my opinion.” Mr Caprio begins, and I am just teleported back to how Aunt Lana began her story earlier. “That night, I received a distress call from your father. Mind you, that old man never asked me for any favors. So when the call came, I rushed there at top speed.” A sigh escaped his lips as he added, “Well, we can all see how far apart our villas are. Leaving promptly did not guarantee that I would arrive as quickly. By the time I got there with my team, the mercenaries were just retreating. Well, according to Lana, they even retreated quickly because we were

  • His To Claim!!!   123: The good old days

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  • His To Claim!!!   122: He is a Hernandez like me

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  • His To Claim!!!   121: Lady Lana’s daring recount [II]

    Lady Lana That night seems just like yesterday in my memory. It hurts me so much to relive it, but for the peace of the young Don, my side must be heard. “Hattos is my cousin, and you never bothered to tell me?” This kid… He’s so composed most of the time, but at other times, he’s so immature. “I’ll explain everything after I finish the story, Angelo. I promise.” How can I tell him that I don’t want it to seem like Hattos would compete with him for the properties? That’s why I kept my son’s origin a secret. Many in the mansion don’t even know I’m his mother. “I handed Aldo Hernandez to Lady Prima, while your uncle, Julio, handed a wounded Hattos to me. He was in no shape to travel when I got him. It was as if the slightest movement could cause him to break. Hattos was bleeding from everywhere.” I know Carla’s mother was the one who took my younger brother. What is all this information supposed to do to me now? “Clark Davidson offered to call his men to help, but Don Angelo s

  • His To Claim!!!   120: Lady Lana's daring recount

    AngeloI spend the night monitoring All Eyes. Now I have somewhere to look. I also picked up a few traces of Carla in Sky City, but those are nothing concrete. It’s better than nothing, though.I quickly text Lone Wolf, the captain of the Alpha Team. He would know how to zero in on the search for a positive outcome. I should be out there, but I cannot jump up and start searching like a headless chicken.I tried to keep this news under wraps, but others would have caught wind of it all the same. They just don’t know who my wife is, and that would be the only thing keeping them in check. I won’t allow any opportunists to think they can attack the Hernandez clan at a time like this. “Angelo, he’s still at the gate. The security won’t let him in.” What’s Hattos talking about? Could it be that menace? “It’s Mateo. Mateo Garcia. He spent the night there because the estate security wouldn’t let him in.” What does that have to do with me?“Okay. Ignore him. I have no plans of seeing him.” Why

  • His To Claim!!!   119: I'm toast

    Lucinda This Dexter guy is so dense. He is the reason I’m like this. If only he had spoken up earlier, I wouldn’t have been so fixated on Angelo. I don’t understand why my heart beats differently for Dexter. I’m not sure when it started, but all I know is that I want him-body and soul. Do I love Dexter? Why did it only take that maid to make me realize it tonight? “It’s normal that you feel this way because you’re still a virgin. Lucy, your heart does not beat for me, so I have no right to claim your body. I don’t just want your body; I want your heart, too. Please, I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.” Does he mean to say he does not understand what I just said? “What the fuck do you take me for? A whore?” Does Dexter think I’ll sit down and open my legs for any man because he touched me? Would I even allow another man to get this close? “No, Don. I don’t mean it like that.” Don? I’m done here. It’s so humiliating.“You know what? Forget anything happened tonight. I don’t wish to s

  • His To Claim!!!   118: What it means to be dense

    DexterI have watched her grow into an enchanting beauty, yet she only sees Angelo Hernandez. I want Lucinda Caprio, and right now, I’ll take my chance. If I fail to make her my woman tonight, I’ll give up on all these chaotic emotions in my heart. I’ll accept that I’ll only ever be a friend in her eyes. “Mmmmm!” I always wanted to taste her. Now I can tell she tastes so sweet. Fuck! I want my boss. I want her right here, right now.“You’re already so wet. Is it for Angelo?” Why does her heart not beat for me? I know I shouldn’t have said that, but I love Lucinda so much; it’s killing me. I am losing my senses here.“Let’s talk when you’re sober, Dexter.” What! She still thinks this is the action of a drunk? Lucinda Caprio, don’t blame me for what I’m about to do next. I can only make this one move. If you still don’t want me after this…“D… Dexter, let me go.” I pull her back into my arms and lock her hands above her head. Seeing her struggle in my arms only makes me feel heartache.

  • His To Claim!!!   117: Let's talk when you're sober

    Lucinda Love. It turns the strongest of men into weaklings. The man who just left my house is not the Angelo Hernandez I know. Don Angelo Hernandez is a decisive and ruthless mafia Don who is feared by all other Dons, young and old. This man is nothing short of a love-struck husband who is even willing to give his life for his wife. Damn! Where would I ever find such love? I just lost my appetite. “Where’s that brooding Dexter hiding?” As soon as I step away from the dining area, the maids swoop in to clear the area. There are various dishes for them to choose from, after all. Why won’t they rush to pack up? I search the garden, Dexter’s favorite place in the house, yet he’s not there. That guy shouldn’t be drunk and sleeping on the floor somewhere. Even I have a better alcohol tolerance level than him. Tsk!“Where could Dexter be?” I look around and spot one of the maids locking up. “Have you seen Dexter anywhere?” She bows her head, not daring to look me in the eyes. Being a Do

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