LOGINHer world collapsed when she received a divorce text on her wedding anniversary and then her husband went ahead to pretend he didn't know her. Miguel Valente, heir to one of Spain’s most ruthless conglomerates ended their secret marriage with a single text. The same night, she lost everything… including the child she thought he wanted. Two years later, Inés wakes in a foreign alleyway, broken and alone until a stranger saves her. Emilio Cortez, the charming Italian heir with a gentle touch, nurses her back to life. With him, she rebuilds her life into a woman the world would never again break. But fate isn’t done with her. At a glittering gala, her past and present collide when Miguel colder, darker, and untouchably powerful stands before her again. He claims he never betrayed her. Emilio vows he will protect her from him. And Inés? She’s caught between two men, one fire one that burned her alive, and one that promises to consume her whole. As lies unravel and hidden truths surface, love turns into war. But Inés is done been chosen, she will now do the choosing. And in the end, only one heart will survive the fire.
View MoreJeff entered the room, shutting the door behind him. “R-Venom is on the move, they must have caught her signal too. I've called the police, they are on the way, we will hand her over to them. We will be safe from the police. It's likely R-Venom will take her from police custody, they'll do whatever they wants from her. It's a clean solution, no problems from R-Venom or Police.”Miguel didn’t turn. “That sounds great, Jeff. Good job.”He bowed, turned on his feels and left the room, leaving Miguel drowning in his own thoughts.The moment the door clicked shut, Miguel went to his table. He took the file from his table, the old yearbook page, the proof of Inés’s true identity. For a long moment, he stared at it, the evidence of the most profound betrayal of his life. Then, with a sharp, final motion, he threw it all into the fireplace. The flames, hungry and eager, licked at the paper. He watched as it disappeared into the flames. He closed his eyes and made his decisi
The silence in the study was a tomb. Miguel stood at the window, eyes closed, his hands tucked in his pocket.He remembers the warehouse district. They thought they had her cornered, every exit was blocked. He had been so sure. He had walked in, all pride and triumph. He didn't see it coming, no one saw the bullet coming. The bullet had hit him with the force of a sledgehammer, twice. The third one sent him to the the concrete floor. He remembered the taste of rainwater when he collapsed, he saw her. He definitely saw her, she was in black from head to toe. Before he lost consciousness, he watched her go, packed her sniper and left.Esmeralda wasn't trapped, she made them lower their guard, to come close enough for her to have a clean shot. Immediately after that she had vanished, leaving him with a scar over his heart aAnd now her signal was back. After seven years, the signal was caught in the same city as he. Definitely she's alive, coming for him. She was here. So
For weeks, the peace felt too good to be true. Miguel hadn't gotten used to sleeping in peace, ever since Inés came back, he has known peace. He scrolled through the tablet in his heart. He had ordered customized wedding rings for him and Inés. It will be a surprise, he will propose to her again. They would get married and spend the rest of their lives together. “This will be good.” He squinted his eyes, sucking a breath. He shook his head and swiped to the next. The silence of his study was shattered by the buzz of his encrypted phone in the drawer. Only one man could call him on that phone. That phone hasn't rang for five years. The last time he contacted him was when he searched for Inés five years ago. Miguel’s head snapped up from the tablet. His chief of intelligence, Jeff, good old Jeff burst into the room. He didn't know when he arrived, Jeff would have sent a message before he appeared at his house. Whatever made him come abruptly, it's definitely
Emilio leaned on his car, staring at Sofia's house. He didn't know what got into him, he just needed to see her and Migo.When he parked the car in the opposite lane, he got out and gazed at her house from afar. He tilted his head, the lights was on, they are still awake. He wondered what they are doing. “Mr Cortez?”, a voice said behind him. He yelled. “Oh my! Miss Sofia, what are you doing here?”, “I came...to get something from this store.” She pointed at the store she just got out from, behind them. A disposable nylon bag in her hand. He had parked in front of the convenience store.“And my house is over there.” she added, her eyebrows snapped together. She pointed at her house across the street.“What are YOU doing here”, she raised a brow.“I–uh,” He trailed off. She narrowed her eyes at him. “I came to see you”, finally found his voice. “To ask about your.... health. You said you were not feeling well the other time.”Her brows shot up.
The silence in Emilio’s mind was no longer peaceful; it was too loud.He had just came back from Sofia's house. He couldn't bear to go home, the ghost of his wife’s laughter echoed in the halls, the memory of his son’s small hand in his own a physical ache. He had tried to move on, to build s
Emilio glanced into the car rearview mirror. A suspicious car had been following them since they left the city. He smirked, he didn't need to rack his brain for who it was, as long as Inés was sitted beside him. She had fallen asleep, she was just chattering about how the ocean would look minutes
“You must have been so lonely,” Inés reached for Sofia's hand, holding it in support. “I told you not to go.” Her tone went sharp. The two women sat at the corner of the cafe, reminiscing on old times. Sofia chuckled. “I'm glad I made it. It's all over now. What of you? What's going on
The car sped through the roads, splashing rainwater in its wake. “What is this madness Mr Valente? Slow down will you?” She yelled. The car turned sharply, Inés gasped holding the sets belt tightly. “Mr Valente?”, he scoffed. ”If you won't listen willingly, you're going to listen by force.” His






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