LOGINThe morning in Serrano Holdings promised a fruitful day ahead. A knock came on the door, Anna poked her head in.
“Ma'am it's time for the meeting. I have reserved a room at the Juan House.”Inés glanced at Anna, she typed the last sentence on her keyboard, with final click. She got to her feet, checking the time on her Rolex wristwatch before walking out of the office.The private dining room was too quiet. The only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint music in the background Inés perfectly straight, her hands folded on the polished table. She stared at the empty chair opposite her, the one meant for the CEO of JK Holdings. This is a lucrative deal, she would expand her business further south with the help of JK Holdings.Her assistant, Anna, shifted in her seat. "They're five minutes late. Should I..""They will be here," Inés cut her off, her voice cool. She checked her diamond-studded watch. Punctuality was a sign of respect. WhThe morning in Serrano Holdings promised a fruitful day ahead. A knock came on the door, Anna poked her head in. “Ma'am it's time for the meeting. I have reserved a room at the Juan House.”Inés glanced at Anna, she typed the last sentence on her keyboard, with final click. She got to her feet, checking the time on her Rolex wristwatch before walking out of the office. The private dining room was too quiet. The only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint music in the background Inés perfectly straight, her hands folded on the polished table. She stared at the empty chair opposite her, the one meant for the CEO of JK Holdings. This is a lucrative deal, she would expand her business further south with the help of JK Holdings. Her assistant, Anna, shifted in her seat. "They're five minutes late. Should I..""They will be here," Inés cut her off, her voice cool. She checked her diamond-studded watch. Punctuality was a sign of respect. Wh
Sofia sat at her desk, her heart hammering against her ribs. Inés. Her Inés. Her best friend from college, the one who had shared dreams and laughter with her in their tiny dorm room. She stared at the image on her computer. It's really Inés, she thought the name might be a coincidence. When she saw the latest billionaire in town, she assumed it's just a slight resemblance but digging further. Inés really did graduated from their school. She recalled their last conversation back in the days.Sofia packed her bags excitedly, she folded a shirt neatly and placed it in the bag before zipping it. Two other traveling bags lay on the floor, full to the brim.“What if it's a scam, Sofia? I'm scared. You know its so common these days. Those–Those scammers, they take every form now.” Her eyes were glossy, she bit her fingernails.Sofia laughed, “Come on! I told you to stop watching those thrillers. Now you think movies can happen in real life.” Inés lunged forward
The silence in Miguel’s penthouse was like a physical weight. He sat in his designated office within the penthouse, hoping to distract himself with mergers and stocks. But it didn't work. It made his thoughts louder than they should be. Thousands of possibilities ran through his mind. His elbows were on the table, sleeves rolled up. He raked his hand through his hair, tapping the floor with his feet. He groaned and got up to his feet.He paced the length of the vast study. He slammed his hands on the table, venting his frustration on the innocent table. Breathing heavily as he stared into the empty office. The image stuck in his mind, Inés entering Emilio's car, her eyes full of a hatred that felt like a physical blow. And then Emilio took her away.Murderer.The word echoed in his mind. She believes he killed their baby, The thought was so terrible it made her chest clench. With one angry swipe, he cleared the things on his table. He yelled into the empty room, slamming his hands 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 gaze was focused ahead but the raw menace in his tone scared Inés. Inés glared at him, still holding the seat belt. “Stop the car.”He didn't answer. “I said stop the car.” she seethed between clenched teeth. “You won't listen to me and you expect me to listen to you?”, he smirked. The next second Inés grabbed the wheel.“What are you doing?!” he yelled. She turned the wheel sharply, a car coming ahead flashed its headlights repeatedly, to avoid an accident, Miguel turned the wheel at the last moment. The car swerved violently. “Inés get off!”“I said stop the car!”The world shrank to the roaring engine as if the car protested against the two people contesting for its control. Inés fou
He closed his eyes and exhaled heavily. Tightening his jaw, he turned back to her and grabbed her wrist again. Miguel’s grip tightened on Inés’s wrist. His voice trembled, half fury, half longing.“Inés, listen to me..”“No!” she snapped, yanking her hand away. Her eyes glistened. “Why the hell should I listen to you? Do I know you?”Miguel’s jaw clenched. He stepped closer. “Inés please, just listen to me.”Her laugh came out bitter and shaky. “Save your explanation Mr Valente”, she gasped, looking around. “What if your Dad sees us together? Oh no, what do we do?”He reached out again, desperately, “Inés please listen.”Inés struggled against his grip. “Get your hands off me.” Just then, another voice cut through the tension calm and deep, almost lazy.“I believe the lady said no.”Emilio.He stepped out from the shadows of the archway, slightly undone, his expression hardened. His eyes, however, were sharp as knives. His eyes flicked from Miguel’s grip on Inés’s hand, and in
The chandeliers glittered like stars trapped in glass. Luxurious cutlery spread across the tables, wine glasses, the hems of dresses that swept across marble floors. The hum of laughter and the clink of champagne glasses filled the grand ballroom of Hotel de la Mer, the most exclusive venue on the coast.Tonight wasn’t just another rich-people gathering, it was a spectacle. Because after five years of silence, the world had come to witness the first public appearance of Inés Serrano, the enigmatic self made billionaire who had built an empire out of thin air.Cameras flashed, people gathered to say a thing or two. They all wanted to talk to the latest billionaire in town. She moved like royalty, poised and graceful, wearing a flowing silver gown. Her dark hair cascaded down her bare back, and her diamond earrings caught the light every time she turned. She greeted everyone politely, elegance laced in her movements. People whispered as she passed.“That’s her? The Serrano heiress?”“







