LOGIN[The Third Move]Paola’s POV~~~“I never thought someone else could corner us faster than Gabriel ever could.”The first words I mutter to myself are when the office door clicks open behind us.I glance at Gabriel. His jaw is tight. His hand brushes against mine—almost unconsciously—but it’s enough to anchor me for a moment.We freeze.Because the figure stepping into the lobby isn’t part of any routine board check or assistant shuffle.It’s her.Catherine Alcantara—the niece I never liked and wh
[The Move They Didn’t Warn Us About]Paola’s POV“They’ve been waiting for us to make a mistake—and I almost did.”The words hit me before my coffee even cools.I sit at my temporary apartment table, staring at my laptop, fingers hovering over the keyboard like I’m about to commit a crime.An email popped in last night, no sender name, no signature—just a PDF attachment.The headline alone made my chest constrict: Confidential: Alcantara Trust Clause Execution Plan.I didn’t open it immediately. I paced the room instead, feeling
[The Edge of Everything]Paola’s POV“He doesn’t know how close I’ve been to leaving—and maybe that’s exactly why I stayed.”The thought hits me the moment I wake up.I lie still, staring at the ceiling of my temporary apartment.No one else here.No calls.No footsteps echoing through the hall.Just silence.And that silence—heavy, tangible—feels different than before.It’s not comforting.
[The Things I Didn’t Want to Remember]Paola’s POV“If my past is where he thinks I’ll break… then he doesn’t understand why I survived it.”The message stays in my head long after the screen goes dark.Check your past before you protect your future.It’s not just a threat.Its direction.And I hate that it works.Because now I’m thinking about things I buried on purpose.Not forgotten.Just… controlled.
[The Cost of Being Unafraid]Paola’s POV“The moment I stopped being afraid of losing him… I started becoming dangerous.”It doesn’t feel like freedom.It feels like clarity.The kind that strips everything down until there’s nothing left to hide behind.No excuses.No emotional safety nets.No illusions about what love is supposed to protect.I’m standing in front of the mirror when the thought settles fully.Not dramatic.
[The Version of Me He Created]Paola’s POV“I used to think control was his weapon. I didn’t realize he was teaching me how to use it.”The realization doesn’t feel like victory.It feels like something sharper.Something quieter.Because the more I understand what Gabriel did—what Adrian is doing—what this entire situation has turned into—The more I see it clearly.I didn’t just survive it.
"Ang code..." simula ni Paola. Ang kanyang boses ay tila galing sa malayo."Yes! Sabihin mo!" udyok ni Alejandro."8... 4... 2... 0..." ang mga numero ay lumalabas sa kanyang labi nang kusa."Ano ang huling digit?" sigaw ni Sebastian. "What is the name?!"Tumingin si Paola sa kanyang paligid. Nakit
[The Altar of Deception]Ang putok ng baril ay umalingawngaw sa malawak na courtyard ng Sanctuary, tila isang kulog na bumasag sa katahimikan ng gabi. Ang init ng dugo ay tumalsik sa pisngi ni Paola, ngunit sa halip na sakit, ang naramdaman niya ay ang bigat ng isang katawang bumagsak sa kanyang ha
Sa sandaling iyon, isang tawag ang pumasok sa telepono ni Kristoff. Inilagay niya ito sa speaker habang patuloy na lumalapit kay Paola."Kristoff," ang boses ni Don Alejandro ay umalingawngaw sa madilim na lagusan. "Huwag mong papatayin ang anak ko hangga't hindi mo nakukuha ang huling digit. At ta
"Hindi," sagot ni Kristoff. "Ang ama mo ay mas masahol pa sa akin. Niloloko niya ako, at niloloko rin kita. Ngunit ngayon, wala na ang mga laro. Ang pamilya Falcone at ang pamilya Valeriano ay magkakaisa na. At ang kasunduan ay selyado ng iyong kamatayan."Itinaas ni Kristoff ang kanyang baril at i







