INICIAR SESIÓNGabriella's POVPain was the first thing that returned to me. It came back in slow, heavy waves, throbbing behind my eyes, pulsating in my chest, and burning through my right ankle.My eyelids felt like lead. I forced them open, but it made almost no difference. Darkness enveloped me, absolute and thick. The sharp, bitter smell of gasoline and burnt rubber was gone, replaced by the damp, stagnant odor of concrete, rust, and mold.I tried to reach up to touch my head, but my arms would not move.I jerked my wrists, and the sharp metal of cold handcuffs bit deep into my skin. My arms were pulled back behind my torso, secured tightly to the iron frame of a heavy chair. I tried to shift my legs, but thick, coarse ropes bound my ankles to the wooden chair legs, pulling the fabric of my pants tight against my swollen, injured right joint. Pain shot straight up my spine, forcing a sharp gasp from my throat.Memory slammed into me like the bumper of the truck that had run me off the road—the
Gabriella's POVThe road ahead was a long, dark stretch of asphalt. The yellow beams of my headlights cut through the deep blackness of the night, illuminating the gravel on the shoulder and the dark trees lining the edge of the route. The speedometer needle sat steadily at seventy miles per hour. My hands were planted tightly on the steering wheel, my fingers gripped around the worn leather cover.Pain throbbed continuously in my right ankle. Every time the car hit a small bump in the pavement, a sharp, burning sensation shot straight up my leg, making my breath hitch. My right foot was stiff and swollen inside my shoe, resting heavily against the gas pedal. I ignored the throbbing. I ignored the exhaustion that pulled at my eyes and the tightness in my stomach. The single goal of finding my mother burned hotter than any physical pain.I reached over with my right hand, picked up my phone from the passenger seat, and unlocked the screen. The bright blue light flickered across my face
Gabriella's POVIt had been three days.I sat at the wooden desk in the corner of my bedroom, surrounded by stacks of white paper. Pages were scattered across the floor, draped over the edge of the bed, and piled high around my laptop. The continuous hum of the small desktop printer vibrated through the room as it spit out another set of property records, public deeds, and financial disclosures.My eyes burned from staring at the bright screen in the dim lighting. My stomach was a tight, painful knot of empty air, but I ignored it. I had not eaten a bite of food in seventy-two hours. I had not left this room. My entire world had shrunk down to these four walls, the ink on these pages, and the relentless search for my mother.The bedroom door clicked open.Raphael walked into the room carrying a porcelain plate loaded with hot food. Steam rose from the meal, filling the room with the smell of meat and vegetables. He stepped over a pile of printed documents on the rug and walked over to
GABRIELLA POV"Why?" My voice was shaking now, the anger bubbling up behind the shock. "Why would she do this? Why would she try to destroy her own family?"Levi walked closer to me. His eyes were full of a deep, aching pain. "She is not trying to destroy her family. She is trying to take back what was taken from her.""What was taken from her?""I do not know the full story," Levi said. "She never told me everything. But I know that something happened to her a long time ago. Something that broke her. Something that made her the way she is today.""And Mariano?" I asked, my heart racing. "What does he have to do with this?""Mariano is the obstacle," Levi said plainly. "He is the one who stands in her way. He is the one who has what she wants."I felt the tears start to prick at the back of my eyes. "I do not understand. I do not understand any of this."Levi reached out and took my hand. His fingers were freezing cold against my skin."I am sorry," he said again, his voice breaking.
Gabriella's POV The taxi pulled up to the curb on the east side of the city. I paid the driver, opened the car door, and stepped out onto the pavement. The air hit me instantly. It was cold, damp, and heavy with the smell of salt water and rotting wood from the harbor. I looked around. The area was completely abandoned. The old docks stretched out before me in long, silent lines. The warehouses were rusted and falling apart, their metal walls peeling away from the frames. The water in the harbor was dark, still, and black under the grey sky. There was no one around. There were no cars parked on the streets. There were no people walking by. There was only the sound of the wind blowing against the metal buildings and the distant lapping of water against the concrete piers. I started walking. I walked past building one. The windows were smashed out, and dark holes stared back at me. I walked past building two. The wooden loading dock was splintered and broken. I walked past buildi
I stood straight against the wall. I did not run. I did not yell for help. I stayed right where I was and looked at her.“Nok,” I said. My voice was steady.“You look different,” Nok said. She took a slow step closer to me. She kept her hands in the front pocket of her hoodie. “You are not crying. You are not trembling. The last time I saw you, you were terrified. What happened to you?”“I grew up,” I said. “And I stopped being afraid of you.”Nok laughed. It was a short, dry sound. “You should still be afraid. You stand here in this alley with no security, no Mariano, and no father to shield you. You are completely alone, Gabriella.”“I am not alone,” I said. “I came looking for you.”Nok stopped walking. Her smile faded a little bit, and her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. “You came looking for me? Why would you do something that stupid?”“Because I need to find Levi,” I said. “And you know where he is.”Nok stared at me. She did not answer right away. She tilted her head and loo
Gabriella's POVIn one swoop I was in his arms as he walked towards a different door. I helped him open it and there was an inner room with a more simple yet luxurious decor.He dropped me on the bed, towering over me as he threw his shirt to a corner of the room and then his hands moved to his bel
Gabriella's POV "Excuse me?" His voice snapped me out of my daze. "Huh?" I looked up at him. God he was more handsome up closer. His eyes were deep like whirlpools slowly dragging me in. "I believe you must be in the wrong place." He said, his voice was deep but the sound slid through m
Gabriella's POV"You have no idea how irritated I am by her presence. She's just sexy visually. A fucking prude." Davis, my fiancee, groaned.I stood by the door, visibly frozen in place. The little basket of hand made snacks felt heavy.Was he talking about me? It couldn't be."No way dude," Kevin
Gabriella's POV"—and then Darius came along to claim the proposal but I beat him to it and got the patent." Davis droned on"Nice." I said half-heartedly "Nice? I just told you how I worked hard during my travels and all I get is 'Nice'?" He turned to me annoyed that I was fawning over him like b







