LOGINTheresa felt a shiver run down her spine. There was fear, yes — fear of what this could mean for all of them. But there was also something more primal, darker. Seeing Hector like this — cold, calculating, willing to threaten someone without blinking — awakened in her an excitement she couldn’t explain even to herself.“You… threatened him?” she asked, her voice a little lower, almost hoarse.Hector stopped in front of her. His dark eyes traveled down her body, noticing the short cotton shorts and the thin blouse with no bra underneath. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.“I told him that if Marcus comes near the Michaels family again, I will finish what Johan started. No blood. No screaming. Just a cold threat. But he understood perfectly.”Theresa bit her lower lip. Her body reacted instantly. A wet heat settled between her legs. That dangerous, protective, and ruthless side of Hector always left her soaking wet in an almost shameful way.“You went alone…” she murmured, taking a
Salvior discovered the first solid lead shortly after eleven in the morning. Hector’s phone vibrated on the glass table in the private office of the nightclub “Inferno,” which was still closed at that hour. He answered on the second ring, his voice deep and controlled.“Hello, Salvior.”On the other end of the line, the voice of his business partner and closest friend sounded urgent, yet satisfied.“I found something concrete, boss. Marcus was seen on Tuesday night, three days before the attack on Ryan. He met with Diego — that ex-bouncer who used to work here at the club until last year. One of my contacts at the port filmed the two of them inside a black car. Marcus handed over a thick envelope. I don’t need to tell you what was inside.”Hector remained silent for a few seconds, his fingers tightening around the phone hard enough to turn his knuckles white. His dark eyes hardened like steel.“Are you one hundred percent sure it was Marcus?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous.“Abs
Chapter 42Her dirty words pushed him over the edge. He shifted his angle slightly, hitting that deep spot inside her that always made her see stars. Theresa came with a sharp cry, her body convulsing violently against him. Her inner walls clenched around his cock in strong, rhythmic spasms, milking him.Hector couldn’t hold back. With a guttural roar, he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, hot, abundant jets completely filling her. He continued thrusting slowly through his orgasm, prolonging their pleasure until their bodies trembled with exhaustion.For long minutes, they stayed there — pressed against the wall, panting, sweaty, still joined. Hector rested his forehead against hers, breathing heavily.“I love you,” he whispered, his voice rough and sincere. “More than anything in this world, Theresa. We’re going to get through this. Together.”Theresa caressed his face with trembling fingers, her eyes watery again, but now with a mixture of relief and love.“I love you too. So
Chapter 41Hector arrived home shortly after ten at night. The weight of the day seemed to have settled on his broad shoulders, making his normally imposing posture slightly hunched. The black dress shirt he wore had the first two buttons undone, and his tie hung loosely in his right hand. His dark eyes carried a mixture of fatigue and contained fury as he walked through the front door.Theresa was waiting for him in the living room, sitting on the edge of the sofa with her legs crossed. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying so much. As soon as she saw him, she stood up quickly, her heart racing.“Hector…” she murmured, her voice hoarse.He didn’t say anything right away. He simply closed the door behind him with a soft click, dropped the tie on the center table, and walked straight toward her. Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms, wrapping her tightly against his chest. His familiar scent — a mix of woody cologne, sweat, and whiskey — enveloped Theresa like a warm blan
About an hour later, she heard the garage gate open. Such intense relief flooded her that she almost cried. Moments later, Hector walked into the kitchen. He looked tired, his shoulders a little hunched, but his eyes were alert, scanning the room immediately."Everything all right?" he asked, his gaze instantly detecting her anguish."Mr. Almeida called. The police were at the hospital. They want to speak with you. Formally."Hector's face went still, a mask of granite. He didn't seem surprised, just... resigned."So that's how it's going to be," he murmured. He picked up his cell phone and went straight to his office, closing the door behind him. Theresa heard the low murmur of his voice but couldn't make out the words.When he came out half an hour later, his plan was in motion."I'm meeting with Almeida tomorrow morning. Then, I'll go to the station voluntarily. It's the best approach. To seem cooperative.""But what if they... what if they arrest you?""They won't. They have no ev
Chapter 39Hector's voice echoed in the silent kitchen, a firm and unquestionable command. He placed his own cell phone on the marble table with a sharp click."Do not open the door for anyone. Not even people you know. The security system is activated."He paused, his dark eyes fixed on hers, ensuring every word was absorbed."If anything, and I mean anything, seems off to you, call me immediately. Don't think twice."Theresa nodded slowly, feeling the physical weight of that responsibility on her shoulders. The house was a modern fortress, bulletproof glass, sensors at every entrance, but at that moment, she felt as if she were on the front line, unarmed and exposed. The air conditioner whispered, but it was the only sound."Be careful," she asked, and her voice came out as little more than a stolen whisper, almost choked by the emotion insisting on rising.Hector, who had already turned to leave, stopped. For a brief and fragile moment, the mask of strategic coolness, that armor he
Chapter 38Theresa succumbed instantly. A low, raspy moan escaped her throat—a primitive sound she didn't recognize—as her hands rose to grip his shoulders, his arms, anything to anchor her in the whirlwind. Her mouth responded with equal fervor, not a kiss but a claiming, an affirmation, her finge
Chapter 37Hector drove with fierce concentration, his white knuckles gripping the steering wheel. The facade of tranquility they had maintained on the beach crumbled as soon as they got into the car. Now, only the raw tension of the reality that awaited them remained."You need to go straight home
Chapter 36Theresa was speechless. The image of Johan, furious and violent, filled her mind. She looked at Hector and saw the same understanding in his eyes. This wasn't a random robbery. This was a message."Who... who did this?" Theresa asked, her voice trembling."The police don't know. There we
Chapter 35He straightened slowly and helped her to her feet. Her legs were trembling. He grabbed a paper towel from the counter and wiped himself and her with a strange tenderness, a stark contrast to the fury of moments before.Theresa nodded, knowing it was a promise made against all odds. But a







