LOGIN~Esperanza’s POV~ “I want to sign the agreement first,” Evangelina said. I nodded. We both signed her freedom agreement and then sat back. “Mom always envied how Valerie’s husband used to take care of her…” I sat straight as Evangelina finally started talking and prepared myself to hear the worst. But I was here for it. “But still she didn’t make a move until your mother took her in.” She took a pause and then continued. “Though she didn’t have to put in much effort, Dad was already all over her because she had the perfect body that he liked to touch,” She smiled. I never thought I would say this but… Bastard. “That means he married Esperenza’s mother only for money,” Elias said. “True,” She shrugged. “Anyways, within just three months, they started getting all over each other and then she conceived me.” So that’s why she left the house and disappeared like she never existed. Such a bitch. “They formed a plan to take over your mother’s money,
~Esperanza’s POV~Evangelina’s face turned beet red. Not from embarrassment, but from rage. Her eyes rapidly moved between Elias and me and her piercing gaze told me how badly she wanted to rip those handcuffs and bury us alive in this forest. “I’ll fucking kill you!” She yelled. I smiled. As if that was possible. “Open my hands and I’ll bury you alive on my own!” She yelled. Her attempts to free herself went in vain. She fought so hard to open the handcuffs that her wrists started to bleed. “There’s no point,” Elias calmly said. “You are my brother!” She yelled. “You were supposed to be by my side. Not that bitch!” “Now, I get it,” She let out a hysterical laugh that made Elias and me gaze at each other. Was she going crazy? Who else not? Her manicured nails were destroyed. Her dyed blonde hair returned to its brown shade and her eyes were swollen. Her neck, cheeks, and arms had some marks that I know how she got. But her mind… “What is it?” Elias asked.
~Esperanza’s POV~ I woke up without opening my eyes. Not because I was still asleep. But because I didn’t want to move. The effect of our lovemaking from last night still lingered on my body. Even the bare movement of my chest reminded me how heavy he made it for me. Not in a bad way. But in a way that I will never be able to forget. Pregnancy has made my breasts so sensitive that it has had me squirting thrice just by him looking at my nipple and pinching them in between. And my butt hole… It feels like his finger and dick were still there. He did all that he wanted. Had me front and back, made me squirt however he wanted and licked me till I literally ran out of breath. If I hadn’t slept on his shoulder while still sitting on his lap with his dick inside my pussy, we would have gone for more hours. Who knows maybe till daylight? But he didn't let me have the one single pleasure no matter how much I begged for it. Her liked seeing me begging for it, yet he didn
~Diego’s POV~ I won multiple awards for my resilience and hard work. I was also recognised as the youngest achiever and millionaire at the age of twenty-two but the acknowledgement I received today… It was far beyond what I've earned till now. I had some familiar identities at our party that Mendoza invited to his parties. Not because I wanted to convey any message, though I know loud whispers would be there tomorrow, but because we had some people who we worked. And each one of them said they were amused to see Asher so comfortable with me. They had been to Daniel Mendoza’s big birthday bash. Juliana and Carlos’s sixth-month anniversary. To their three success parties in just two months, but not even once did they see Asher smiling ear to ear. Not even with Carlos. And that was a huge success for me. Earlier I had plans for Carlos where I wanted to give him a death that would scream in his bones. But now… I want him to live. I want him to live every
~Esperanza’s POV~ Not many, but only trusted faces filled the whole place. And for once… none of it felt heavy. He clapped and squealed loudly as we cut the cake. His laughter filled the whole garden and for a moment, everyone seemed to cherish his loud laugh. “I’ve seen him once before but this time he looks more like a bubbly kid,” Mr Warner said. I know what Juliana put him through in his first seven months. I don’t want to know how he looked back then. “Though he looks like he may start crying any moment,” Mrs Parson chuckled. His tiny fingers gripped onto Diego’s collar as his curious eyes moved from one face to another as if he was trying to understand why everything looked so different today. Why everyone was smiling at him. Why every pair of eyes carries warmth when they look at him. A small smile formed on my lips without me realising it. “One year,” I whispered, more to myself than anyone else. One year since he came into my life. One year since everything
~Esperanza’s POV~ The house felt different now. For the first time in a whole year, it felt warm and… mine. The same way it used to feel years ago when I was a little kid. I thought I was at my safe place all the while till I lived here but that was just another delusion that broke in a way I couldn’t handle for months. But that won’t happen with my kids. I roamed my eyes everywhere in the living room of the mansion I grew up in. From my loud laughs to my endless cries for my mother and betrayal, these walls had seen everything that I didn’t. I chuckled. People say walls have ears and I wish walls could talk. It would've been so easy to find out what actually happened to my mother. I wanted to celebrate Asher’s birthday somewhere personal. Somewhere he could get the blessings of my mother and there was no better place than her own mansion. My phone beeped with a notification and I smiled. Finally, the tables have turned. Where everyone was blaming me e







