LOGIN“Why did you brake so suddenly? What if someone rear-ended us?” I protested, gripping my seatbelt, trying to steady myself from the shock of the sudden stop.
Javier remained motionless. He simply stared straight at me for several seconds before finally letting out a slow breath. Then he pressed down on the gas pedal again, steering the car through the congested city streets. I couldn’t help but wonder what was truly going on inside that man’s head.
Why wa
“Young Master…” Pedro’s men stepped forward, ready to attack me. However, Pedro quickly raised one hand, giving them a firm signal not to interfere.“I can handle this; you lot stay out of it!” Pedro said calmly, but the very calmness of his tone only made me sick to my stomach.Pedro brushed my hand aside, then smoothed out the collar of his white suit jacket—which I’d ruffled—with a haughty gesture. He looked at me with a condescending glare. “You and your family have already cast her aside, Javier! And now, she officially belongs to me entirely. So, I hope you can accept that bitter reality. One more thing: you already have Adriana, and you two are getting married soon. So, don’t you ever dare look for or bother my wife again!”“Get out. There’s no place for you here. Even though your family is far more powerful, I won’t hesitate to destroy you, Javier!&rd
Papa's frozen, wordless silence instantly convinced me that I had to keep fighting for Camila. I had to find her no matter what, whatever obstacles stood in my way.Now, inside my private helicopter, I sat in silence. I stared at the landscape below from high above, then let out a slow breath. In my heart, I kept praying that I wasn't too late. I hoped everything would turn out the way I wanted—that Camila had no connection to Pedro whatsoever, and that this event wasn't the wedding of the two of them.One thing was certain—I still believed Camila was the one. That night, in the pitch-black darkness of my room, I was the man who had taken her innocence. The sound of her surrendering sighs, and the sweet scent of her body that I knew so intimately, could never be mistaken. My instincts couldn't be lying.I was jolted from my long reverie the instant the helicopter landed smoothly on the airstrip of our destination city. The moment the door opened, I s
“What’s the situation?” I asked point-blank, staring at Alex, my personal assistant, with an extremely serious look in my eyes.“Sir, I’ve received reliable information that the Mantero family is currently holding a private wedding reception out of town,” Alex reported in a formal tone.Hearing that, my jaw clenched instantly. My heart was racing. The Mantero family is holding a wedding on such short notice? Could it be that Pedro and Camila are really getting married this soon? And why is the event being held out of town on purpose? Is it to prevent me from showing up and causing a scene there? But then again, shouldn’t they be throwing a lavish party right here in the city center if they really intended to get back at my family for all the wrongs they’ve done to Camila? Why hide it?“Is this Pedro’s wedding?” I asked, pressing him directly. As far as I recall, the Mantero family ha
The first thing I need to do right now is find out where Camila is.I’m going to make it clear to them once again that Camila and Pedro aren’t involved in any way. And of course, I’m going to grill Camila again about what happened that night. I’m still absolutely convinced that Camila is lying and hiding the truth from me.But why does she have to go this far? Even though my parents openly reject her, I’ll still be the first to step up and take responsibility. I’m not some jerk who runs away from problems. So, no matter what happens, I’m the one who’s going to marry Camila.As for Adriana, I don’t care anymore. Screw the extended family—I wouldn’t even care if I were disinherited.I roughly ran my hands through my hair and let out a frustrated sigh when I realized Pedro’s phone was out of range again and completely unreachable. Where did that guy take Camila?
“What do you mean by speaking so harshly, Javier?! You’ve slept with someone else’s daughter, you know! What if Adriana gets pregnant?!” Mom snapped, her face tense with reproach.“Well, it’s okay, Mom. If she really is pregnant, just let her give birth. Later, we’ll do a DNA test to prove whether that child is really my flesh and blood or not,” I replied, extremely calm and cold.“Javier!”I turned sharply toward Adriana. She was now staring at me, her face flushed red as she held back her anger at the barrage of offensive remarks. “How could you be so heartless as to say something like that, Javi?! I’m a woman, you know! I have my pride, too!”“Pride?” I chuckled sarcastically, looking down on her. “Why are you only bringing up pride now, Adriana? Have you forgotten that you were the one who willingly gave yourself to me? Have you forgotten that
Javier’s POV:“Mom really didn’t expect Camila to be such a lowlife. I regret bringing her into this house,” Mom ranted, breathing heavily, still fiercely venting her frustration.I didn’t say a single word in response to Mom’s words. My eyes were fixed solely on the row of items lying on the table. There was Camila’s cell phone, her wallet, and all the debit cards I’d ever given her for her needs—even some cash, returned in full, lay on that table.That wasn’t all. Just before walking out, she’d also taken off the silver bracelet I’d bought her as a gift for her 17th birthday. She’d even removed the pearl necklace Mom had once given her as a present.To be honest, my chest felt incredibly tight and heavy with sadness at the thought of her current situation. How was that girl supposed to survive out there without a single penny to her name







