Alvaro's POV. Jane was smart. I never doubted that. She was also more observant than I thought she'd be which was both good and bad. After she noticed something odd I told my men to back off and I told that clown Pedro not to wear a mailman costume like a fucking male stripper.Jane was going to have this baby in a stress-free environment and I was going to make sure of that. After I called off my men for acting like a bunch of idiots and not being subtle. She was no longer suspicious.Weeks passed and I couldn't find Carlos. I was starting to think he could be dead by now and that was on me. Whoever took him was smart. I had all the phone lines tapped and I heard not a whisper of him. I walked on the ship going down to the last deck. This shipment was delayed due to all my efforts going into finding out who took my man just to prove a point. "Pull the floorboards back," I ordered the two guys with me.They pulled the boards back and there it was. Rodium. The most expensive metal
Jane's POV. "Does this dress make me look fat?" I asked twirling around in the black dress that looked more like a mini tent. "I'm sure I can host up to three people under this dress." Dante chuckled by the door. He got more vocal as the days passed. He had no choice but to talk back because I was not the silent type and I would talk to him even if he didn't reply. "You've barely gained any weight," Julia said, coming to stand behind me. She bunched up the sides of the dress showing me how much excess material was left. "I think it would still be too big when you're nine months pregnant." "I know but I want to be prepared. I don't want to wake up one morning and my clothes don't fit." I also didn't want to wear tight clothes. Doctor Hill strongly advised against it. Julia looked around at the door and she seemed nervous. Mateo went to pick up lunch and for the past ten minutes, I felt like she wanted to tell me something. "Everything okay?" I asked and she smiled, showing he
Jane's POV.I subtly checked the time on my phone as I sat at the dinner table. Where was he?I looked at Mateo, he was staring down at his phone and so was abuelo. It had to be one of the worst feelings in the world when you felt your family was keeping something big from you. It had to be something bad if they were keeping it from me. Usually, Mateo would tell me everything and his silence was making me question the severity of the situation, scaring me further because I was left with nothing but my imagination for answers. I knew with everything in me that they knew where Alvaro was and they were lying to me. I heard the front door open and I waited. Abuelo and Mateo both looked up at me before their gazes fell on each other and then on the dining room door.My mother sat absentmindedly in her chair as her eyes scanned all the detail of the room. There had been silence for over ten minutes and usually, Mateo was never silent. "Sorry I'm late," Alvaro walked into the dining roo
I stood in place staring at the box as hot tears streamed down my cheeks.Dante had closed the box up. It was vile right down to the card describing how much they loved Carlos's screams. The sound of tyres screeching got my attention and I looked to see Alvaro's car speedily stop next to mine on the road.I watched as he got out and took long strides to come into the store. He burst through the doors and his eyes landed on me before he moved to look in the box.He was wearing his black gloves. "Call someone to get rid of this," he said to Dante.He took the card and opened it. The veins on his neck and forehead were growing as his eyes turned red with rage, skimming each line as his jaw ticked."Quien dejo esto," he looked up at Dante, slamming the card down on the counter, "quien fucking dejo esto!""Stop," I said and his head snapped in my direction. His chest was heaving and he put a hand in his hair. "The box was laying outside the store. We both saw it at the same time. It's not
Alvaro's POV. I loved her. I had never loved a woman as much as I loved Jane and yet she couldn't even look at me anymore. It tore me. I felt unworthy of her and I was. She broke me in ways I didn't know a man could break. It was weeks but it felt like forever since she let me even touch her. She slept in her old room and I didn't have the courage to face her or drag her to bed with me. "You seem distracted, Castillo," Constantine said, and I ran a hand through my hair trying to get my head back on straight for what I was about to do, "it's the wife, isn't it? Honeymoon phase faded huh?" He had a cocky smile on his face as if he had just figured me out with one glance. "I'm not having this conversation with you," I muttered. Constantine and love were like oil and water. I thought I was bad but the man went through women like I went through clothes. "Just because we lead two of the city's biggest gangs. We can't get real, Castillo?" He was crazy if he thought I was a big enough
Jane's POV.I woke up to Alvaro's head tucked into the crook of my neck and his arm around me, pressing me firmly against his chest. I wiggled in his grasp, turning to look at him. I haven't looked directly at him for weeks. Because I knew as soon as those green eyes met mine I was a goner.There was a lump of nerves between his eyebrows and I brought my thumb up massaging the small clump of nerves. His forehead evened out and his face relaxed. It wasn't easy staying away from him. Especially since I loved sleeping next to him. I cried a lot. I felt guilty living my life when I knew someone was out there being tortured because of me. Alvaro gave me his word that he'd look for Carlos and I knew he was trying his best but I was only going to feel better when he returned. When Alvaro crawled into my bed last night I was pretending to be asleep. So I didn't have to talk to him. I didn't know where to start. It had been weeks and I thought it better if I just said nothing at all. I d
"Alvaro," she smiled, reaching for him with a manicured hand. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him as she gave me a brief once-over. "It's been forever." She kissed his cheek. The claws were out. Alvaro looked at me, holding his hands up. She pulled back and her eyes fell on me. "Gianna this is Jane, my wife," he introduced, snaking an arm around my waist and crushing me into his side. Gianna sounded like she was choking as an ugly snarl took over her lips and her nose flared. "Married. You're married?" Her eyes were wide and she looked seconds away from going feral. "You broke up with me seven months ago because you didn't want to commit to me!" "Seven months," I uttered, looking at Alvaro and his eyes were the widest I'd ever seen them. I didn't think the girls he told me about were that recent. "I need a drink," I said and moved to go to the bar. He could handle this on his own. "Jane you can't drink," Alvaro reminded, moving to come with me. "Relax I mean
Alvaro's POV."Can we all please have breakfast together," I called from the bottom of the steps. I woke up early with the intention of spending the entire day with Jane and Mateo. I wanted to surprise them by taking them out to anywhere of their choice and they were taking their own sweet time to come downstairs. We never did a family activity together and soon there would be a baby. I needed to get used to the idea of spending more time with my family and it would start with everyone at least sitting down and having breakfast on Sunday like what abuelo and abuela used to do when we were kids. Abuelo would work all week. Sometimes we'd barely see him at the dinner table but on Sunday mornings he was always present at the breakfast table with a newspaper in hand. I felt like we barely did that anymore and I wanted to today. Last night was amazing and I just wanted to keep the high spirits in the house going for as long as I could.Jane and Mateo both rushed down the stairs. "I'll