LOGIN"Lucas..."
I muttered the name softly, processing the information after one of my trusted men reported that a man named Lucas had just visited Diego in prison.What was his connection to Diego? As far as I knew, Lucas was an incredibly famous and wealthy man. If the goal was merely money, it didn't make sense. Lucas’s wealth far surpassed my father’s. Logically, if Rosalina were only after material gain, she would have been better off marrying Lucas instead of Father, woThe next day, a feeling of happiness surged twofold through our home. The atmosphere inside our mansion felt so alive and warm because everyone had gathered here. Lately, our parents—both my own and Papa Arturo—had indeed been spending their free time far more often at our house instead of their own residences. The mansion that had once felt so quiet was now always filled with the sound of laughter.“If you can, hurry up and give Gabriel a new little sibling soon, Emelia. Papa still wants lots of grandchildren so this house gets even livelier,” Papa Arturo said suddenly, as we gathered in the living room. His expression looked sulky, since he still hadn't gotten a turn to hold his grandson.“Huh? Instead of demanding things from my wife, why don't you just get married again, Papa?” It wasn't me who answered, but Samuel, who cut in right away with a casual tone.The man then shifted closer, wrapping his arm posses
Emelia’s POVI could never resist the gentle touch of Samuel’s hands. His strong fingers always managed to instill a sense of comfort, while also serving as the strongest shield that made me feel completely protected ever since I became his wife. The weight of trauma, the fear of loss, and the shadows of the past instantly vanished every time my body nestled into his embrace.After making sure Gabriel was sound asleep in his crib in the corner of the room, Samuel came back to me on the bed. He began to pamper me with a series of warm, gentle kisses, which made my body burn even more with passion.At first, he kissed my forehead reverently, then moved down to both cheeks, before finally sealing my lips with a soft, lingering kiss full of sweet longing. His kisses slowly drifted down to the hollow of my neck, nuzzling my skin there and making me reflexively tilt my head back in surrender. The sensations he evoked always managed to make me head ov
"Samuel...!"I immediately caught Emelia in my arms, holding her tightly the moment I stepped into the family room of the main mansion. I breathed in deeply the familiar scent of her body, pouring out a longing that had swelled almost unbearably, even though we had only been apart for a few days."My wife is really this happy, hmm?" I said softly, stroking her long, silky hair.Emelia nodded firmly. She looked up, gazing at me with eyes shining with happiness. "Mm! Papa Lucas already told me everything, Samuel. I'm so happy that the wicked people who carried out the kidnapping and plotted the destruction of our family have now been utterly destroyed!""That's right, my love. Now you don't need to be afraid anymore. I swear I will never let a single bastard dare touch you or our child again," I replied reassuringly.Emelia nodded slowly again. Then, unexpectedly, she rose on her tiptoes and kissed my lips briefly. Of course, I wasn't a
"What plan will you take next, Samuel?" Papa Lucas asked, breaking the silence of the night in his study. The middle-aged man looked at me with eyes full of resolve.I sipped the liquor in my glass slowly, letting its warmth burn my throat for a moment before setting it back down on the glass table with a soft but deliberate clink."Just as we originally planned, Papa," I answered, my baritone voice calm yet cold. "We destroy Jon Mateo and every one of his allies. We level everything down to the deepest root. It'll be a little difficult, considering how extensive his underground network is, but... why not? If we combine all our forces, we're clearly far bigger and far more terrifying than they are, aren't we?" I explained calmly.Papa Lucas nodded his head slowly, a thin smile full of pride etched onto his lined face. "Papa agrees. Execute them all. Don't let those rats disturb and threaten our family's safety ever again. Jon Mateo must pay the pri
I deliberately let Bianca move about this mansion however she pleased. I watched every detail of her movements through the hidden monitor screens, observing how that damned woman confidently wove her rotten strategy to reclaim Gabriel. I even knew exactly when her slender fingers planted a tiny spy camera, and when she scattered listening devices across various strategic corners of the ground floor.I only gave a small smile, regarding all her efforts as nothing more than a cheap joke. Fortunately, I had already prepared another plan, one far more meticulous. Indeed. So that this mansion would still radiate a convincing atmosphere—complete with the faint sound of a baby's cry, specially recorded—I had placed a woman from a special team whose build closely resembled Emelia's. I had also placed a sophisticated doll, weighing the same as a normal baby, in the crib, so that Bianca would not harbor the slightest suspicion.Through the earpiece I wore, the sound
Over the past few days, our small family's life had finally been enveloped in a happiness so pure. Emelia's psychological condition showed a remarkable upward trend after that therapy session. She was no longer plagued by excessive fear. It was only when it came to the matter of the household staff that Emelia still couldn't place her trust so easily. She still refused to let her baby be touched by the domestic workers in this mansion. And I understood and accepted that completely. To me, it didn't matter at all, even though most of the staff in this house had actually served loyally alongside me for years.Until, on a bright morning, a special report suddenly landed on my personal phone. The news I had long awaited had finally arrived. A movement signal from Bianca Perez had been accurately detected. With her new physical appearance, the result of a plastic surgeon's table, that damned woman had apparently chosen to come deliver her own life straight into the d
Under the stream of water, Samuel still held me tightly. He showered my back with kisses while his fingers gently squeezed me, as if admiring every inch of my body.“Ah, Samuel…” I moaned softly, barely able to hold back the sensations he gave me. The hunger that had tro
POV Emelia I froze for a moment when I heard Samuel accept my challenge. Without wasting any time, I immediately stepped toward the stove, my excitement overflowing.Ah, damn. Suddenly, I had no ideawhat to cook for him. After thinking hard, I decided to make something simple
POV. Samuel. “Sir, Pedro Perez’s company cannot repay its debt on time.”Hearing the report from my trusted man, I remained silent, my gaze as sharp as an eagle’s. Even though I rarely showed myself at the company after the tragic accident three years ago, everyone still feared and respected me. R
I slowly pulled my head back when I didn’t get any response from Samuel. But just as my face moved a few centimeters away, his hand suddenly grabbed the back of my neck. He pulled me back with a strong jerk, then immediately sealed my lips with a fierce, hungry kiss.Inside, I cheered in triumph. I







