LOGINLuciana Bautista became a “baby maker” to billionaire Lorenzo Illustre — a deal to carry his child in exchange for saving her grandmother’s home. For him, it was revenge. For her, a sacrifice. But as cold stares turn into lingering touches, and hatred begins to feel like love, their fragile bond is tested by jealousy, secrets, and betrayal. Just when they finally start to hope for more.. Will Luci remain just a “baby maker” — or become the woman Lorenzo can’t live without?
View MoreLuciana’s Point of View]The city lights stretched endlessly outside the window, flickering like distant stars.I sat on the couch, still wearing the same clothes from earlier, the faint scent of milk tea and embarrassment clinging to me like a shadow I couldn’t wash off.The penthouse was quiet—too quiet.The kind of quiet that made every thought louder, every memory sharper.My eyes landed on the lunch box sitting beside me—the one I was supposed to give to him.It was still there, untouched. Gino didn’t let me take it back; he said he’d eat it, smiling like nothing was wrong. But I knew he was just trying to make me feel better.I traced the edge of the box with my fingers and whispered under my breath,“Why did I even go there?”The scene replayed in my mind again—Sophia’s sharp voice, her words slicing through me.Stupid. Clumsy. Blind.And Lorenzo… the way he looked at me.The way he said he didn’t know me.A small, bitter laugh escaped me. “Maybe he really doesn’t,” I murmured.
"Hey... hey, can you hear me?" I whispered, crouching beside him, my hands hovering uncertainly over his body. "It's okay, you're safe... I'll help you."He tried to speak, lips moving, but all that came out were strained, broken sounds—more like small moans than words. I tilted my head, confused, but forced myself to stay calm."It's alright. You don't have to say anything," I soothed, gently brushing the blood from his forehead. "Just breathe... you're going to be okay. I've got you."He shifted slightly, eyes fluttering open for a split second before sliding closed again. I gripped his hand, as lightly as I could, letting him know he wasn't alone."You're stronger than you think," I whispered, trying to infuse my voice with confidence I didn't entirely feel. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I promise."His chest rose and fell again, uneven but alive, and a small spark of relief flickered in me. I knew I had to move him somewhere safe—somewhere I could tend to his woun
The moment the door clicked shut behind Sophia, silence swallowed my office whole.I stood. My steps carried me in slow circles around the room, each stride heavy with the storm in my chest.I should be furious.I should hate her.After all these years, after the way she left—without a word, without looking back—I should want nothing to do with her.And yet.My hands curled into fists at my sides as I exhaled sharply.I wasn't mad. Not the way I expected to be.Instead, some traitorous part of me felt... relieved. Happy, even, just to see her again.I stopped near the window, the city skyline blurring beyond the glass. My reflection stared back at me—cold, unreadable, but I knew what lurked beneath.This was dangerous. Too dangerous.I couldn't afford distractions. Not from her. Not now.I had started something bigger than us—something I couldn't abandon halfway. My revenge wasn't complete. The people who destroyed me still walked free. And until that ended, I couldn't let anyone—espe
[LORENZO’S POINT OF VIEW]The elevator doors slid open, and the silence between us stretched until we stepped into my office. I loosened my tie slightly, trying to ease the tightness in my chest. Sophia followed behind, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.The moment the door closed, I turned to her.“You shouldn’t have done that.”Her brows arched, disbelief flickering in her eyes before she let out a soft, sarcastic laugh.“What?” she asked, folding her arms. “You’re actually serious right now?”I met her gaze, my voice low but firm. “You shouldn’t have said that to her. Especially not in front of everyone.”Sophia tilted her head, her tone sharp.“Excuse me? Are you defending that girl now? That stupid employee of yours?”My jaw tensed. “Sophia—she’s not stupid, okay?”I ran a hand through my hair, trying to steady my voice. “What happened between you two—she didn’t mean it.”Sophia scoffed and walked toward the couch, crossing her legs and arms, staring at me with






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