ВойтиHe leaned down and told me, "This is why I need to talk to you seriously. I know today is a special for us. So, we'll have our honeymoon later," he said, making my cheeks flush. But he continued talking.
"I have to go to Singapore, because my Father is sick ,'he needs me there to manage our hacienda. My father can't do it with his serious illness. But Don't worry, honey! My mom is here, and I'll call you all the time, okay, he said softly. I had no choice at that moment. I trusted my husband, so I just nodded even though my heart didn't want him to leave my side. ''Then, Leandro suddenly said something that made my cheeks burn. "Let's do our honeymoon now, honey," he said softly, "before I leave the country." I immediately hugged him without hesitation. I hugged him tightly, and I didn't care that I was still wearing my wedding gown. All that mattered was that I could show my love for my husband so he wouldn't forget me when he left. I quickly took him to the bathroom and whispered, "Let's enjoy our wedding day, honey. Don't think about anything else. You can deal with that when you're in Singapore." My husband embraced me and kissed me passionately. We didn't care who might suddenly enter our room and see us in that situation. All that mattered was that we felt the heat of our love for each other. "Lejandro," I moaned as he caressed my full breasts. "Ohhhh ohhhh Uuuurrrmgggg!" I moaned again and again, overwhelmed by the pleasure my husband was giving me. "Ohhh Elejah, I love you," Leandro repeated over and over. In the heat of our passion, we spontaneously shed our clothes. We tossed them here and there to quickly reunite our bodies. I felt Leandro's hands entering the opening of my vag!na. I was still a virgin. It hurt, even just his fingers. What would happen when his penis entered? "Ooooohhhh shheeeettt!" I moaned, holding my handsome husband's hair. He slowly inserted his finger into my vag!na until it became wet and pleasurable. "Oooooohhhh," I moaned. "Honeeeeyyy!" It was so good. "Ahhh! It only hurts at first," I said again, causing him to pull his finger out of my vag!na. He immediately carried me to our soft bed and laid me down. After laying me down, he spread my legs wide open. My open vagina was exposed to him. I could see my husband's face, eager to insert his penis. But he was holding back because he knew it would hurt me. So, I stood up and pushed him down on the bed. "Auuurrggggg.....!" Leandro fell down with a thud. I quickly removed the only thing covering my husband's penis, and to my surprise, it was so big. It would certainly make you nervous to see my husband's penis. "Ooooo my god! Honeyyyy....," I said, leaning down and pushing my long hair aside. Then, I slowly took his penis into my mouth. I moaned with pleasure as I did this. While I was sucking on his penis, his finger was also inside my vag!na. The pleasure we shared was perfect, neither too much nor too little. We truly savored this night to make each other happy. When Leandro could no longer hold back, he laid me down and slowly inserted his large penis into my tight vagina. "Aaaaooouccch!" I exclaimed. This caused my husband to slow down even more until his penis successfully entered my vag!na. He moved it in and out slowly. The pain was replaced by a wonderful feeling. He moved faster and faster until we both reached the peak of pleasure together. We were exhausted and fell back on the bed, and I hugged him tightly. "Elejah," he said softly, "I'm leaving tomorrow. Don't be upset. I'll come back, I'll come back after I fix the problem , Hacienda Ferman in Singapore. And we'll do this again." Even though it hurt me that he was leaving, I had no choice but to wait for his return. We lay together until we were completely exhausted. to the two of them, the woman who wanted to claim Leandro, who was now Elijah's husband, was already planning something evil. They didn't notice that their door was open because they were in a hurry to enter their room. This allowed Furtiza to see them making love. "Fvck! I should be the one in bed with you, Leandro! I'll make sure you're mine tomorrow! You'll be mine!" she said furiously. "You'll forget about your beloved wife, Elijah!" Her words were filled with rage, and she left the room. Then said goodbye to Bernard, who were still at the mansion. "Hey! Furtiza, you're still here? I thought you went home?" Bernard asked. But Furtiza ignored him because her mind was still on Leandro and Elijah, who were lying on top of each other, enjoying themselves.“Alexander!” Mrs. Mendez cried out in anguish, her voice breaking as sobs tore from her chest. She could barely breathe from the overwhelming pain consuming her. Tears streamed down her face as her trembling hands gripped the gun. “Forgive me, my son!” she shouted through her cries. “Your father and I have grown to love you so deeply… and the thought of you leaving us to go with your real mother—it’s unbearable. I can’t endure that kind of pain…” Slowly, she raised the gun— A gunshot echoed into the air. The sound of the trigger shattered the silence, making everyone flinch in shock. Tears continued to fall from Mrs. Mendez’s eyes as she lowered the gun… now pointing it toward her own temple. “If you’re just going to leave us… then I’d rather die!” she cried out, her body shaking as she nearly lost herself in despair. “Mama Mendez!” “Mrs. Mendez!” Their voices rang out at the same time—filled with fear, desperation, and concern. Alexander rushed forward, while Raquel approach
“You’re still alive until now, Elijah Ferman?!” Mrs. Mendez shouted, her gaze sharp, every word filled with resentment and anger. “You should have been content that your child wasn’t with you—you already have another one! Why do you still have to take Alexander away from me?!” she added. Elijah froze when she heard her child’s name. It felt like a sharp knife stabbed straight into her heart. But she didn’t look away, she didn’t step back. “Because he is my child… he is my child, Mrs. Mendez,” she whispered, her voice hoarse but filled with pain. “And you… you are the reason I lived in darkness for so many years.” She stepped forward, her body trembling—not from fear, but from emotions that had long been buried and were now threatening to explode. “You didn’t just take my child away… you took my identity.” Tears fell from her eyes—fast, warm, and uncontrollable. “I was forced to live as someone I was not. Every time I answered to the name ‘Raquel,’ I slowly lost myself…” Mrs. Mend
“Just a moment! Who are you, and why do you seem like you’re about to tear down the door of my home?” Alexander asked calmly, forcing confidence into his voice despite feeling his heart pounding rapidly. He didn’t want those outside to notice that he was already twisting in anxiety. Despite his calm tone, his gaze remained sharp, fixed on the door—ready for whatever chaos might follow. At his words, the commotion that had been echoing moments ago suddenly stopped. It was replaced by a silence far more deafening than the noise before. He took a deep breath and slowly unlocked the door. Gently, he opened it—and as it swung open, familiar faces greeted him—people working for the woman he considered his mother, the one who saved and took him in when he had nothing. He gasped in shock. “Mom?” he whispered, unable to believe what he was seeing. “Why… why are you here?” “I raised you to be loyal to me! How could you betray me?!” Mrs. Mendez shouted, her voice trembling with anger and pa
“Please just come with us to the station. You can get a lawyer so you can file an appeal,” a police officer said to Furtiza, his tone cold but authoritative. “Let me go! I don’t know anything about what that Erick is saying!” Furtiza shouted angrily as she struggled. Her arm was almost twisted from the officer’s grip, but she refused to back down. Suddenly, the door to Tiffani’s room burst open. She panicked, her voice trembling as she rushed toward her mother. “What’s happening?! Why are you arresting my mom?! What did she do?!” The young woman was almost on her knees in front of the officers, but they didn’t even acknowledge her. “YOU’RE SO STUPID!” Furtiza screamed, nearly losing her voice from anger and fear. “I didn’t do anything! Call a lawyer, Tiffani! NOW! BEFORE THIS ROTTEN SYSTEM SWALLOWS ME WHOLE!” Tiffani trembled, not knowing what to deal with first—her tears, her fear, or her anger over what she couldn’t understand. With no other choice, Tiffani tried to call a law
The door of Alexander’s secret base slowly opened. The surroundings were quiet, with only the chirping of birds outside and the soft footsteps of the young man echoing. But inside the base, a single moment changed everything. CLANG! Raquel suddenly dropped the broom she was holding. It hit the floor as her heartbeat began to race. She couldn’t move. She simply stared at the young man who had just entered—holding an old bag, dressed simply. “This can’t be a mistake,” Raquel murmured. Alexander frowned at the noise, then smiled. “Ma’am Raquel… you’re already awake?” he said, slightly surprised. He noticed she was already standing, seemingly breathless, and that the place was already clean. “You’re very hardworking. You even started cleaning before I could—” “S-son…” Raquel’s voice trembled. She stepped back slightly, tears welling in her eyes. “A-are you my missing child?!” Silence. Their eyes met. For a few seconds, it felt as if time had stopped. Alexander couldn’t mo
“If he even tries to drag me into this… he will never see our child again!” Furtiza whispered firmly, her eyes tightly shut as she leaned against the muscular arms of the man who had been with her all night. Her body still felt the warmth of the night, but the fire of anger burning in her chest was far stronger. The man gently kissed her shoulder, as if unwilling to let her go. But Furtiza quickly stood up and began putting on her clothes. “I’ll be leaving now… I have something important to take care of,” Furtiza said coldly yet firmly, as if each word carried weight. “Okay…” the man replied briefly, exhaling thick smoke out of the slightly open window without even looking at her. Behind his calm demeanor, there seemed to be a hint of doubt. Furtiza’s steps were quiet but heavy as she walked out of the room. Meanwhile, at the police station, Erick sat rigidly, holding his forehead, sweating despite the cold surroundings. “So, Mr. Monteroso, I’ll ask you again… where did you take
“What kidnapping are you talking about? My child, Lucifer, was not kidnapped!” Raquel said firmly. “He is truly my son, and I am truly his mother. You have no right to accuse us like that and disturb us during our own family dinner. What kind of nonsense is this?!” Raquel remained calm as she cont
“What?” How could you not contact us, when we’ve been waiting for your call for a long time, Mom? You didn’t even call us once,” Lejandro said, clearly doubtful, especially after the Boraque family filed a case against his mother. “Lejandro! I don’t have time now to argue with you. I’m here to ge
“A police officer went to the Ferman Mansion and reported the accident.” “Good evening, sir. We’re sorry for disturbing you tonight. I would like to speak with Ma’am Elijah Ferman,” said a policeman. “Just tell me and I’ll relay it to my wife,” Lejandro said. “The child named Lucifer Boraque, w
“Answer my call, Raquel… please!” Lejandro pleaded as he drove toward Madam Boraque’s mansion. He had already made 30 missed calls, but no matter what he did, Raquel did not answer his texts or calls. “Ma’am Raquel, won’t you answer? Your phone has been ringing nonstop,” Karen said. “Let him cal







