LOGINEight years ago, Sara vanished without a trace… abandoning the man she loved and the husband who never stopped searching for her: Emiliano Monter. Now, on the eve of his marriage of convenience, Sara reappears in the most unexpected way… as a mysterious dancer at his bachelor party. She hides her identity. He doesn’t recognize her… until it’s too late. When Emiliano discovers who she truly is—and the secret she has been hiding all these years—the love he once felt transforms into a dangerous obsession. Determined to make her pay for her betrayal, he forces her back into his world… to work for him, to remain close—too close. But hatred has never managed to extinguish what they feel. Caught between a marriage that was never born of love, a past filled with lies, and an attraction impossible to ignore, Sara and Emiliano find themselves trapped in a game of power, desire, and revenge. And when dark secrets begin to come to light, it won’t only their forbidden love that is at risk… but also the empire that holds everything together: Casa Monter. Love, betrayal, desire… and a truth that could destroy it all. Will they survive what once tore them apart… or will their love be the very thing that condemns them?
View MoreSara didn’t feel anger at Luna’s confession, nor did she feel pleasure at seeing her so distressed in front of her. She reached out and grabbed Luna’s hand tightly. The woman tried to pull away, but Sara held on."Let me guess—Mario?" Sara asked, and Luna nodded."He told me you were cheating on Emiliano. He lied to me and manipulated me. That’s why I hired a prostitute to pretend she had slept with him. I didn’t even know how they drugged him.""You’re the woman who appeared in the security footage wearing the motorcycle helmet, right?"Luna nodded."You have no idea how heavily this has weighed on me all these years. When you returned to Casa Monter, I was afraid—that’s why I behaved so hostilely. I was afraid you knew the truth. I was afraid my brother would expose me."Sara squeezed the woman’s hand even tighter."It’s not your fault. It’s Mario’s fault. He was the one who manipulated us, the one who used us. I’m truly sorry you had to go that far. But the important thing is that
Sara watched as Emiliano jumped to the side, dodging Ezequiel’s next shot. He took cover behind the door. The second man who had come up with Emiliano ran toward him, trying to shoot him, but another bullet striking his shoulder sent him tumbling down the stairs.Sara braced herself against the wall and pushed. The pellets from the bullets whizzed over her head. When she fell, the wooden chair broke, and the backrest jabbed into her ribs, but she didn’t care. She shifted, and the splintered pieces of wood that held her to the chair began to give way, freeing her.Sara stood up, barefoot, exhausted, and afraid. In the distance she spotted a metal pipe and grabbed it."Where do you think you’re going, bitch?" Ezequiel shouted at her.But Sara managed to take refuge behind a wall before the man could shoot her. The bullets shattered the concrete beside her. Ezequiel fired wildly in every direction. The sound of the helicopter was growing louder and louder. Sara saw a couple more men comi
Sara felt a knot of unease in her stomach when she saw Emiliano climbing the stairs. She knew why Ezequiel wanted him there. She knew he wanted to kill him. She didn’t understand the reasons or the why behind it, but he would do it.She was nothing more than bait, and Emiliano had fallen into his game. When the man looked at her, she shook her head vehemently. She wanted to scream at him to run, but the gag was firmly wedged in her mouth. She began pushing it with her tongue while the men had a short conversation. She needed to get it off, needed to shout at him to run, but it was already too late.Ezequiel pulled out the gun, pointing it toward the floor, but gripping it tightly in his hand."I want your life," he said to Emiliano.Her husband lifted his head. Thinking of him that way made the knot in her stomach tighten even more. Her husband—he was her husband because legally he was, because she wanted him to be, because they had never even divorced. Thinking of him as her husband
Emiliano gripped his phone tightly and took a step back, moving away from the ambulance. Jimena watched him carefully. The caller ID said it was Ezequiel, his father-in-law—or rather, his former father-in-law. Emiliano felt a strange sensation in his stomach, like a bad omen."This is impossible," he said, and then answered the call. "What do you want?" he asked with a hint of impatience.On the other end, Ezequiel let out a laugh."Surprise," he said. "I think this little game ends today."Emiliano grabbed hold of the pole beside him to keep from losing his balance."So it was you. All this time, it was always you."Ezequiel sighed deeply on the other end of the line."It seems to me that you’re far too naive. It was really easy to divert the attention toward my daughter.""She’s a monster—why did you do this to her?" The man laughed again."She’ll forgive me. She’s my daughter. Everything I do, I do for her own good.""Trying to murder me is for her own good?" Emiliano shouted. "Kid
Sara felt her heart lurch in her chest. She held her breath and looked away from all the members of the board who had fixed their eyes on her."What are you talking about, Grandma?" Luna asked brusquely.Mrs. Amelia picked up Sara’s notebook and threw it at her granddaughter, slamming it against th
Sara was about to straighten up and punch her former sister-in-law when Emiliano’s firm voice echoed through the entire waiting room. Both women lifted their heads and met the fierce gaze of the CEO as he advanced toward them with steady steps."Let her go!" he shouted at his sister, but Luna did n
Sara leaned against the door and cried.It couldn’t be possible that after so many years the feelings she had for him had not disappeared. Deep down she knew it—she knew she still loved him despite everything. But she had never imagined she would see him again. Not even when she returned to the cit
The receptionist didn’t seem to pay him much attention."Please lower your voice," she said.Emiliano pulled the card from his pocket and placed it in front of the woman’s face."Is this you?""Yes, that’s us.""Good. Well, she works here, and I need you to give me this information."The woman pull






Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.