One eyebrow of Regis shot up. “Oh really? So there’s someone more annoying than me?” He teased, chuckling softly.Amora shot him a sharp look, making him stop laughing.“So, what’s bothering you about this person? Can’t you just relax like you do with me?” Regis reminded her.“She’s not just annoying, Regis. She’s really mean!” Amora replied, her emotions spilling over.Regis furrowed his brow, now even more curious about who she meant. “In that case, you should just make her regret it. What can’t you do right now, Amora?”Amora rolled her eyes. She knew she was above Lisa's status, but she didn’t know how to silence the woman’s arrogance.“What do you think I should do to make her stop bragging?” Amora asked, seeking his opinion.Regis paused for a moment before answering, “If it were me... I’d shoot her.”Amora let out a long sigh, slapping her forehead for asking such a silly question. “Regis, I think I asked the wrong person,” she replied regretfully.A small chuckle escaped Regis
"Ray, wait a second," Amora interrupted, her voice filled with concern. "Why, Mom? Am I not allowed?" Rayden asked, his eyes looking sad. Amora knew how much Rayden wanted to boast about his dad to his friends, but she thought she needed to clarify things with Regis first. She needed something in writing about Rayden’s status. "It’s not that. I'm not stopping you from telling your friends or your teachers, but … I think it's better if we meet your dad’s family first," Amora replied cautiously. Amora didn’t want to hurt her son's feelings. An anxiety had crept into her mind—she worried that Lorenzo's family might not fully accept Rayden. Even though it was just a worry with no proof, Amora thought it best to clear things up first. Rayden’s tiny hazel eyes studied his mother closely. He didn’t understand why she wanted to meet his father’s family first, but he figured she had her reasons. "There will come a time when you’re officially introduced, Ray. Without you having to shout
Amora's body froze in place, her eyes squeezed shut for several moments as her heart raced uncontrollably. She cursed herself inwardly for being caught by Regis before she could leave the scene. "Amora?" Regis's sharp gaze narrowed as he spotted her back, a smirk slowly forming on his lips. "What are you doing lurking over there, hm? Were you peeping on me?" Immediately, Amora turned to face him. "W-Who’s peeping?!" she retorted, her eyes refusing to glance down. She was afraid of seeing something she shouldn’t. "Oh, really? Because that perverted look on your face says otherwise. Still want to deny it?" Regis teased, wiping the water off his face. Amora clenched her jaw, her teeth grinding in frustration at having given him an opportunity to mock her. "Your eyes must be blurry!" she shot back, her emotions boiling over. But she didn't want to linger there for a verbal sparring match with him. She stomped her feet and intended to head back inside, but in her haste, she bum
Amora could feel a shiver run through her body just from Regis's light touch. ‘Damn!’ she cursed inwardly.She quickly turned her face away from the tempting sight that was messing with her mind. “Well, I thought you weren’t wearing anything,” she muttered.“Why? Would you prefer if I didn’t wear anything?” Regis teased, laughter lacing his words.“No!” Amora shot back, making herself sound even sillier. She rubbed her throbbing temples.Arguing with Regis only made her head spin more. “You should’ve closed your door, so I wouldn’t have walked in,” she blamed him.Regis smirked. “This is my room, Amora. I’ve never bothered with that before.”“But now we’re living together, Regis. You need to get used to it,” she reminded him.A small chuckle escaped Regis's lips. He stepped closer, backing Amora against the transparent glass door behind her. She turned her face away from his hungry gaze.One of Regis's hands rested on the glass door. The other hand grabbed her chin to turn her face to
‘Why does he have to show up at a time like this?’ Amora thought, her heart racing.Her eyes watched Regis anxiously, worried he might realize she had just seen something she shouldn't have.She gulped hard as she took in the sight before her. Regis had just showered, wearing only a towel covering him from the waist down.“C-can't you put on some clothes first before asking me anything?” Amora stammered nervously.She tried to distract Regis from the item she was currently trying to hide with her foot.Amora hoped he wouldn't notice. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Regis's sharp gaze easily read the situation. He looked down, his thick eyebrows knitting together when he saw what she was trying to hide.“What’s under your foot, Amora?” he asked, stepping closer.“N-nothing,” she replied, shifting her foot back and stepping on the soft package beneath it.Amora winced inside, cursing her luck. There was no way to escape now since Regis had bent down in front of her.He reached for
“Put me down, Regis!” Amora screamed hysterically.She struggled as Regis carried her over his shoulder. Her head was spinning more and more from being upside down. She could see the black dragon tattoo etched across his back, mocking her.Regis kept walking, ignoring Amora’s futile attempts to hit his back with her weak fists.“Jerk! Put me down! You filthy dragon!”Amora screamed again, fighting back harder, but Regis paid no attention until he threw her onto the bed with a swift motion.“Ow!” Amora winced.She grabbed her forehead, the dizziness from the rough landing overwhelming her. But she couldn’t focus on the pain. Something more threatening was happening right in front of her.Regis had trapped her beneath him. A sly grin stretched across his face, mocking Amora like a helpless rabbit caught in a snare.“Re-Regis, I’m warning you ... don’t try anything!”Amora stretched out her hands, pressing against his exposed, muscular chest right in front of her eyes.“Where’s all that
‘What does he mean? Is he indirectly confessing something?’ Amora’s mind raced in confusion.Her face immediately lowered. She didn’t want Regis to see the blush spreading across her cheeks.Amora glanced at Regis from the corner of her eye. He looked so calm as if nothing was happening. ‘Maybe I’m just overthinking this,’ she thought, sighing quietly.Amora hoped Regis would finish applying the ointment quickly.A few seconds later, Regis’s fingers stopped moving. However, he didn’t release his hand from Amora’s fist. His sharp gaze fell on the left side of her temple, where an old scar was visible.Regis knew that the scar wasn’t recent; it was from a long time ago. Without thinking, his fingers brushed over the scar, causing Amora to flinch and pull away.She quickly adjusted her bangs and cleared her throat. “Thank you—”“How did you get that scar?” Regis interrupted, clearly curious. He sensed there was more to the story behind the scar.“It doesn’t seem like just a regular fall,
Amora furrowed her brow, confused. “What gift are you talking about, Regis? I don’t recall—"“Rayden is the most incredible gift you’ve given me, Amora,” Regis interrupted, leaving her speechless.Amora hadn’t expected Regis to see Rayden as a blessing, just as she did. As she opened her mouth to respond, Regis gently patted the top of her head.“Thank you for holding on until today, Amora."Those words stunned her. The smile spreading across Regis’s face made Amora feel nervous.But his expression of gratitude touched her deeply. She never imagined he would say or do something so unexpected.For years, Amora had hidden the exhaustion and pain that came with seven years of ups and downs, constantly battling through hardships.Other than Emma, no one knew what Amora had gone through. Yet, Regis saw it all so clearly, even though she had never shared a word with him.Because of this, Amora's heart suddenly raced, and her hazel eyes started to feel warm.Regis was taken aback when he saw
"T-That person ... isn't Grandma?!" Amora's mind reeled in shock.The woman who looked like an old lady was actually one of Diego’s men in disguise!Amora had been tricked. “So that means ... Regis ….”She bit her trembling lip hard. Regis had been right all along. This whole thing was a trap, set up by Diego’s men. Their one and only goal was to lure in Amora and Regis and eliminate them.Amora’s body trembled with dread as the truth hit her. Because of her stubbornness and ignorance, Regis had now become their main target.Several of Jack’s men, who had been lying in wait, finally stepped out of hiding and surrounded Regis, guns raised and ready.Back to Regis’s situation—Amora’s husband showed no sign of surprise at the ambush by Jack and his dozens of armed men.Jack, on the other hand, looked genuinely confused by Regis’s calm demeanor. “You already knew about the disguise?” he asked, aiming his gun right at Regis’s face.A cold smirk tugged at the corner of Regis’s lips. “That d
"A trap?" Amora whispered, shocked. Once again, she had nearly made a foolish move.Regis gave her a small, knowing smile as he saw her surprised face. "I think from the very beginning, my father planned to target you for breaking your promise," Regis explained, sharing his theory with his wife.Amora’s face turned pale. She realized that her mistake had caused everything to spiral out of control. “But Regis … if this really is a trap, what about Grandma? I—”"I’ll count to ten! If you don’t come out, I’ll take it as your agreement to send Old Madam Lysander to the afterlife!" Jack shouted again, his threat loud and clear.Amora’s eyes widened in panic, her mind clouded by fear. She was terrified Diego’s men might actually carry out that threat if she didn’t come out of hiding.But Regis held her hand firmly and shook his head. “Leave everything to me, Amora,” he said, still trying to calm her down."But Regis ...."Sensing what she wanted to say just from her eyes, Regis continued, “
"Aaaahhh!"Amora’s scream echoed through the forest, followed by a rapid burst of gunfire. Birds took to the skies in a frenzy, their alarmed chirps blending with the chaos as they fled their disturbed habitat.Her face went pale. For a moment, Amora thought she was going to die—right then and there. But she didn’t.“Re-Regis, you .…” Her voice cracked, disbelief evident in her eyes. She hadn’t expected Regis to throw himself in front of her, shielding her with his own body.Tears welled up in Amora’s eyes and started to fall. She thought Regis had taken the bullet meant for her—he wasn’t moving at all.But Regis was just in shock. His face was as pale as hers, convinced for a second that Jack had shot him. Yet, he didn’t feel anything aside from a small scratch on his arm.Slowly, Regis let go of Amora. He could see the fear in her hazel eyes, reflecting his own face. But now wasn’t the time for comforting words. His priority was making sure they were safe.As he looked around, Regis
Finally, the taxi Regis was riding in came to a stop near a narrow trail that led into the mountains, surrounded by dense forest. Amora also asked her driver to stop, just a short distance behind the taxi ahead. She pulled out all the cash she had and handed it to the driver.“Sir, if you don’t mind, could you wait here for me? If I’m not back within fifteen minutes, please contact the authorities,” Amora said, her voice tense.The driver gave her a small nod after accepting the money. As soon as she stepped out of the car, the driver pulled out his phone and dialed a number.It didn’t take long for the call to connect, and a deep male voice came through the speaker—it was Alejandro Volker!That’s right—the taxi driver who had been taking Amora around was actually one of Alejandro’s men in disguise: Hank Watts.For the past week, Alejandro had sent Hank to tail Amora, using various disguises to monitor her every move and report back.Today, Hank happened to be undercover as a cab driv
Mark's car had just pulled up at the arrival gate. He glanced at his young master, who was resting his eyes in the backseat.Regis looked exhausted. For the past two nights, he’d been tied up in a series of private meetings with Royal Dragon’s subordinates, carefully planning the strategy to take over the power held by Diego Lorenzo.At this point, Regis and a few of his loyal aides had managed to secure the support of some underlings willing to serve him. However, there were still others who refused, afraid of becoming the target of Diego’s wrath if their plan was ever exposed.“We’ve arrived, Young Master,” Mark said, gently waking his superior.Regis slowly opened his eyes and took a moment to assess his surroundings before stepping out of the car. Standing by the departure entrance, he spotted Albert waiting to greet him.“Have you found Old Madam Lysander yet?” Regis asked bluntly.“Not yet, Young Master. We have no idea where she’s heading. My team and I had to split up to searc
The tension in the Royal Dragon leader’s office was palpable. Everyone’s face had gone pale when Pablo Varon returned with a report that darkened Diego Lorenzo’s expression.“What did you just say?” Diego asked, his tone cold and sharp.“I’m sorry, Boss. I failed to take Miss Lysander with me. The young master showed up and took her away first,” Pablo replied, bowing his head deeply.Diego stood from his chair and approached Pablo. He placed a hand on Pablo’s shoulder and gripped it hard.“How long have you worked for me, Pablo? And you still can’t handle a single woman? Are you trying to disgrace the name of Royal Dragon, huh?” Diego hissed, a cynical smirk curling his lips.Pablo could feel his boss’s rage and disappointment. “I’m truly sorry, Sir. I’m ready to accept any punishment,” he said, dropping to his knees in front of Diego.From the beginning, Pablo had known the risks of letting the young master’s wife go. He never once thought of escaping the consequences.“My ungrateful
“H-How did you find out about this?” Amora mumbled, still feeling dazed.She had tried so hard to hide her pregnancy complications from Regis. She didn’t want his excitement over the baby to waver because of it.“You don’t need to know how I found out,” Regis said firmly. “All you need to know is that I’m never going to let you go, Amora.”His eyes burned with anger at his wife’s deception. But a few seconds later, his gaze softened.Regis took both of Amora’s hands in his and looked at her gently. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he saw the regret in her eyes.He let out a quiet sigh and spoke gently, “I hope you won’t make the same foolish mistake again, Amora. I know my father crossed the line this time. But please, trust me … I’m going to stop him.”Amora’s hazel eyes were still wet with tears. “But how can you stop him, Regis? Grandma’s already been taken to the airport, and .…”Her voice cracked as her sobs took over. Seeing his wife cry, Regis actually smiled.
“Regis, your father actually had a reason for doing all of this.”Amora’s words made Regis frown for a moment, but then he let out a short, dry chuckle.“A reason? What reason could he possibly have other than wanting to control his rebellious son?” Regis scoffed.Just like Amora once had, Regis had no idea about the real reason behind his father’s constant efforts to keep them apart.Seeing the hatred in Regis’s eyes whenever he mentioned Diego Lorenzo, Amora finally decided to share what Diego had once told her.She thought maybe—just maybe—it would help lessen Regis’s hatred toward his father. She could’ve easily kept it to herself, letting Regis continue to resent Diego as payback for everything that man had done to her.But her conscience wouldn’t let her pretend she didn’t know the truth.“Regis … your father did all this out of hatred and revenge toward my dad,” Amora said, leaving Regis completely stunned and confused.“What do you mean, Amora?” Regis asked, his gaze narrowing
Seeing the deep regret on Amora’s face, Regis let out a sharp sigh. He hadn’t meant to scold her. He just wanted her to understand how her actions affected them both.Regis tried to keep his emotions in check, not wanting to lash out. He knew Amora was clearly torn and dealing with a difficult inner conflict.“Haven’t I told you time and time again not to carry everything on your own, Amora?” Regis reminded her gently.Amora didn’t respond. Her head remained lowered until Regis reached out, cupped her chin, and lifted her face so their eyes could meet again.The look in Regis's eyes, which looked shady and sad, made Amora feel both comforted and hurt because she felt guilty for hurting him with the divorce papers she’d filed.“I’m your husband, Amora. Didn’t we agree to face all our struggles together? Can’t you give me just a little time to prove that I can turn this around without asking you to sacrifice everything?” Regis asked, his voice soft but full of emotion.He still believed