INICIAR SESIÓNValentina looked straight at her. “I remember the way you smiled when I drank that tea. You said it was good for the baby. You lied to my face. You murdered my child.”The room fell silent except for the beeping machines.Alejandro ran a hand through his hair. “This can’t be happening. I have my mother fighting for her life upstairs, and now this war between you three.”Amelia stepped closer to him. “Choose, Alejandro. Choose right now. Are you with me, or are you going to keep believing I’m the villain while the real one stands right here?”Katherina looked at him with pleading eyes. “Alejandro, please. You know me. I’m not a killer.”Valentina whispered weakly, “She is. She took everything from me.”Alejandro looked at all three sisters broken, bleeding, and full of hate. His shoulders dropped.“I don’t know who to believe anymore,” he said quietly. “But I can’t do this. Not right now. My mother needs me. Valentina needs rest. And you three… you’re destroying each other.”He turned
HOSPITAL HALLWAY – 30 MINUTES LATERAmelia stood alone in the now-quiet hospital hallway, her back against the cold wall. Her lip was still bleeding from where Katherina had slapped her. She pressed a tissue to it, staring at the floor. The security guards had taken Katherina downstairs, but the echo of their screaming still rang in her ears.Her phone buzzed. Alejandro.She answered immediately, voice shaking. “Alex… you need to come to the hospital right now.”There was a pause on the other end. “What happened? Is it my mother?”“No. It’s Valentina. She lost the baby. And… it’s so much worse than that.”“I’m on my way,” Alejandro said. His voice was tired but concerned. “Don’t do anything stupid until I get there.”Twenty minutes later, Alejandro stormed out of the elevator. He looked exhausted dark circles under his eyes, shirt wrinkled from staying at his mother’s bedside. When he saw Amelia’s swollen lip and tear-stained face, he stopped short.“What the hell happened to you
HOSPITAL HALLWAY – SAME TIMEAmelia stood frozen outside the glass window of Valentina’s room, her hands pressed against the cold surface. Inside, her sister lay motionless in the bed, hooked up to machines that beeped steadily. Valentina’s face was pale and swollen from crying. Amelia’s own hands were shaking so badly she could barely keep them still.The door opened quietly. A nurse stepped out, her face tired and serious.“She’s sedated now,” the nurse said softly. “She’ll sleep for the next few hours. We had to give her something strong. She was hysterical.”Amelia swallowed hard. “What… what happened in there? Why was she screaming?”The nurse hesitated, then lowered her voice. “She kept saying her sister poisoned her. That her sister killed the baby. She screamed the name over and over Katherina. She was throwing things, ripping out her IV. We’ve never seen a patient so… broken and angry at the same time.”Amelia’s face drained of all color. The hallway seemed to tilt. “Kat
VALENTINA’S HOSPITAL ROOM – MORNINGValentina lay completely still in the narrow hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling tiles. Her face was ghostly pale. Her lips were cracked and dry. Her hands rested limp on the stiff white sheets like they belonged to someone else. The room smelled of antiseptic and sadness. A single bouquet of flowers from Amelia sat on the side table, already starting to wilt.Katherina sat right beside her, holding her hand gently, rubbing slow circles with her thumb. Her face was the perfect picture of heartbreak and love.“I lost the baby,” Valentina whispered, her voice hoarse and broken. “I really lost it.”“I know, sweetheart,” Katherina said softly, squeezing her fingers. “I’m so, so sorry. I can’t even imagine how you’re feeling right now.”Valentina’s eyes filled with fresh tears. “I don’t understand. The doctor said everything looked normal at my last scan. My blood work was perfect. I was eating healthy, taking my vitamins… Why did this happe
DOWNTOWN MEDICAL CENTER – EMERGENCY ROOM – 4:00 AMThe ambulance tore through the empty New York streets, sirens screaming like a wounded animal. Inside, Valentina lay strapped to the stretcher, her face ghostly white under the harsh lights. An oxygen mask covered her mouth and nose. An IV dripped fluids into her arm. Machines beeped wildly, warning that her blood pressure was dropping fast.“Stay with us, ma’am!” the paramedic shouted. “Keep your eyes open!”Valentina moaned weakly, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. “My baby… please… save my baby…”In the front seat, Katherina sat with her head in her hands, shoulders shaking as she cried loudly. Tears streamed down her face. To the paramedics, she looked like a devastated big sister. Inside, her heart beat steady and cold.It’s really happening. Finally.The ambulance skidded to a stop outside the emergency entrance. Doors flew open. Nurses and doctors rushed out, shouting orders.“Thirteen-week pregnancy, heavy vaginal
VALENTINA’S BEDROOM – 3:00 AMThe bedroom was wrapped in heavy darkness. Valentina lay curled on her side under soft silk sheets, one protective hand resting on her small baby bump. A gentle smile played on her lips even in sleep. She was dreaming of baby names Isabella for a girl, Matteo for a boy. It didn’t matter which. She just wanted this baby healthy and safe. Nicholas’s child. Their fresh start.Then the pain struck.It came like a hot knife twisting deep inside her womb.Valentina’s eyes flew open. She gasped sharply, sucking in air. Her hand pressed harder against her belly.“It’s nothing,” she whispered to the dark room. “Just cramps. Pregnancy cramps. It’ll pass.”But the second cramp hit harder vicious, tearing. She doubled over, crying out. Sweat broke across her forehead instantly. Her nightgown felt wet. Too wet.She threw the covers off and stumbled toward the bathroom, legs shaking so badly she nearly fell. When she flipped on the light, the sight made her scre
BLACKWOOD INDUSTRIES ~ NEW YORK The conference room on the 42nd floor felt unusually tense. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, papers shuffled, and the quiet murmur of board members filled the space.Alexander Blackwood Damien’s father, the man who had built the company from scratch sat at the he
“Touch me. Fuck me. Anything.”He pumped his fingers slowly, thumb brushing her clit on every stroke. “I’m going to do all of it.”His mouth found her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks as his fingers worked her steadily. She clutched his shoulders, nails digging through his coat. Wet sounds
The door to the study closed behind them, shutting out the noise from the courtyard. The music faded into a dull thump in the distance. Alejandro was still holding her hand. It was warm. Real. On the floor beside them, the separation papers lay scattered, cold and forgotten.Amelia slowly pulled h
ALEJANDRO PENTHOUSE ~ SPAIN The morning sun flooded Alejandro’s bedroom in Seville, turning everything golden. Amelia stirred awake in the huge bed, alone. For a second she forgot where she was the dark carved headboard, the heavy velvet curtains, the faint smell of cedar and cigar smoke. Then i







