LOGINALEJANDRO’S PENTHOUSE — LIVING ROOM — EVENINGThe penthouse was full of activity. Candles flickered around the room, filling the living room with a warm, golden glow.Alejandro sat on the leather sofa with one arm resting along the back. Gabriella sat beside him, one hand resting protectively on her belly. She looked extremely pleased with herself.She wore an elegant ivory silk dress, and her dark hair was perfectly styled.Across from them sat Alejandro’s mother, Marisa, and his sisters, Elena and Serena. Marisa looked elegant in her navy silk dress, while Elena sat beside her with a calm, unreadable expression.Serena, however, wasn’t even trying to hide her annoyance.Gabriella clapped her hands excitedly. “Alright, everyone! We only have three days until the wedding, and there’s still so much to do. I made a list.”Serena rolled her eyes. “Of course you did. I’m surprised you didn’t make a spreadsheet too.”Gabriella’s smile tightened. “I just want everything to be perfect.”“Cle
ALEJANDRO’S PENTHOUSE — LIVING ROOM — EVENINGThe penthouse was full of activity. Candles flickered around the room, filling the living room with a warm, golden glow.Alejandro sat on the leather sofa with one arm resting along the back. Gabriella sat beside him, one hand resting protectively on her belly. She looked extremely pleased with herself.She wore an elegant ivory silk dress, and her dark hair was perfectly styled.Across from them sat Alejandro’s mother, Marisa, and his sisters, Elena and Serena. Marisa looked elegant in her navy silk dress, while Elena sat beside her with a calm, unreadable expression.Serena, however, wasn’t even trying to hide her annoyance.Gabriella clapped her hands excitedly. “Alright, everyone! We only have three days until the wedding, and there’s still so much to do. I made a list.”Serena rolled her eyes. “Of course you did. I’m surprised you didn’t make a spreadsheet too.”Gabriella’s smile tightened. “I just want everything to be perfect.”“Cle
Amelia's heart leaped. "Alejandro! Thank God. I need to talk to you. It's important."Alejandro's voice was flat and cold. "What do you want, Amelia? I don't have time for your games."Amelia's voice cracked. "It's not a game, Alejandro. I'm in the hospital. I lost one of my babies. She was stillborn. But the other one our son he's alive. He's in an incubator. He has a lung infection. He's fighting for his life."Alejandro was silent for a moment. Then he spoke, his voice emotionless. "So you had twins. And one died. And the other is sick. That's unfortunate."Amelia's voice rose. "Unfortunate? That's all you have to say? Our daughter is dead, Alejandro! Our son is fighting for his life! And you're acting like it doesn't even matter?!"Alejandro's voice was cold. "What do you expect me to say, Amelia? You made it very clear that you don't want me in your life. You removed me as Leo's guardian. You told me you never wanted to see me again. So why should I care about this baby?"Amelia'
There was no pleading in her voice this time. It was an order.Dr. Patel finally nodded. “All right. I’ll ask the nurse to bring you a phone.”Amelia sat against the hospital pillows, gripping the phone with both hands. Her fingers were still trembling, but her eyes were filled with determination. She slowly dialed Alejandro’s number, her heart pounding as she waited for him to answer.The phone rang once, then twice, then three times. Amelia’s grip tightened around the phone with every ring, and she was just about to lose patience when someone finally answered.“Hello?”The voice immediately made Amelia’s expression change.It was Gabriella.Amelia’s jaw tightened, and anger flashed across her face. “Gabriella. Put Alejandro on the phone. Now.”There was a brief silence before Gabriella gave a small, mocking laugh. “Amelia. I heard you were in the hospital. How tragic. I suppose losing a baby must be terribly difficult for you.”Amelia’s eyes narrowed. Her voice became cold and cont
ARIANA'S APARTMENT — LIVING ROOM — EVENINGThe walls felt like they were closing in on Ariana. She sat on the sofa, her knees pulled up to her chest, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Her hair was a tangled mess, her face pale and drawn.She had been alone for days. Aiden was with Daniel. Leo was with Damien. And she had no idea how to get them back. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her son's face. She heard his little voice calling out for her. "Mama! Mama!"It was breaking her heart.A knock on the door made her jump. Her heart pounded in her chest. She wasn't expecting anyone. She didn't want to see anyone. She just wanted to be left alone with her pain.But the knock came again, more insistent this time."Who is it?" she called out, her voice hoarse from crying."It's Marco. Please, Ariana. Open the door."Ariana's heart skipped a beat. Marco. The man who had broken up with her over text. The man who had said he couldn't handle her baggage. The man who had walked out of
NEW YORK STATE HOSPITAL — PRIVATE ROOM — AFTERNOONThe hospital room was quiet and bright, with white walls, the steady beep of the machines, and the soft hum of the fluorescent lights. Amelia lay weakly on the bed, her face pale and her lips dry. One hand rested on her stomach, but her stomach was flat now. She had been unconscious for several hours, and the last thing she remembered was the terrible pain, the blood, and Sophia’s cruel face as the other inmates attacked her.Amelia slowly opened her eyes and blinked several times. Her body felt heavy, and every part of her seemed to ache. She looked around the unfamiliar room before her hand immediately moved to her stomach. The moment she realized it was empty, fear rushed through her.“Where’s my baby?” she asked in a weak, hoarse voice. “Please, where’s my baby? Is my baby okay?”The door opened, and a doctor walked into the room. She was a tall woman with kind eyes and a calm expression, carrying a clipboard against her chest.
THE GUERRA GRAND MANSION~ SPAINGabriella stepped into her sunlit bedroom at the family villa outside Madrid. The red dress from last night still draped over a chair, a trophy of her victory. Her skin still tingled from Alejandro’s hands, his desperate kisses, the way he’d lost control. She let he
AMELIA STONE OFFICE ~ STONE INDUSTRIES The door to Amelia’s office opened without a sound. Nicholas Hale stepped in, closing it behind him with a soft click. The room seemed to shift, charged with something unspoken.Amelia stayed in her chair, leaning back with calm, controlled ease. Her usual CE
ALEJANDRO MASTER BEDROOM ~ NEW YORK The phone had been buzzing nonstop.Alejandro walked into the master bedroom, holding it up. “Mi reina, your phone has been ringing non-stop.”Amelia pushed herself up against the pillows, exhausted. “My phone? Are you serious? I thought I had it with me all alo
ALEXANDER MANSION~ NEW YORKAlexander Blackwood stormed through the marble halls of his mansion, his anger practically vibrating through his steps. The maids and staff froze as he passed, their whispers trailing behind him. He reached the Master bedroom, flinging the door open.“Vivian!” he shoute







