로그인Sophia couldn't look away from the body.Rebecca's eyes were wide open. Staring right at her.She knows, Sophia thought. She's blaming me from beyond the grave.Her chest tightened. She couldn't breathe.Rebecca had been useful—a loyal soldier who did all the nasty things Sophia couldn't be caught doing. But now Rebecca was dead. And all those buried secrets? They were about to dig their way back up.Sophia hugged herself. The night air felt like ice.For the first time in years, she wasn't scared of getting caught. She was scared of something worse.Who did this?Names exploded in her head like fireworks."Alejandro?" she whispered to herself. "Did he find out what I did to Amelia?"She shook her head."Or someone else? Someone who's been watching me? Waiting?"Her legs wobbled. She grabbed the railing for support."I need to get inside," she muttered. "Talk to Damien. Before the cops show up. Before—"WEE-OOO! WEE-OOO!Sophia's blood ran cold.Red and blue lights flashed across the
LANGSTON MANSION – INSIDE – NEW YORK CITYThe front door flew open with a loud bang.Damien stormed into the mansion, his face dark with anger. His expensive dress shoes struck the marble floor with hard, heavy steps that echoed through the house.His hands wouldn’t stop shaking.No matter how hard he tried, he could still smell it.Blood.Death.That horrible smell from the box refused to leave him.“Damn it!”He ripped off his suit jacket and threw it across the room. It landed on the polished floor in a crumpled heap, but he didn’t even look at it.His chest rose and fell with every angry breath.“Marcus!” he roared.His voice echoed through the mansion. “Marcus! Get in here. Now!”Within seconds, Marcus hurried into the foyer.The head bodyguard looked almost as shaken as Damien. His face had lost its color, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Even now, the horrifying scene outside the gate replayed in his mind.He swallowed hard.“Yes, sir,” he said, trying to keep hi
Amelia let out a broken laugh. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at him.“You love me?” she asked, shaking her head. “You actually have the nerve to stand there and tell me you love me?”Her voice rose with every word. “Where were you, Alejandro?”He opened his mouth, but she didn’t let him speak.“Where were you when the police arrested me? Where were you when they dragged me away from our son?”Another tear rolled down her cheek.“Where were you when I spent three months locked up in that prison? Alone. Scared. Crying myself to sleep every night.”Alejandro’s eyes filled with guilt. “Amelia… I didn’t know.”“You didn’t know?” she repeated bitterly.“I swear. I didn’t know where they had taken you.” His voice cracked. “Gabriella told me you had been transferred to another prison. She told me you refused to see me. She said you wanted nothing to do with me.”He shook his head. “She lied to me, Amelia. She lied about everything.”Amelia laughed again, but there was no humor i
WENT-WORTH CORRECTIONAL CENTER — AMELIA’S CELL — AFTERNOONAmelia sat on the edge of her bunk, one hand resting on her growing stomach.The cell was quiet except for the distant sounds of doors slamming and inmates talking somewhere down the corridor.She stared at the gray wall in front of her.Another day.Another endless afternoon.She had spent hours trying not to think about everything she had lost.Then heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway.A moment later, keys rattled against the bars. A correctional officer stopped outside her cell “Amelia stone.”Amelia didn’t bother looking up. “What now?”“You have a visitor.”She rolled her eyes. “Good for them.”The guard frowned. “Your husband is here to see you.”That made her laugh. A cold, bitter laugh.Slowly, she lifted her head. “My husband?”The words dripped with sarcasm. “Last time I checked, I don’t have a husband anymore.”The guard remained silent.Amelia shook her head and leaned back against the wall.“So whoever is
Her voice shook with frustration.“I blocked everything, Sophia. Every letter. Every prison update. Every phone call. For five weeks, I made sure nothing about that trial got anywhere near this house.”She threw her hands into the air. “Five weeks.”Sophia stayed quiet.“And then what happens?” Gabriella continued. “He turns on the television on a random Tuesday evening, and there she is.”She swallowed hard.“Pregnant. Standing there for the whole world to see.”Gabriella shook her head. “Right there on the six o’clock news.”The room fell silent.“He completely lost it,” Gabriella said.She rubbed her forehead and imitated Alejandro’s panicked voice.“‘Oh my God, she’s pregnant. She’s suffering in prison. I need to see her.’”There was no mockery in her tone, Only exhaustion.“And then he called Elena.”Sophia frowned. “He called her?”Gabriella nodded. “He told her to drop the charges.”Sophia’s eyes widened. “Wait. He called Elena himself?”“Right in front of me,” Gabriella said.
"Everything was a mistake," Alejandro said. "I was manipulated. we were all manipulated. Someone wanted Amelia gone. Someone wanted me angry. And I fell for it like a fool."Gabriella wanted to scream. She wanted to throw the hot pasta at his face. She wanted to tell him that she was the one who manipulated everything. That she paid for the witnesses. That she forged the signature. She could have told him the truth.She could have told him that she was the reason Amelia was sitting in prison.She could have told him everything.But she didn’t.Instead, she walked over to him and gently straightened his collar.“Go,” she said softly.Alejandro looked at her.“Go see your wife. Go see your baby.”A faint smile appeared on her face. “I’ll be here when you get back.”For a moment, he looked grateful.Then he nodded. “Thank you Gabi.”Gabriella stepped back and watched him pick up his phone.He searched through his contacts until he found the name he wanted.A second later, he pressed
Alexander didn't hesitate, freeing himself from the confines of his pants and pushing into her in one hard thrust. They both groaned at the sensation, his thick length stretching her perfectly."Fuck," he panted, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. "You feel incredible.""So do
Katherina chuckled softly. “Oh, I’m counting on it. I like my alliances… spicy.”Vivian’s glare sharpened. “Get out.”Katherina picked up her handbag, but not before tapping the desk lightly with her fingers. “I’ll expect my new contract on Monday. And the car keys.”She walked to the door, then lo
THE GRAND FAVINO MANSION ~ SPAINThe moment Amelia stepped into the grand Favino mansion, her stomach flipped. The place screamed wealth and power, and she could practically feel judgment pressing down on her. The floors gleamed under the chandelier’s golden light, and distant voices murmured some
Vivian to Jeff: HE’S COMING. RIGHT NOW.She stared at the screen, waiting for the three dots that meant Jeff was replying.Nothing.She typed again. Vivian: JEFF. ANSWER ME.Still nothing.---SERVER ROOM HALLWAYJeff’s phone buzzed twice in his pocket, the vibrations frantic against his leg. He ig







