MasukGabriella ran across the tarmac, her bare feet slapping against the cold concrete. Her lungs burned, and her legs were beginning to ache, but she refused to stop. She had to get away before the police caught her.Ahead, she spotted another private jet. It was smaller than the one she had arrived in, and she had no idea who owned it. She didn’t care. All she needed was a way out.When she reached the jet, she saw that the stairs were already down. The engines were off, and a man in a suit stood near the bottom of the stairs, talking on his phone.Gabriella didn’t hesitate. She shoved him hard.The man stumbled backward and fell onto the tarmac, his phone flying from his hand. “Hey! What the hell are you doing?” he shouted.Gabriella ignored him and rushed up the stairs. She burst into the cabin and headed straight for the cockpit.The pilot, a middle-aged man with gray hair, turned around with a confused look on his face. “Start the plane!” Gabriella screamed. “Start it now!”The pilot
Judge Holloway interrupted. “No, Ms. Castillo. I have already given her a warning. I will not allow this courtroom to turn into a fight.”One of the officers pulled out a pair of handcuffs and stepped toward Ariana. Ariana immediately shook her head. “You’re seriously going to handcuff me because that liar provoked me?”Judge Holloway gave her a firm look. “I am handcuffing you because you attacked a witness in my courtroom. I warned you to control yourself, and you ignored me.”Ariana clenched her fists, fighting back more tears. “But he lied about me!”“And you will have the opportunity to prove that through your lawyer,” Judge Holloway replied firmly. “You will not prove it with your fists.”Ariana remained silent, but her eyes stayed fixed on Marco.Marco gave her another small, mocking smile.Elena noticed it immediately and turned toward him. “Stop smiling, you pathetic idiot, before I give the judge another reason to remove someone from this courtroom.”Marco’s smile disappeare
Elena noticed it the amused expression in his eyes too. She leaned toward Ariana and quietly warned, “Ariana, sit down. Whatever he is planning, don’t give him exactly the reaction he wants.”Ariana slowly sat back, but she kept staring at Marco.Judge Holloway looked at Marco. “Mr. Rivera, you may answer when counsel questions you. Until then, remain silent.”Marco nodded.Mr. Sterling turned toward him with a faint smile.“Mr. Rivera, let’s begin.”Mr. Sterling turned toward Marco. “Mr. Rivera, are you and Ms. Flores still in a relationship?”Marco leaned back slightly in the witness chair and glanced at Ariana. There was no warmth in his eyes anymore. His expression was cold, almost amused.“No. We are not.”Ariana stared at him. “Marco, what are you doing?”Marco ignored her.Mr. Sterling nodded. “When did the relationship end?”“Recently,” Marco replied. “I broke up with her after I discovered the kind of woman she really is.”Ariana’s face tightened. “What the hell is that suppos
Miguel walked into the room. He didn't look at Valeria. He didn't look at Daniel. He only looked at Enzo. "What the fuck did you do to Amelia?" Miguel asked.Enzo backed away. "Miguel, I can explain—""I just came back from a business meeting in Sicily only to find out that she lost one of her babies," Miguel interrupted. "And the other is in an incubator, fighting for his life."He stepped closer to Enzo. "Was that part of the plan?"Enzo shook his head frantically. "No. No, I swear. I didn't know I didn't know the drug would—""The drug?" Miguel repeated. His voice was ice. "What drug?"Enzo's face went pale. He looked at Valeria for help. But Valeria was frozen.Miguel grabbed Enzo by the throat and slammed him against the wall. "WHAT DRUG?" Miguel shouted.Enzo choked and struggled to speak through his tears. “MP. It was MP. I gave it to the prison guard, and she injected it into Amelia’s food. I swear, I didn’t know what it really was.”Miguel’s eyes narrowed. “Then what did you
Judge Holloway announced, looking over the courtroom. “Court is now in session,The case of Flores versus Blackwood, regarding custody of the minor child, Aiden Blackwood. Mr. Sterling, you may proceed.”Mr. Sterling stood and walked toward the center of the courtroom. He adjusted his suit before turning toward the judge, his expression calm and professional. “Your Honor, we are here today because Ariana Flores is an unfit mother. She abandoned her son and left him in the care of a nanny who smokes. While her two-year-old child was at home, she went out clubbing with a man she had barely known. She has shown reckless judgment, and we believe she is not capable of providing the stable environment this child needs.”Ariana’s face immediately went pale. Her hands trembled as she reached for Elena’s arm. “That’s not true,” she whispered desperately. “Elena, that’s not what happened.”Elena slowly pulled her arm away and gave her a warning look. “Stop panicking,” she muttered. “Let me do my
VALERIA'S OFFICE – CONFERENCE ROOM – 9:00 AMThe office was modern and sleek. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the Manhattan skyline. Valeria sat at the head of the table. Her hair was pulled back. Her suit was sharp. She was ready for battle."Okay," Valeria said, opening a file. "Let's review where we stand. The DA is reviewing the evidence we submitted. If they agree, we file a motion to vacate Amelia's conviction. We need to be prepared for every possible scenario."Daniel nodded. "The recording is our strongest piece of evidence. Marisa admitted to planning the poisoning. Gabriella admitted to framing Amelia. That's huge."Sarah leaned forward, her expression thoughtful. “What about Clara’s testimony? Is it solid enough?”Valeria nodded. “Yes. Clara has agreed to testify in person. She’s currently in witness protection, but she’s willing to come forward when the time comes. Her testimony, combined with the recording, should give us enough evidence to go after Gabriella and Mar
MANHATTAN FAMILY COURT ~The courtroom was quiet, except for the soft hum of the air conditioner.Katherina sat at the long wooden table, her hands trembling as she stared at the papers in front of her. Jessica sat beside her, pretending to dab her tears with a tissue. Across the room, little Mira
“Two days ago. Daniel and I were talking about the party, and we realized—why wait? We love each other. We have a son together. We want to be a family. So we’re doing it now.” Ariana twisted her hands together. “Are you mad?”“Mad? Are you kidding?” Amelia rushed forward and hugged her best friend
Alejandro stood on the sidewalk outside Amelia’s towering apartment building. The crisp New York morning air did nothing to clear the fog in his head. His duffel bag felt like a brick in his hand, heavy with the few clothes he’d grabbed in a rush.Suddenly, cameras clicked around him. Paparazzi app
“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






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