Mag-log inDANIEL BLACKWOOD MANSION ~ NEW YORK CITYMarco’s face went pale, but he quickly shook his head. “I didn’t.”Daniel’s eyes narrowed. “You didn’t?”“No, boss.” Marco swallowed hard and forced himself to remain calm. “I swear I didn’t sleep with Ariana. I only did what you asked me to do. I got close to her, gained her trust, and made her believe I cared about her. That’s all.”Daniel studied him in silence.Marco continued quickly, sensing that he needed to convince him before the situation became worse.“She was vulnerable, boss. She had just gone through the divorce, and she trusted me because I was there for her. But I never crossed that line. I wouldn’t do that to you.”Daniel’s expression remained strangely calm. “Is that what you’re going with?”Marco nodded. “Yes.”Daniel gave a quiet laugh. It wasn’t a friendly laugh.It was the kind that made Marco’s stomach tighten.“You really want to stand there and lie to my face?”Marco’s heart began pounding. “I’m not lying.”Daniel rea
Daniel picked up on the third ring, sounding half-asleep. Valerie could hear the clinking of a spoon against a bowl in the background.“Please tell me you’re calling with good news and not another crisis.”Valerie hurried down the hallway, clutching her tablet. “Define ‘good.’”Daniel sighed as he mixed his cereal and milk together. “Val, it’s seven PM. I was about to eat. Can I at least finish my dinner before you ruin my evening?”“You can eat while you listen.”“I am eating while listening.”“Good. Multitasking. Very impressive.”Daniel took another spoonful of cereal. “So, what did you find?”“I ran a background check on Richard.”Daniel stopped chewing.There was a brief silence before he swallowed.“And?”Valerie slowed her steps, a smile spreading across her face.“You’re not going to believe this.”Daniel stirred his cereal again. “Considering the amount of trouble you usually bring me, I’m already preparing myself.”“Richard isn’t his real name.”The spoon stopped halfway to
MIGUEL FAVINO BASEMENT ~ OUTSIDE NEW YORK CITY Miguel turned around. “Someone she already trusts.”Enzo immediately caught on. “Ariana.”Miguel nodded. “Exactly. Amelia trusts Ariana more than anyone.”Lucas folded his arms. “That’s great and all, but Ariana isn’t a lawyer. Unless she secretly went to law school while we weren’t looking, I don’t see how she’s helping with the trial.”“I know,” Miguel said, giving him a look. “I’m not asking her to handle the case.”He walked back toward the table and leaned against it.“I want Ariana to talk to Amelia. I want her to convince Amelia to give Valerie a chance.”Valerie frowned. “You want me to meet Ariana?”“No.”Valerie blinked. “Then why did you say that like I was supposed to understand?”“I want Ariana to talk to Amelia first.”Valerie still looked uncertain. “But I’ve never even met Ariana. What if Amelia thinks this is some kind of setup? She could easily think Ariana is working for you.”“Then we don’t make Ariana show up with yo
ARIANA'S APARTMENT – 9:00 AMThe apartment was quiet now. The kind of silence that felt heavy and suffocating.Ariana sat on Marco's lap, her body still trembling from crying. Her face was buried in his chest. Her tears had soaked through his shirt. She looked broken, Completely and utterly broken.Marco held her tightly, his arms wrapped around her, his hand gently stroking her hair."Shh," he whispered. "It's going to be okay. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."Ariana's voice was muffled against his chest. "How do you know? How do you know everything is going to be okay?"Marco kissed the top of her head. "Because I'll make sure of it. I'll do whatever it takes to help you get Aiden back. I promise."Ariana looked up at him. Her eyes were red and swollen. Her face was pale. But there was a flicker of hope in her eyes."You really mean that?" she asked softly.Marco smiled gently. "I really do. I care about you, Ariana. More than you know."Ariana sniffled. "I care about you too, Ma
ARIANA FLORES APARTMENT ~ NEW YORK CITYThe tension in the room was suffocating. Ariana's chest heaved as she stood her ground, her hands trembling at her sides."Ariana," Marco said gently, reaching for her arm. "Calm down. Let's just—""Don't tell me to calm down!" She yanked her arm away, her voice cracking with desperation. "They're trying to take my baby! My son! And you all think I'm some kind of monster?"Daniel laughed again, the sound cruel and dismissive. "See? This is what I've been dealing with. She's uncontrollable. She's violent. She's—""Shut up!" Ariana screamed. Her eyes were wild, tears streaming down her face, mascara staining her cheeks. "You're a liar! You cheated on me with three different women! You made one of them get rid of your baby because you didn't want the scandal! And now you think you can just take my son like he's some kind of prize? Over my dead body!"She lunged toward Daniel, her fingers reaching for Aiden, who was crying hysterically in his fat
Gabriella stood in the middle of the lobby, her phone clutched in her hands. Her face was pale. Her heart was pounding.Sofia grabbed her arm. "Gabriella, snap out of it! He's going to be here any minute. You need to pull yourself together."Gabriella's voice was barely a whisper. "I can't do this. I can't face him. He's going to know. He's going to see right through me."Sofia shook her firmly. "Listen to me. You are Gabriella Guerra. You have been lying to people your whole life. You are a master manipulator. You can do this."Gabriella took a shaky breath. "You're right. You're right. I can do this. I just need to think."Sofia nodded. "Okay. So what's the plan? What are you going to tell him?"Gabriella's mind raced. "I'll tell him I'm feeling sick. I'll tell him I don't feel well enough to go to the clinic today. That'll buy me some time."Sofia nodded. "Good. That's good. And then what?"Gabriella's eyes narrowed with determination. "And then I find a doctor who will fake the re
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
BLACKWOOD INDUSTRIES ~ NEW YORK Katherina slipped Nicholas Hale’s card into her folder and closed it.Control. That was the word. And that was what she needed to hold on to.She straightened her blazer, smoothed her face, and returned to her desk as if nothing had happened. As if the air in the ro







