LOGIN"What?! He offered you marriage for 365 days?! I mean, one person—" Suzie gasped, her voice full of disbelief.
Manuela quickly covered Suzie's mouth, glancing nervously towards the office door. "Lower your voice! If anyone hears you, your salary's getting docked," she hissed, removing her hand and leaning back in her chair. "Sorry, I'm just shocked. It's unbelievable that Mr. Urquio came here to propose marriage. So, what did you say?" Suzie asked, her curiosity barely contained. "You're such a gossip, Suzie." "Gossip? I'm just curious!" Manuela sighed, still grappling with the revelations of the previous day: her father's six-million-peso debt and Uno's shocking offer. She wondered if her father had known the true nature of the man he'd borrowed from—a mafia boss—to fund his dream business. "Aren't you going to tell me anything, Manuela?" Suzie pressed, her impatience growing. "Of course, I didn't answer immediately. Marriage isn't something to be taken lightly." "So, why did he propose? Maybe he's known you for a while and secretly has feelings for you—" "—Stop it, Suzie. That's pure fantasy," Manuela interrupted, cutting off Suzie's fanciful speculations. "Then why did he propose? Did he just suddenly decide he wants a wife, and specifically you? Did he even know you?" "He knew my father. He proposed a 365-day marriage to settle my father's massive debt to him," Manuela explained, causing Suzie's eyes to widen in astonishment. "What?! Seriously?! Your dad owed him that much?" "Suzie, try to keep your voice down," Manuela cautioned, as Suzie instinctively covered her mouth. "Leave me alone for a bit, Suzie, and please, keep this confidential." "I'm not a gossip. This is safe with me. Want some coffee?" "No coffee for now. I'm already on edge." Manuela joked, and Suzie laughed softly before leaving. Alone, Manuela stared at the ceiling. "How did you even know that man, Dad? Did you know he was a mafia boss?" she whispered, her voice thick with a mix of anger and grief. Uno had given her a week to decide, but she knew there was only one viable option. Refusal meant she couldn't pay her father's debt, putting both her and Lucas at risk. Agreement, however, meant dragging her brother into Uno's dangerous world. "I don't know what to think. Either way, my peaceful life with Lucas is over, regardless of my decision," she sighed, the weight of the situation pressing down on her. "Wife of a mafia boss for 365 days...no matter how I look at it, it's trouble. He's a mafia boss; they're criminals, operating outside the law, wielding power and wealth. People like that are dangerous, especially with enemies. My brother and I would be risking our lives, but what choice do I have? I feel like I have to say yes," she murmured, feeling utterly helpless. After work, Manuela left early, giving Suzie instructions and a playful "zip it" gesture. The drive home was filled with Uno's ultimatum. "You're home early," Susan greeted her, watching Lucas. "I wanted to come home early. How's Lucas?" "He's in the living room, watching TV. Dinner's ready." "Thank you, Susan." "I'll be going now." Manuela entered the house and found Lucas engrossed in a science program. Unlike other children his age, he preferred educational shows to cartoons. "I'm home," she said, sitting beside him. "How was school?" "Good," Lucas replied, eyes glued to the screen. "I'll change, then we can eat—" Manuela began, but a knock interrupted her. It was only 5 PM. She had no idea who it could be. Opening the door, she found Peter standing there. "Peter? What are you doing here?" "I heard from Suzie that you left early, so I came to ask you out to dinner, with Lucas, of course," Peter said, undeterred by her previous rejections. "Thanks, Peter, but Susan already made dinner, and I have a lot to do." "You've rejected me several times, Manuela, but I told you I wouldn't give up unless you introduce me to a boyfriend. It's my birthday next week; I hope you'll accept my invitation. Say hi to Lucas for me," Peter said before leaving, his persistence unwavering. Manuela couldn't deny Peter's kindness; he might be boyfriend material for others, but she could only offer friendship. Besides, she had bigger things to worry about. Closing the door, she returned to Lucas. "He's creepy for forcing himself on you, he's bothering you?" Lucas observed, looking up from his show. "What do you know about 'creepy,' Lucas?" Manuela asked, amused. "Creepy means something that gives you an uneasy or unsettling feeling, often because it's strange, mysterious, or threatening," Lucas replied innocently. "Where did you learn that?" "I'm hungry," Lucas said, smiling. Manuela stood up. "I'll get dinner ready." She paused, looking back at Lucas. "Lucas, what if I suddenly got married? Would that be okay?" "Yes, but if you get married, make sure he loves you like Dad loved Mom," Lucas replied. Manuela smiled and went to the kitchen. "I still have a week to prepare, but whatever I do, I'll have to consider Mr. Urquio's offer. I know getting involved with someone like him is dangerous for me and Lucas, but I have no choice. I need to be his wife for 365 days to pay my father's debt," she murmured, taking a deep breath. "It's only 365 days, a year. I can endure it. But behind that contract, to pay my father's debt to that dangerous man, we'll be lying to his grandfather. Isn't that even more dangerous if we get caught?" she added, turning to see Lucas entering the kitchen. "I'll set the table." "We have a family activity at school this Friday; they need a mom and a dad. I told the teacher I don't have parents, so she said an older sibling can go instead. Will you come?" Lucas announced. "Of course, I'll go to your school event. We'll win all the games!" Manuela declared, noticing Lucas sigh. "Oh? Why the sigh?" "We can't win all the games. Most need a dad. I don't have one, and you don't have a boyfriend to take his place. How can we play?" Lucas explained. "Then we'll win all the games that don't require a dad," Manuela said, smiling. Lucas nodded and left the kitchen. "Is my brother really only seven?" Manuela chuckled, preparing their dinner. The next morning, Manuela took Lucas to school. Susan would be there later, so she left instructions with Lucas. After school, Manuela went straight to IFC. Her employees greeted her warmly, and she returned their smiles. Before she could sit down in her office, Suzie entered. "Good morning, boss!" "Good morning, Suzie. What's my schedule today?" "You have some applicants to interview for production, and then a visit to JJ Lumbers to discuss them becoming suppliers for non-mahogany furniture. That's it." Suzie replied, while Manuela organized her files. "My schedule's not too hectic today. I can pick up Lucas from school and take him out." "Actually, Manuela, I don't know how to tell you this, but after JJ Lumbers, you have another appointment." Suzie said hesitantly. "Another one? I thought the JJ Lumbers visit was the last one." "I don't know how to say this, but it's really your last appointment." Suzie said, wringing her hands. "What appointment is it?" "Mr. Urquio scheduled a luncheon with you. I couldn't decline; he said it was urgent." "What? Did he forget something yesterday? My week hasn't even started yet!" Manuela complained, annoyed at the prospect of another encounter with Uno. "I'm sorry, Manuela. He went through the proper channels, so I couldn't refuse." "Don't apologize; you did your job. Just assist the applicants later," Manuela said, and Suzie nodded before leaving. "What does that mafia boss want now? Did he miss something yesterday?" Manuela muttered, already dreading her upcoming luncheon. "Do I really have to meet him? Aish!" she sighed, pushing aside her personal problems to focus on work.After HOURS of travel, Manuela and Uno arrived at a pier, a place Manuela vaguely remembered visiting before. She had long since stopped questioning Uno about their journey, realizing he wouldn't give her a straight answer.She was confused by him. Ever since he had been shot, his treatment of her had changed, yet she didn't want to get used to it, afraid of being hurt in the end.Night was falling, and Manuela still had no idea what Uno was planning, or why they were suddenly going to Isla Paraiso."What exactly are we going to do at Isla Paraiso? Why that place? Do I have bad memories there?" Manuela asked as Uno took her hand and led her onto the pier."We need some fucking privacy, wife.""Privacy for what?" Manuela asked, her brow furrowed in confusion."You'll see later.""S-Should I be worried?" Manuela asked, making Uno smile slightly."Maybe, or you should feel excited.""Why? You're making me nervous, Uno. You're not planning to sell me on Isla Paraiso, r-right?" Manuela ask
The evening shadows were lengthening, but Manuela remained restless, pacing back and forth in her and Uno's room. The call she'd received earlier was a complete puzzle, and when she tried to call back, her calls wouldn't go through.Manuela couldn't decide if she should believe the caller's words. The woman had clearly implied that Uno was involved in the accident that killed her parents. It confused her, yet a part of her heart refused to believe it."Could what that person said be true? Was Uno really involved in Dad's death? Was it…not an accident?" Manuela asked herself."Does that mean he planned to approach me because he did something to my parents?" Manuela wondered, quickly shaking her head, stopping her pacing."I shouldn't conclude any of that. I shouldn't easily believe a call from someone I don't know or who didn't identify themselves. But what if there's truth to what she said? What should I do?" Manuela asked, hearing the door open and seeing Uno enter."What are you doi
"Oh, you're back. I thought you'd already gone back to your condo."Damon turned to see Valix descending the staircase. Damon was simply sitting and drinking whiskey."Don't worry, I'll be heading back to my condo soon.""So, where have you been? I thought you were limiting your time outside so Urquio wouldn't find you…" Valix said, settling onto the sofa across from Damon."I am limiting myself, but I'd die of boredom in your house. I went to the park for some air. I made it back to your place, so that means I'm fucking safe. Anyway, how did your conversation with Urquio go?" Damon asked, changing the subject, which made Valix smirk."Curious?""Of course, he's my enemy.""Well, he just threatened me to stay away from his wife. I think Urquio has developed real feelings towards his contract wife. His warning to me speaks volumes, all the more reason for me to get Manuela," Valix stated, causing Damon to frown."Urquio has feelings for his contract wife?""That's what I saw in his eye
“I’m sure he’ll only warn you,” Damon said after Valix hung up. “Even if their marriage is just a contract, my half-brother is incredibly territorial. Just don’t let him discover who you really are—be careful around him.”“I can’t figure out what Zamora is thinking,” Damon muttered, sitting rigid on a long park bench. “I wonder how Kuya—I mean, how Urquio will handle that psycho.”He wore nothing but a black leather jacket and cap, having slipped out of Valix’s house out of sheer boredom. The park was his chosen spot to clear his head—he knew Uno’s men were probably searching for him by now, especially after Helia had pointed them in his direction and claimed he’d ordered her to kill Uno. But dying of boredom felt worse than running from danger.“I wouldn’t be hiding like this if I hadn’t agreed to Zamora’s plan,” he said, leaning back against the bench and gazing up at the sky. “It was his scheme to begin with, but I took the bait and used Helia for my own ends.”FLASHBACK“What did
THE NEXT MORNINGManuela decided to leave her room and head to the garden, unwilling to spend another moment bored inside her quarters. She was alone in the manor save for Uno’s staff—an emergency had arisen at La Corrs, requiring her husband’s immediate presence. Lucas had already left earlier, dropped off by Don Victorino.Though Manuela felt well enough to return to her office, Uno had refused to allow it. With no choice but to comply, she’d resigned herself to his wishes.“It’s okay, Manuela,” she murmured to herself as she settled onto a swing in Uno’s garden. “Rest is what you need to get better fast.”Her thoughts drifted to the kiss she and Uno had shared the night before, leaving her wondering why he’d suddenly grown so tender toward her. Part of her wanted to cling to Suzie’s encouraging words, but fear of heartbreak held her back. For now, regardless of whether his change of heart stemmed from guilt or gratitude, she resolved to cherish every moment he treated her with kind
“Huh? Why on earth are you confused about Mr. Urquio?!” Suzie blurted out, lightly smacking Manuela’s arm. “Keep your voice down—he might hear you!” Manuela chided, and Suzie adjusted her position on the edge of the bed. They were in Manuela’s room at the manor. She’d been discharged from the hospital earlier that afternoon, but the doctor had ordered strict bed rest until she made a full recovery. Suzie had come straight to visit, and they were chatting while Uno, Don Victorino, and Lucas watched car racing downstairs. “How would he hear us when he’s in the living room? Besides, he knows I’m here—he’s giving us privacy.” Suzie said, patting Manuela’s thigh. “So tell me—why are you so confused about him? Spill it, my friend.” “Ever since I got shot… it’s like he’s changed. I feel like I’m with a different Uno.” Manuela replied, and Suzie raised an eyebrow. “Huh? Wait, explain that. How can you tell he’s changed?” “He’s been taking care of me—something he never did before…” “We







