LOGINEva sat quietly in the corner of the room, her back resting against the wall, a thick book opened on her lap. The room was neat with soft curtains, polished floors and furniture that looked expensive. Anyone who walked in would think it was a guest room meant for someone important. The book in Eva’s hands was filled with explanations about who she once was before she lost her memories — what she was told. The man who kept her here, the one everyone called Don, had told her that he used to be a friend of her father. According to him, the only way she could remember her past was through pain. Beatings, punishments, discipline. He said it was a necessary process and not cruelty. So far, she had been lucky after so many years. There had been no beating or starving yet. As long as she spoke when spoken to, obeyed instructions and never questioned anything, they wouldn’t touch her. That much she had learned quickly. Silence and obedience were her shields. She lowered her gaze back to th
“What did you find?”“Nothing,” Donald replied as he slid the folder across the desk to Jairo. “Her background is unclear. All I could confirm is her career as an actress. Nothing more.”Jairo flipped through Ann’s file slowly, his expression unreadable. He had ordered the background check to see if she was connected to anyone within his circle or his enemies. Someone from Italy, maybe. But there was nothing. No ties. No familiar names. Nothing that raised suspicion.He shut the folder and pushed it aside when he couldn't find what he wanted. “Forget it. What’s my father planning?”Donald reached for another file but his expression shifted slightly as he did. Jairo noticed it immediately.“Alejandro worked on it. He probably has left it in my office.”Jairo’s brows pulled together. He stared at Donald, who avoided his gaze and scratched the back of his head instead before turning and stepped out of the room.It wasn’t Jairo’s habit to push people to talk about their personal issues, b
Luci stepped back into the hall, letting the noise and movement swallow her. A senior student, overdressed in a sparkling blazer dress was guiding the new students around. Luci had thought she was the one doing too much with her fierce outfit, but clearly she wasn’t alone. There were other girls who looked classy… just not loud like her.Kara had insisted she dress fierce for her first day. Open your mind. See if this is truly what you want, she had said.And now that she was actually here, in the middle of this crowd, all she felt was… loud. Too loud. Like her clothes were screaming even when she stayed silent.She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn’t see the person in front of her until she bumped into them, hard. She winced, rubbing her forehead.“Watch where you’re going,” a sharp voice snapped.Luci lifted her head. A girl in a flashy, body-hugging gown and heels was staring at her like she was dirt on the floor.“You could have made way before bumping into me,” she fired
Kara and Luci finalized their quiet plan, and shortly after, Luci slipped out of her room. Only a few minutes passed before Jairo walked in. “Hey,” she greeted, sitting cross-legged on her bed with her phone in hand, her back resting against the headboard. “Hi,” he replied, already pulling off his shirt. “Eaten?” he sat on the edge of the bed and kicked off his shoes. “Yeah. You?” “No. I’m just tired.” his voice was flat with exhaustion. He shifted closer, and Kara set her phone aside. The moment he lowered his head onto her chest, she wrapped her arms around him and threaded her fingers through his hair. “You should take a shower,” she murmured but he didn’t answer. His eyes were shut, his breathing slow and worn out. He soaked in her warmth and scent as if it were the only thing keeping him grounded. It was obvious how tired he was. She pulled him closer, holding him without another word. “Has the issue been sorted?” she asked softly. “Someone will have to go down before tha
When Salvatore’s eyes landed on Kara, his expression twisted with disgust, then anger.Jairo stepped forward with a cold calm that made the guards tense.“That’s none of your business,” he snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut.He turned his head slightly toward Kara and murmured, low enough for only her to hear, “Go inside.”Kara felt the tension radiating from both men, and something in his tone told her not to delay even a second. She slipped inside the house immediately, though her steps were uneven from how shaken she felt.The moment the door closed behind her, Jairo’s expression turned lethal again. His eyes locked onto Salvatore with a quiet fire simmering beneath them.“There are two ways we could do this,” Salvatore announced, his tone heavy with authority.Jairo didn’t flinch. “I don’t give a fvck about whatever plans you think you’re cooking. I’m not part of your political games, so stay away from my house. Or I report you for trespassing. You choose.”The boldness in his
Today was everyone’s last day at the countryside. The morning felt lighter, as if the place itself knew their time there was almost over. Leo was outside helping Desmond with a few things, while Kara walked around the house searching for him.“Please, I want to see him for a second,” she told Desmond, who simply nodded and stepped aside.Leo came over, wiping his hands on his jeans. “You wanted to see me?”Kara shook her head quickly. “Not really. I just felt like I needed to talk to you. It might take a long time before we see each other again, so… I wanted to say something.”He waited quietly, listening more attentively than she expected, and she almost laughed at how serious he suddenly looked.“It’s about what happened at the river yesterday,” she said. “It’s not true that you made me uncomfortable. I just needed to clear that up.”A smile spread across Leo’s face, soft and relieved. The sun was high enough now that it lit up his features, making him look even more handsome than u







