INICIAR SESIÓNI need to touch base with my lawyers first. Come by tomorrow evening, and we’ll hash this out. And Juan—putting me on the spot? Not cool, Thiago said.Amelia shot Juan a look. He winked back.This guy’s got a death wish, Amelia thought as she grabbed Isabella’s hand and followed Thiago outside.The drive was silent until Isabella piped up. Dad, I get the deal. Diego walked me through the business stuff. In ten years, it’ll all be totally different, don’t stress.When the hell did this kid get so smart? Thiago muttered. Amelia looked pale. She pulled over, jumped out, and puked on the side of the road. Thiago was right behind her.Mi amor, you alright? Too much going on today?Yeah, she leaned into him. I think I might be pregnant.He laughed. Come on, Amelia, all this time? He dialed his phone. Just come back to the house, okay?He stepped out of the room and returned moments later. “Congrats, Thiago. She’s definitely pregnant,” the doctor said.“How far along?” Thiago asked, running
A man pushed through the crowd, his gaze locked on her, a cocky grin plastered across his face. Mid-forties, swagger in his step, he closed the distance.“You took out ten of my guys. Cop?” he said, sizing her up.She turned to face him, gun still in hand. “Do I look like a cop to you?”“Nah, you look like a damn fine meal. Name’s Juan Herrera.”“Amelia Cardenal. My husband’s Thiago. You’ve got my shipment, Mr. Herrera. Let’s work something out.”“Or what, Amelia?”“People are coming for us. This time, we won’t fail. Someone sold us out. My backup never showed.”“Oh, they showed,” Juan smirked. “We intercepted them. Oops. These are my routes. You’re trespassing.”She pressed the gun to his neck. “You think these are yours? You’ve got no idea who you’re messing with. You must be new at this.”He chuckled, raising his hands to signal his men. “You going to kill me, Amelia?”“No, Juan. I just want to go home. My husband’s bleeding out. Please.”“Fine,” he nodded to one of his men. She lo
He dialed. "Diego, where the hell are you?""At school. Why?""Get out, find Isabella, and take her somewhere safe. No questions—just move."Next, he called Oliver. "They never got the shipment, and now they’re threatening Isabella.""Shit," Oliver muttered. "On it. Give me a sec." He checked the GPS. "What the actual fuck?""Where is it, Oliver?""Mexico. Sending the exact location now," Oliver said.He called them back. "Okay, the shipment’s stuck in Mexico. I’m sending coordinates, but our team’s already on it to figure out what’s going on.""Got it. We’ll meet you there." Then they hung up.Amelia shot him a look. "We’re getting too old for this crap."He chuckled. "Tell me about it. I’ve got to go.""I’m coming with you," she said firmly."No way, Amelia. Stay put.""I’ve got your back. This reeks of someone trying to screw you over."He stared at her. "Mi amor, please.""Call the jet, Thiago. And trust my gut. I’ll call my dad to keep an eye on Isabella.""Diego’s already on it,
Thiago tossed her onto the bed, clothes hitting the floor in a blur. Andres clicked the lock, grinning. “Don’t hog her, Thiago,” he said, his mouth trailing up her thigh, drawing out a gasp. Thiago’s hands slid to her breasts, and the room seemed to spin. She couldn’t believe this was real, how could anyone feel this good; with both men she adored tangled around her?“Thiago, I’m seeing double,” she managed, breathless.They both laughed. “God, I’m crazy about her,” Andres muttered, hovering above her. Her fingers brushed his cheek as he kissed her, easing into her with slow, movements. Her other hand reached for Thiago, pulling him closer as their lips met. Her moans grew louder, her fingers trailing down Thiago’s chest, way down feeling his arousal. Everything melted together, then she was on top of Thiago, Andres’ lips tracing her back, her neck, and the world tipped again.Amelia stirred, the room still cloaked in darkness. Her body was draped over Thiago, but the heat pressing ag
Lucas's eyes widened. "Selena?"Amelia lunged forward, but Thiago caught her by the waist."He's your son and you want him dead!" she shouted, her face flushed with anger."Mom," Cristiano stepped between them. "Please. We have guests."Amelia jabbed a finger toward Selena. "This is not over."José cleared his throat. "Cristiano, what are you planning to study?""Finance and technology," Cristiano replied with a forced smile. "Better way to hide the money."Nervous laughter rippled through the room. Andres watched his son, pride mingling with regret. The boy hadn't hesitated to sacrifice his future. All those years away, wasted.Thiago frowned as Amelia reached for another drink, then another. The tension in her shoulders only seemed to grow.When the guests finally departed, Andres took her hand. "Amelia, stop. I understand you're angry...""Don't, Andres," she slurred, swaying on her feet. "Question my..." Her words dissolved into incoherence. Thiago steadied her, then hoisted her o
She blinked awake, Andres’ face coming into focus. Amelia shut her eyes quickly, then opened them again, as if testing the reality of it. She sat up, staring at him like he was a ghost. “You can’t be real. I’m losing my damn mind…”“I’m here, Amelia,” Andres said quietly. “I had to do this. So you and the kids could live in peace.”She slapped him, hard. Then, without hesitation, she pulled him into a crushing hug. “I’m so pissed at you right now. And so goddamn relieved you’re alive. Why, Andres? I’ve been through hell. I’m still in hell.”“Amelia, I love you. But they wouldn’t have stopped until I was dead. I was scared for you. For the kids.”“Who else knows, Andres?”“At first, no one. Your dad figured it out—probably because he pulled the same stunt years ago. Then Thiago found out a couple of years after.”“Of course I’m the last to know,” she snapped, jabbing him in the chest with her finger. But then she kissed him, hard. He held her as she broke down, her hands gripping him l







