Natalie frowned when her door was rudely swung open by none other than her royal bitchness, Sophie."Ever heard of knocking?" She asked fixing the brat a hard glare."What are you doing here?" Sophie asked Dante, ignoring her.Natalie was having none of that but she maintained her composure gritting her teeth."I just came to talk to her, Sophie," Dante replied.Natalie couldn't help but follow his hand movement as he tugged at his hair, looking frustrated."Since when do you talk with the maid in her room with the door closed?"Natalie face-palmed. At this moment she was getting ready to snap."No need to cause any trouble, Sophie," Dante snapped grabbing her wrist."Yes, better take her away!" Natalie snapped angrily."Now she's talking back at me!" Sophie cried glaring at Dante.Natalie rolled her eyes. "Please, stop being dramatic and leave."As if encouraged by an external force, Sophie whirled around and b

Six Years Ago. "Natalie, go get your brother, we have to eat lunch!" Natalie chuckled stepping out from her room to see her mom looking exasperated and glaring daggers at the retreating figure of Noah. "Nat, can't catch me!" He yelled giggling still running towards the shed. She gave her mom a small shrug and headed to the shed at the back of the house where she was sure Noah was hiding. Opening the door to the shed, she grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt. "You little brat!" Then she proceeded to tickle him. "Let me go!" Noah giggled as she continued her ticklish assault on him Just then they heard the crunching of car tires in their driveway. Noah bolted for the garage. "Daddy!" "Noah, wait!" Natalie exclaimed grabbing his wrist and pulling him back.

Consequences be damned! Dante wanted to scream but he knew there would be consequences for every action he took that wasn't justified by his grandfather. He just hadn't expected the consequence so early, he mused as he stepped out of the elevator. He was standing in front of a grand foyer with a golden chandelier. A spiral staircase right in front of him. Two armed guards stood at the edge of the stairs and he massaged his temples, a headache already starting to form. The old man couldn't give him a minute, he just had to call him immediately he arrived home. It's not been up to an hour when he returned home after ending things with Sophie and her family when he received the dreadful call from

Alaric Rodrigo paced up and down in his penthouse his thoughts drifting to a certain young woman. This woman, he mused, would be an obstacle to his plans and he hated obstacles. But why he hadn't ordered for her immediate elimination was what he couldn't fathom. Probably because he hadn't expected anyone to say no to such a huge sum of money. He grabbed his glass and downed his drink in one gulp. The hot whisky went down his throat burning him but hell it felt good as his eyes stung from unshed tears The incessant ringing tone of his phone irritated him and he grabbed the phone. His grandson's name flashed on the screen. "Speak." "What's this I'm hearing about Dante?"

"Natalie!" Natalie chuckled as Chloe ran into the sitting room and straight into her arms. "I missed you, Nat." "I missed you more, baby," Natalie replied caressing her hair. "Is Daddy home yet? He promised we're all going to the beach this evening with Noah." Well, nothing ever escaped her tiny head, Natalie mused quietly. "Nope, he's not here but guess what I'm here and I'm gonna take you." "Oh, you." Chloe gave Sophie a sideways glance and marched up the stairs. "I'm hungry, Nat, and call my dad," she called after he