Margarita’s eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for Aslan. After their conversation, he had left the house. It was the middle of the night when Aslan stumbled out of his car, clearly under the influence of alcohol. His heavy footsteps led him to the entrance of the door. As he raised his hand to knock, the door swung open, revealing Margarita’s face, a source of solace he didn’t consciously seek. Observing his disheveled appearance, her gray eyes flickered with concern as she offered the support he didn’t ask for. “What are you doing out so late?” Aslan questioned, scanning the dark room with a bewildered look. “Shhh... you’ll wake everyone up,” Margarita hushed him, disregarding his question and guiding his hand to rest on her shoulder. “I asked you a question. What were you doing out so late? Waiting for your lover to...” Aslan’s words trailed off, unable to complete the accusatory thought as he met Margarita’s innocent gaze, ready to embrace whatever he was willing to give

Aslan's hands trembled slightly as he cradled Margarita's face in his palms, his eyes searching hers for answers. Concern etched deep lines on his forehead as he gently brushed away a strand of hair that clung to her damp forehead. The moonlight glimmers on her skin as she tries to stir up and lean on her own strength. "Don't," he muttered in her ears and let her settle on his chest. His heart was still burning with revenge, and if he could gift those bastards more deaths, this might extinguish the pain he was feeling at that moment. As soon as the driver killed the engine, Aslan scooped her in his arms and headed towards the entrance. Capo and Ramona stood there watching him, bringing her back. "Is she okay?" Capo questioned, watching his son popping with concern lines on his forehead. "I have to check." he chose not to attend his dad's questioning and stepped inside to call the maid. "I need hot water in my room in two minutes," He headed towards his room and placed her in th

Margi sat alone in her room, enveloped in a sea of thoughts and emotions. Her life had transformed into a stormy roller coaster ride filled with unexpected twists and turns. The loss of Ethan had shattered her world, leaving her broken and vulnerable. And then, in the midst of her pain, she found herself falling in love with Samson.But as she looked down at her wedding ring, a symbol of their union, she couldn’t help but question the enigma that was her husband. He was a man of contradictions, showing her the darkest shades of his soul while simultaneously becoming a protector who shielded her from harm. It was as if he transformed into a different person when trouble arose, a devil who would stop at nothing to keep her safe.Yet, in the midst of this contradiction, Margi yearned for a deeper connection with him. A week had passed without a single call from him, and her attempts to reach out were met with silence. The distance between them grew, and she couldn’t help but feel a sense

“But that doesn’t absolve him of his role in my brother’s death,” Mateo seethed angrily, covering the distance between them in two long strides. He didn’t realize he had raised his hand to slap her until Laila yelled his name, snapping him back to his senses.“Mateo,” Laila intervened, trying to diffuse the escalating tension.His hand clenched into a fist, and he unleashed his fury on a glass decor placed nearby, shattering it into bits and pieces. His snarl revealed the rage burning inside him, and his knuckles turned red as blood oozed from the wounds.“Margi,” Laila gently pulled her away from his aura, sensing the danger of his unchecked anger.“Leave her; I need to talk to her,” Mateo demanded, his voice firm with frustration.Margi unwrapped Laila’s fingers from her forearms and turned to face her brother. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she steeled herself to confront him.“I heard people do stupid things when they’re in love, but I never knew they started lying to their fami

Margi and Aslan arrived in the States, and they both felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. Margi was cautious, knowing they were stepping into dangerous territory to uncover the truth. Her mind continued to wander about this unknown thread, wanting to hurt her family for the last thirty years. This strange revelation was troubling her, and it was hard to trust the surrounding people. What could be the reason for someone to burn themselves for thirty years to avenge?Aslan, on the other hand, was determined to make things right and find redemption for his past actions. Till now, he did things according to Master and followed his game plan to satisfy his hatred, but now everything changed when he believed she could be the one he could rely on. A leap of faith, he wants to try to find the ground for his life.Mateo’s warning words affected him, and this time, he wanted to prove himself better than anyone else.His hand interviewed her as he saw she was looking out and lost in her tho