This chapter contains scenes of violence, sexual content, and torture. Please skip it if it makes you uncomfortable, it does not contain any major plot.***Couldn't keep staring at Martina's piercing eyes anymore, the man, with a smirk on his face, taunted Martina in a condescending tone,"Yes, Miss feisty pants, what are you gonna do? Are you gonna make me talk?" His action brought their faces closer as Martina was bent over him, trying to get him to spill the beans. The man however found the entire forte amusing, to think that they sent a woman over after failing to obtain any information from him. He wondered if they thought that he would be mesmerized by her beauty and tell her everything. Upon hearing his words, Martina smiled and straightened her posture, revealing her dark and alluring voice in a confident manner. "Oh, I will," she replied, locking her gaze with his. "And when I'm done with you, you would beg me to just let you die." Her tone was firm and assertive, leaving no

“Don't be, I asked her uncle about her, and for once he didn't lie, he told me she’s married.” Trey ran his fingers through his hair, causing his perfectly styled locks to become disheveled. His mind wandered back in time, as he recalled a memory from six years ago.~~~As Trey slid the ring onto Valerie's finger, she gazed at it with admiration and whispered, "I love you," before planting a tender kiss on his lips. She then got up from his lap and took a seat on the sofa in the office, where she watched Trey work and she continued to admire the ring on her finger. However, her outward display of affection was nothing more than a facade. After about half an hour, Valerie received a phone call that required her immediate attention. She approached Trey, pecked him on the cheek, and made her exit. Trey, engrossed in his work, continued typing on his laptop for another half-hour before realizing that he hadn’t been on his phone for almost two hours. As he was scrolling through his notifi

Trey arrived at the Sunset all-in-one luxurious casino just as the clock struck eight in the evening. One of the legal establishments built by the Collins family. The Sunset all-in-one luxurious casino is an architectural masterpiece that boasts of being the largest casino ever built. It stands tall as a high skyscraper, with over 700 regular rooms and 300 suites. The moment you step into the casino, you are greeted with a spacious club and bar that is perfect for socializing with friends or mingling with strangers. As you make your way through the casino, you'll notice an inside mezzanine floor that offers a breathtaking view of the entire establishment. It's where some of the higher-ups sit to enjoy their drinks and watch people dance on the dance floor. Their gaze, fixated and unwavering, swept through the bustling crowd of women in search of a visage that would catch their eye. Their quest was to find a companion for the night, a beauty with whom they could spend a few fleeting

Trey's face contorted with conflicting emotions as he struggled to process what the boy had just said. He felt a glimmer of happiness at the child's words, but at the same time, he couldn't shake off the nagging worry that the young boy was away from his family. Despite the inner turmoil, Trey managed to put on a smile and reply to the child. He smiled and said, "Thank you?"“You're welcome, are you married?” Luis asked, which earned another laugh from Mrs Cooper. She was delighted to see the child interacting with Trey, her heart was filled with joy and delight. The house had been silent and dull since Lisa's departure, but the child had brought vibrant colors and liveliness to the villa. Trey replied with a "Yes, I am,""That's bad," Luis said and asked him a rather odd question. "Is your wife pretty? If not, you can marry my mommy. She is the prettiest woman on earth." Though it was an unusual request, Trey couldn't help but smile widely in response - it was the first time he had

- Leisureq Hotel - At the hotel, Fausto was seated at the restaurant, his face facing the lobby, he was watching for any sign of Martina, so he could approach her. ~~~ After sleeping for almost 5 hours from jet lag, Martina emerged from her luxurious bedroom, the grandeur of the penthouse seemingly amplified by the stark contrast of her mood. Her mind was heavy with the weight of her son's recent abduction, and she was keen on stepping out to shake off the oppressive feeling. She dressed herself in a cream-sling satin blouse that draped elegantly over her shoulders, paired with loose blue jeans trousers that had rips at the front. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, with loose locks framing her face, giving her a relaxed yet sophisticated look. She adorned herself with a golden necklace that gracefully rested on her chest, a matching bracelet and earrings, and black heels that accentuated her long legs. “Is Clara still asleep?” Martina asked the nanny seated in the living room,