All Chapters of SAVAGE BILLIONAIRE SERIES: Alonzo Montecarlos: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

AlonzoThe silence after Bea’s last words still clung to me like a curse. Her doubt carved into my chest, deeper than any blade Leonardo’s men could wield. I knew words alone would never be enough—not after years of lies and half-truths. She needed more than confessions; she needed proof from someone other than me.I straightened, closing the black case with a decisive snap. “Come with me,” I said, voice low but urgent. “If you don’t believe me, then maybe you’ll believe someone else.”Her brows knitted, suspicion tightening her expression. “What do you mean?”“Just…trust me one last time.” I extended my hand, though my pulse raced at the thought she might refuse.For a moment, she hesitated, then finally pushed herself up from the bed, her movements stiff. She didn’t take my hand, but she followed when I opened the door. That was enough. Lumabas kaming dalawa na wala namang nakapansin dahil nasa kaniya-kaniyang kwarto ang mga kapatid niya.The hallway stretched ahead, quiet except fo

Alonzo“Frame-up lang ang lahat, Alonzo.”Tila ba isa iyong liriko sa isang musika na ngunit kagimbal-gimbal. May isang bagay pa akong hindi alam tungkol sa itinatago ng nanay ni Bea na ngayon ay nag-uumpisa na rin ilahad ang kaniyang katotohanan. “Leonardo has been using Bea…pretending to be someone he’s not. He claims to be her father—but he isn’t,” garalgal niyang pag-amin.Tila may sumabog na kung ano sa tenga ko. “What did you just say?”She raised her hand, as if begging me to let her finish. “He came to us with threats. Sinabi niyang papatayin niya kami—lahat ng pamilya ko—kung hindi mag-comply si Bea. That’s why…that’s why she had no choice but to follow and to sign. To keep you away from it. He’s using her as a pawn.”My chest tightened, rage burning under my skin. “That bastard…”“Anim na taon na ang nakararan, nagkita kami ni Leonardo sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon. Hindi ko alam na pinasusundan na pala niya ako mula pa man noon. Tinakot niya ako na kapag hindi masunod an

The rain was pouring hard against the glass of my office window, mirroring the chaotic storm brewing inside my chest. Multi-billion-dollar conglomerates, sprawling real estate empires, and underground territories—I had managed all of them without breaking a sweat. But right now, looking at Bea, who was pale, trembling, and clutching her womb on my leather sofa, I felt an unfamiliar, terrifying vulnerability.My phone buzzed on the mahogany desk. It was an untraceable, encrypted satellite call. I didn’t even need to look at the screen to know who was calling. I picked it up, my voice dropping into a dangerous, icy register. “Leonardo…” mahinang sambit ko.“Alonzo, my dear son-in-law,” Leonardo’s voice echoed, dripping with a sickeningly smug confidence. “I assume you received my little souvenir from the garden? I hope my daughter isn’t crying too much. It is terribly bad for the baby.”Ang tinutukoy ni Leonardo ay ang pagdukot sa mga kapatid ni Bea sa garden ng condo. Nagtataka rin ako

BeaAng unang naramdaman ko ay ang unti-unting pagbabalik ng bigat sa aking katawan, kasunod ng isang pamilyar at matapang na amoy ng antiseptiko at gamot, an high-end private hospital room. I could tell by the quiet hum of the advanced medical monitors and the soft, premium linen against my skin.Slowly, with immense effort, iminulat ko ang aking mga mata. The harsh white light from the ceiling made me wince momentarily, forcing me to blink several times before my vision finally came into focus.My gaze drifted to the side of the bed, and there he was. Alonzo was sitting on a leather armchair pressed tightly against my mattress. His head was resting on his hand, his eyes closed, but his face looked incredibly gaunt and exhausted.He was still wearing the same shirt from that horrible night, pero gusot-gusot na ito ngayon at wala na ang kaniyang karaniwang kisig. Shadows darkened the skin beneath his eyes, at may manipis na tuod ng balbas na tumubo sa kaniyang panga. He looked like a

Alonzo“Take a shot, bro. Bago ka tuluyang mamatay sa nerbiyos,” Winston said, sliding a crystal glass filled with a twenty-year-old single malt Scotch across the polished mahogany bar top.I grabbed the glass and downed the amber liquid in one sharp, burning gulp. We were currently sitting at the exclusive open-air lounge of the Orient Pearl Resort, a stunning ultra-luxury sanctuary tucked away in a private cove.It was owned by none other than my first cousin, Ethan. This resort had always been our primary sanctuary, ang natatanging tambayan naming magkakaibigan kung saan hindi kami pwedeng maabot ng gulo ng aming mga corporate empires at underground duties. The steady, calming rhythm of the ocean waves crashing against the white sand should have calmed my nerves, pero kanina pa talaga pabalik-balik ang lakad ko sa tabi ng infinity pool.“Look at him, Ethan,” Winston laughed loudly, pointing his glass at me with an insufferable smirk. “The terrifying Alonzo, the man who practically