Lahat ng Kabanata ng FORBIDDEN AFFAIRS WITH MY FIANCÉ'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

~~Alejandro~~The fact that Anthony left Madrid quietly after his son’s business crashed… it doesn’t sit right with me. Silence is my strategy—not his. When another silent player joins the game, things become unpredictable and dangerous. I already sent my secret agents after him, and word came in that he booked a flight to Africa. That made me smirk.His son didn’t just lose the business—his greed pushed him into debts he can’t crawl out of. He borrowed heavily just to keep up with investors… investors who are pawns in my little game. I know Anthony will fix the mess and come back for revenge. Good. I’m more than ready.I rubbed my forehead. Last night drained me completely. I couldn’t even sleep properly. The old man went to visit his friend Morales, and then Valentina called—he collapsed during dinner. I left the board meeting immediately and rushed to the Morales residence, only to find him already under a doctor’s care. They said he just needs rest, that I should let him recover.

~~Alejandro~~ “Anthony is a promising client. If you partner with him, trust me—everything will be perfect. I have partnered with him once. It was a success. Our assets will definitely go up,” my dad said. If only he knew the truth about Anthony and me… the secret business we handled behind closed doors. If he knew the mess we created together to get back at each other, he would never push for this partnership. “Hm,” I muttered, scrolling through my phone just to avoid his eyes. We had just arrived home from the Morales mansion. I told him to get some rest, but he kept jumping from one topic to another—first, the so-called wedding with Valentina, and now Anthony. “I want the wedding to be a combined one, you and Valentina, and Carlos and Elena, like a grand ceremony. Everything must be arranged before the year ends,” he added proudly. I froze. My thumb stopped moving on the screen. “We are in the eleventh month. It's almost the end of the year,” I said, keeping my tone flat. “I’

~~Elena~~ “Alejandro, trust me, it’s not what you think,” I said, swallowing hard, forcing back the tears burning in my eyes. I couldn’t break here. Not in front of everyone. “Oh?” Antonio scoffed. “So this is how you act when you’re into a guy?” Before I could filter my reaction, my hand flew up and slapped him across the face. Hard. He just laughed like a psycho. My eyes immediately found Alejandro. He wasn’t shouting. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t anything. Just… blank. Cold. Hands shoved deep into his pockets. That silence… It was terrifying. I rushed toward him, fingers clutching the front of his jacket. “Alejandro, there’s nothing between us. Trust me.” Antonio wiped his mouth and smirked. “Her lips are the best I’ve ever tasted.” Blood gleamed at the corner of his lip — probably from the slap. I wish I had knocked a tooth out instead. Alejandro’s jaw twitched just once. “Let’s go home,” he said flatly. He took my wrist and walked me to the car. My heart felt like it was

~~Elena~~ He stepped fully into view, water cascading down his chest, over every hard line I’d just had my hands on. He didn’t bother hiding a single inch of himself. “Really?” He took a step closer, the water droplets gliding down his abs like temptation itself. “Because it sure looks like you’re enjoying the view.” I swallowed. Hard. He was right. And he knew it. “You should come in,” he murmured, voice dropping to that velvet tone that undid me every time. “Unless you plan to keep drooling from the doorway.” My fingers tightened on the sheet wrapped around me. My heart beat too fast. Because the truth was simple: No matter how close he already was… I wanted him closer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Later that day, I woke up and searched for Alejandro. He wasn’t on the bed. We slept together after having lunch. I sat upright — it was already evening. I scanned the room; he wasn’t there. “Alejandro?” I called, stepping down. My legs were still weak from the brutal thrusts during the

~~Alejandro~~ But "interesting" was the softest word for what I had in mind. Two weeks from now would be only the beginning; after that the calendar would thicken with surprises I’d chosen for them all. We went down the steps to meet them. Valentina didn’t waste a second. She rushed straight to me, gripping my arm like she was afraid I might disappear. “Jandro, I want this… I really do,” she said breathlessly. “But two weeks? That’s too close. I still have an endorsement meeting and a lot to prepare. Can’t we extend it?” I didn’t show the small smile I kept tucked behind my calm. I’d already studied every detail of their schedules before announcing anything. Her schedule was tight; her father’s was even tighter. The only free person, by design, was her mother. “Valentina,” I said, keeping my voice steady, “next month is already packed. Elena and Carlos will be having their wedding then.” “What?!” Everyone shouted—my father the loudest. They were shocked. No one had se