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Chapter 1

I was busy scanning the newspaper when my eyes landed on his face. I gave a bitter smile—still handsome, still emotionless."Cassandra? Let’s go, or someone might take our spot. Careful as you stand up," said Lory, my only friend in this world. She stood at the door of my small house, holding a basket of goods. I set the newspaper down, grabbed my basket filled with soman and bico, and smiled at her."Ready?" she asked. I nodded.When we arrived at the market, all the vendors stared at me—just me. I lowered my head as I headed to my stall, hearing their whispers clearly."Here comes the disgraced one.""There she is, the curse to our market.""She’s pretty, but such a fool.""You said it.""Shh, lower your voices. She might hear you."I sighed as I set up my goods, ignoring their gossip. They didn’t know anything, and I was used to their cruelty. No matter how much it hurt, I refused to show it. I wanted to seem strong, even though deep down, I felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly

Chapter 2

It’s really hard to forget someone who once became a part of your life, no matter how much pain they caused you. You can’t just erase them from your mind, because they’ve already left a mark on your heart and your life. Like me—at first, I had such a hard time moving on. It’s crazy, isn’t it? I was the victim, yet here I am, unable to forget him. I still longed to see his face, but I forced myself to forget him. I did everything—I threw away every newspaper with his picture, even burned them. I stopped watching TV, even though it used to be my favorite pastime. I avoided people and any gossip about him. Now, I’m packing my things because I’m going back to my hometown—the place I left a long time ago to find work. But fate had something else in store. “Cass! Come on, or we’ll miss the trip.” I zipped up my black bag before looking at Lory. She insisted on coming with me since she had no family here, and I was about to give birth. She didn’t want me to go through it alone. I was so g

Chapter 3

Years passed, and as my children grew, they began to resemble their father even more. At six years old, they helped me plant and water the garden. They even helped me sell our produce when they came home from school. That’s right—they’re in Grade 1 now. And they’re bright, too. Despite their young age, they think and speak like adults. Everyone was right—they truly are my blessings through it all. Without them, I don’t know if I’d be as happy as I am now. Maybe everything that happened was meant to be—to add color to my dark and sorrowful past. Somehow, that tragedy brought something good into my life. I’m happy now—with them, with Lory, and with the people in our town. “Nanay! I want milk po. Do we still have milk?” asked my one and only princess, Zebediah Ursula. I laughed before turning to her. She stood by the door, pouting, holding a glass. I glanced at my three little princes—busy with their own tasks: watering, digging, and cutting flowers with small scissors. I stood up, bru

Chapter 4

I was snapped back to reality when Lory flicked her fingers in front of my face. I looked at her—her brows furrowed as she waited for an answer. My throat tightened; I couldn’t speak. I didn’t know. I didn’t know what to say. “M-Maybe he has a lot of women, Lory. Not just me. There are many others out there. I know that. I don’t care if he loses his title as a Mafia Lord. What do I care about his organization? His underground empire? Their rules and regulations? Nothing.” I know I sound dumb and foolish for saying that. But I don’t care anymore—because that’s what happens when you’re dealing with a mafia, right? I stood up, but before leaving Lory, I placed the newspaper back on the chair. My eyes caught the bold letters once more: “Mr. Smith searches for all the women who were once part of his life.” “Only one year left to prove to the other mafia families that there’s an heir to his Mafia Lord title.” “Six years have passed, and Mr. Smith has become more dangerous. He will sto

Chapter 5

Since I learned about it, I’ve been keeping a close watch over my four children. I take them to and from school myself. I’m terrified. Those men have been searching our town for days now. Thank God they haven’t found my children, even with how many of them there are. I saw them once when they passed by our house and bought something from my stall. My kids were at school that time, and I was so grateful to God for that. But the day I feared the most finally came, and I couldn’t stop worrying.“Cass, this isn’t a joke anymore. You need to take her to a private hospital.”“Her fever is too high. It’s been four days now. You know that, child. Our hospital here doesn’t have the equipment to find out what’s wrong with your daughter.”I bit my lower lip. Why did this have to happen? I took a deep breath and gently caressed my daughter’s cheek as she slept. My heart ached for her. What kind of mother wouldn’t pity her child’s suffering? I can’t bear to see her like this—but what if he finds u

Chapter 6

I’m here now. Reality is right in front of me. It’s been so long since I left the city. So much has changed. There are more establishments now, more traffic, and so many people.I blinked a few times, staring at the sight before me. One of the most renowned and private hospitals in the Philippines—famous and prestigious, not only in the country but even abroad. It stood tall, a modern building that exuded sophistication and the promise of top-tier medical care. The glass windows gleamed, as if welcoming anyone in need of healing. But to me, every step closer felt heavier, as though each one pressed down on my chest.It felt like just yesterday that I was last here, but this time, my reason for coming was different. Back then, they wouldn’t let me in—poor, pregnant, and desperate for a job as a janitress. But now, I return carrying the pain and grief of the past… with my child in my arms.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Why did my feet feel so heavy? I sighed and closed my

Chapter 7

My knees were trembling as I walked down the hallway toward my children’s room. I didn’t know why I felt so nervous. Sweat began to form on my forehead as I tightened my grip on the plastic bags of food I was carrying. Halfway down the corridor, I stopped, took a deep breath, and shut my eyes tightly.“Think positive, Cassandra. Nothing bad is going to happen today,” I told myself, forcing a smile before continuing toward the room.When I reached the door, I took another deep breath before pushing it open. As I entered, I saw my daughter sitting on the bed while her older brother sat on a chair beside her, frowning and rubbing his cheek. My brow furrowed when I heard him mutter under his breath.“I really hate that doctor of yours, Ursula,” he grumbled. I closed the door, catching both of their attention.Zebediah’s eyes widened when he saw me, and he clapped his hands excitedly. Zephyr, however, still wore a scowl, his fingers gently rubbing his cheek. I walked over to them, set down

Chapter 8

“Oh dear, your brother isn’t here yet. Where could that boy be? Really, haist,” I muttered.Zebediah only giggled at my reaction. I was about to stand from the bed when the door suddenly burst open. Zebediah and I turned toward it, only to see Zephyr leaning against the door, wiping his forehead and catching his breath.“What happened to you? Why are you just getting here? I told you I could’ve gone instead. Now look at you, all sweaty. Come here, son,” I called out. He looked at me, frowning. Instead of approaching, he crossed his arms and looked annoyed.“I hate him.”“Huh?” I blinked at his words. His brows were furrowed deeply as he stared at the floor.“I bumped into some random guy, Nanay. My coins fell, and when I tried to find them, I couldn’t. So, I kicked him in the knee. He glared at me, but he looked totally shocked when he saw me. I didn’t care about his reaction. Tsk! We don’t have any water, Nanay. I hate him for that,” he ranted. I blinked several times, processing wha

Chapter 9

“Name your fcking price now, woman. You’re wasting my fcking time. What do you want, huh? Money?A company? Cars? An island? A private jet? A cruise ship? Land? What? I can give it all to you. Name it! I have everything.”His voice was sharp, cold, and full of arrogance.“Well, whether you f*cking like it or not, I’ll take my son away from you. You can keep his twin. I don’t need her. She’s too weak to take my throne. I only want the boy. My son. Where is he?”My eyes darted to Zebediah, who sat silently, her face unreadable as she stared at her bastard of a father—a volcano waiting to erupt.What did he just say? That son of a b*tch.Who the hell does he think he is to say that about my child?Who the hell is he to do this to me?Did he really think it would be that easy? That he could just take my son away after everything he’s done just to protect his f*cking reputation? He’s insane! The fear inside me was instantly replaced with pure rage.So it’s still the same reason. I thought

Chapter 10

“Y-Yes.” My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. I stared blankly at the wall. How can we escape from him?There were so many guards outside the hospital. Some at the doors—and I was sure every employee here was on his side. CCTV cameras were scattered all over the place. How? How can we possibly escape from the d*vil? Thinking about it made me feel hopeless—but no. I’ll do everything. I’ll do everything to escape from that monster.“Nanay.”I was pulled out of my thoughts by a familiar voice. I turned to Zephyr, who was frowning deeply.“I don’t like him.”“He’s still your tatay.”“Even so. He hurt you and made you cry. He even choked you.”I couldn’t respond. My throat felt tight.“Nanay, why did he do that? If he’s our tatay, why is he like that? Why is he bad to us? He even called me weak, and he only wants Kuya Hades. Doesn’t he love us, Nanay? Why?”It seemed this was the day I had to tell them the truth.I told them everything—except the part about the assault. I coul

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