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Chapter 1 — Return to Los Angeles

Pedro HernandezThe Los Angeles airport is busier than I remember. People are rushing back and forth with suitcases in every color imaginable. I struggle to make my way through the huge terminal to get outside. The sun here feels stronger, giving the impression that it’s even hotter. Maybe it’s because of the ocean nearby. There are taxis and ride-share cars lined up in the parking lot.“It’s good to be back, Bruno,” I say.My loyal friend and butler stands beside me, trying to hold back his emotions. Bruno is a sensitive man. I get it. I’m home after seven long years in Madrid. I would love to see Max’s face now, after holding myself back in that horrible city for so long—but lucky for him, he died before that.“Welcome home, young Pedro,” he says, his voice full of emotion.I smile.It’s the first time in years that I actually feel good. Maybe it’s the feeling of freedom.“Come, Mrs. Sofia is waiting for you,” Bruno says, pulling my suitcase toward a black Escalade parked in one of

Chapter 2 — The Price of Love: Part I

Pedro HernandezSeven Years AgoAdie and I are at the countryside house outside the city. With the end of classes, we managed to find some time for ourselves. It’s been a hectic few days for her due to a semester full of extracurricular activities from medical school. I thought a romantic weekend would be a good escape from our university obligations. She’s in her third year of med school, while I’m studying business. It’s my second year, and I’m only doing it because of Max. I was still lost when I finished high school—I had no idea what I wanted to major in, but my father always said I should study to take over the company, Max Industries. I find that name a bit presumptuous—who names a company after themselves? Well, my father did. Max Industries doesn’t just operate in the industrial sector; we have a stake in electric car companies, CIO, and casino chains spread across many cities, including Vegas, the city of bets.My father left on a business trip a few days ago, which gave me

Chapter 3 – The Price of Love: Part II

Pedro HernandezAdie and I stayed in bed all afternoon. I don't think either of us wanted to get up, but we had to. We needed to get back home today. She has to be at the university early, and I don’t want to risk us getting so lost in each other that she ends up late. My priority is her, but I want her priority to be school. Over the years, I’ve watched her pour herself into her studies. Her parents, Joseph and Elizabeth, are proud of her—so is her younger brother, Jackson. Adrielle is different from any woman I’ve ever met in my life. I want her to achieve her dreams, and I want to be right by her side when she does.“I have to go, but I’ll see you tomorrow,” I promise, caressing her face.Adrielle hasn’t even stepped out of the car and she’s already pouting, like someone who doesn’t want to part ways. It’s like a child denied candy—though there’s nothing innocent about this woman.“I’ve got Anatomy in the morning, but we’ll see each other after ten,” she says in a gentle tone.“Alr

Chapter 4 – The Return of Pedro Hernandez

Adrielle HaleI’m at Los Angeles General Hospital, in my office. I’ve been seeing patients all morning. Some have undergone surgeries and require meticulous follow-up—I can’t risk complications like blood clots or infections. I take my job seriously and don’t want any issues with my patients, nor do I want to lose any of them.The door to my office opens, and I see Ross holding a cup of coffee. She’s my secretary—kind and attentive.“I brought you coffee, Dr. Williams. Just how you like it,” she says with a smile, setting the cup on my desk.“Thank you, Ross,” I reply, picking it up to take a sip.Even through the protective sleeve, I feel the heat against my fingers. Ross sighs as she sits in the chair across from me. She’s been a little laid-back some days this week, but I can’t blame her—I’ve been overloading her with new patients for days now.“Any appointments today, Ross?” I ask, curious about my schedule, which she usually manages.She turns to me, studying my face carefully.“

Chapter 5 – Friendly Relations

Pedro Hernandez“I’m so happy you’re home. It’s been so many years, so long without you.”My mother’s tone betrays how much she suffered in my absence—though she wasn’t the only one.“Yeah, it has. But I’m back now, and Max won’t keep me away again,” I say firmly.She looks at me, her eyes glistening.“You’ve grown so handsome. A strong, grown man.” Her hand gently touches my bearded face. “I’m sorry it took me so long to bring you back, mijo.”I offer a small smile, trying to comfort her. None of this is her fault. The only one to blame is Maxwell Hernandez.“How did you find out?”“He left us a video explaining what he did to you.” Her voice is solemn, heavy. “He also left something for you-on a flash drive. I didn’t intrude. That’s between you two. But the moment I found out where you were, I sent Bruno immediately.”I nod in agreement.“Even after seven years, I still can’t understand why he wanted to tear me away from Adrielle. I can’t forgive him for that.” I don’t meet her eyes

Chapter 6 — Maxwell Hernandez's Last Wishes

Pedro HernandezThe company is still the same, in the same place, although the employees have changed. Max never stayed with the same people for more than five years. We had a little trouble getting in, since the journalists seemed to be aware of what was going on. They surrounded my mother like hawks hunting prey. I'm glad they didn't recognize me, or I would have been shot down with enormous questions about my disappearance. Adrielle would also be shocked to find out that I was back, as would Victor, although I believe his wife has already told him.The hall is still huge, with dark marble decorating the floor and walls of the reception. We are in the headquarters, the parent company, where everything about the other branches is coordinated. If I remember correctly, a few floors above us are the casinos and at the top of the building, the administrative part of the company. The valet took our car while my mother, Bruno and I went inside.I'm still uncomfortable about this, this idea

Chapter 7 — Name That Must Not Be Mentioned

Adrielle Hale“Did you know about this?” My question is direct.Lyla doesn’t look away from me, but sighs deeply, giving me answers to my doubts.“He arrived in Los Angeles this morning.”Great, what great friends I have!Even though I know he arrived in Los Angeles today, I was hoping Lyla would tell me something she knew. I feel like she knows something, something she’s not telling me. Her eyes reveal it.“I know, but you should have told me.” I shake my head in denial.“How do you know? And how could I tell you something?” Lyla asks, gesturing toward me. “It’s not something I have to tell you, that’s up to Pedro.”We’re at the hospital. Sofia felt sick during the reading of the will and fainted in the arms of her stupid *ssh*l* of a son. I've been warning her about her high blood pressure for days, she can't get stressed or go through moments like this. Reading Max's will made her feel like this. I'm still trying to understand that he left almost half of his assets to Amanda and he

Chapter 8 - Meeting the Past

Adrielle HaleIf I had any doubts about this man in front of me now, being Pedro or not, the nickname he just said would make everything more concrete.“That's why we should have talked before reading that shitty will.” He growls, throwing his head back. “We should have had time to sort this out before meeting like that.”“I don't want to have any kind of conversation with you, you liar.” I retort, glaring at him angrily. “And I hope I don't see you again after today.”My body has trouble obeying the commands to turn around and walk away from Pedro, it's as if there's a magnet between us, keeping me in the same room as him. I manage to turn on my heels and walk out of the room. I leave Pedro alone, I don't want to stay there. My eyes are starting to water. Oh, no. I'm reliving that pain all over again. The pain of being abandoned by a man I loved blindly. A man I thought loved me. But it turns out that Pedro only loved himself. In the end, he is identical to his father.In the hallway

Chapter 9 — The Daughter's Revelation

Pedro HernandezI have trouble breathing. I feel like my breath is stuck in my throat, scratching the walls with a sharp object, like a knife. I try to take in more air, but it's impossible, I'm suffocating. I can't speak, or I scream, even though I really want to, so that everyone - even across the ocean - can hear my despair. I'm heartbroken. I want to punch something, break something, but I wouldn't do it in a hospital, or I think I'd face charges for destroying public property.I'm shaking. Adrielle doesn't give me an answer, she just stays silent, as if that were an answer. Damn, that's not an answer! I just found out we have a daughter and I don't know if that's a good thing or not. Don't be silly, Pedro, it's a great thing! The only problematic and unpleasant thing about this is that my daughter was raised by another man. I can feel my blood pressure fluctuating, as if I were going to collapse at any moment. It must run in the family.Adrielle and I have a daughter.My heart is

Chapter 10 — Persistent Anger

Pedro HernandezI see someone standing right next to me from the corner. I know it's Bruno, who has a cup of hot coffee in his hands."Bruno, my friend" Leonard says, as if they were old friends.He's not your friend, Leonard. I would love for you to suffer the same loneliness I suffered, so I would keep you away from her. My mother would scold me for wanting people to suffer the same way I did. I barely know him and I already hate him. If he wasn't her husband, he would be someone else and I would hate him just as much. It's not personal, Leonard.Adrielle and I both have the same expression of confusion when we hear his sentence, which carries a tone of provocation towards Bruno. Apparently, neither of us knew about this closeness. And I'm wondering how he can be so shameless as to make this kind of joke, as if they were old friends."We're not friends." Bruno’s tone is cold, full of repulsion.I feel like we both hate him. Good, Bruno. Part of me wants to smile and jump for joy at

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