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The crash came so suddenly that Valeria didn't even have time to scream.The car shook violently, and her body was thrown against the side, glass shattered around them, and the sound of twisted metal echoed.“Mr. Crest!” She called, then turned toward Ivan.He was slumped against his seat, his eyes closed. Blood was running down the side of his forehead.“Mr Crest!” She screamed, reaching for him with trembling hands. “Mr. Crest, please!”When he didn't answer, Valeria leaned closer. “Open your eyes. Please, open your eyes.”His eyelids moved slightly, but they didn't fully open.“Mr Crest!” she called again.His lips moved, but no words came out.Valeria's heart started beating faster.“Help!” she screamed. “Somebody help us!”People were already gathering around the damaged car.“Call an ambulance!” someone shouted.“Please!” Valeria cried. “Please, help him!”She looked back at Ivan and touched his face carefully. “Don't close your eyes, please don't close your eyes.”His eyes op

The private jet landed shortly after sunset in Barbados.Ivan stepped out first, with Callista following behind him. His security team quickly surrounded them as they walked toward the waiting cars.Callista looked around with wide eyes. “Is this place yours too?”Ivan glanced at her. “Yes.”“You have houses everywhere?” She asked, beaming with smiles.“Several.”Callista's smile grew wider. She had expected a nice hotel, but she had not expected another mansion. The drive to the house took only a few minutes. When they arrived, Callista stared at the huge building in front of her.“This is beautiful,” she said excitedly.Ivan stepped out of the car and looked at her. “You should rest, we had a long trip.”“I don't feel tired,” she replied, still looking around.Ivan didn't answer, he simply walked toward the entrance.Inside, Callista could not stop looking around. Everything seemed expensive. The furniture, the paintings, even the decorations looked like things she had only seen in

“You’re beautiful, Valeria.”Valeria froze, then pulled away from Ivan. Her own name hit her like ice. Her father, he had found her at last she thought. Panic flooded her chest so fast she could barely stand.“Please, Mr. Crest,” she whispered, voice breaking. “I didn’t mean to lie about my identity.”A single tear slipped down her cheek, but before anyone nearby could see, Ivan pulled her straight into his arms. He pressed her face against his chest, hiding the tear and the fear. The solid warmth of him made her heart skip hard. She felt the steady beat of his heart under her cheek for one long second, before he guided her gently away from the dance floor and up the stairs.When they got upstairs, he opened the door to a quiet private room and stepped inside after her. The moment it closed, Valeria’s knees gave out, as she sank to the floor in front of him.“Please,” she begged, looking up with wet eyes. “I only wanted to hide from my father who wanted me to marry an older man. I

Mike looked at Ivan one last time before turning toward the security team. “I'll find out who owns that phone,” he said. “Stay here until I come back.”Ivan nodded. “Be quick.”Mike looked at Valeria. “Stay close to him.”Valeria nodded. “I will.”Mike walked away with two security officers following him. Within a few seconds, he disappeared around the corner.Ivan looked at Valeria. “Are you alright?”She nodded slowly. “Yes.”“You're sure?”“Yes,” she replied, then glanced toward the window. “I'm just worried.”Ivan squeezed her hand. “Don't be.”She looked at him. “You always say that.”A small smile appeared on his face. “Because you worry too much.”“And you don't seem too worry much.”Ivan chuckled softly. “Maybe.”They remained in the hallway for a few minutes. The party was still going on behind them, but the noise had become distant. Most of the guests had no idea what had happened, and Ivan wanted to keep it that way.Valeria leaned against the wall and looked at him.“Do

Valeria was still standing in Ivan's room when someone knocked on the door.She quickly adjusted her dress and looked toward the door. “Come in,” she said.The door opened, and Ivan walked inside.He had changed his shirt, but the small cut on his forehead was still visible.“Are you busy?” he asked.Valeria looked away, shy. “No.”Ivan looked at her for a moment before walking closer. “There is something we need to talk about.”Valeria's smile disappeared. “What is it?”Ivan held her hand and led her out of the room.“It's about Callista.”Valeria stopped walking. “Callista?”Ivan turned to see her staring at him in confusion. “How do you know Callista?”Ivan didn't answer immediately.“Ivan, how do you know my friend?” She repeated, her brows knitted together.“She is here.”Valeria's eyes widened. “Here?”Ivan nodded. “In the mansion.”Valeria stared at him, unable to understand.“Why is Callista in your mansion?”Ivan took a slow breath. “She came here with me.”Valeria's face ch