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Finally, I pulled back and brushed a loose strand of hair from her face, tucking it gently behind her ear."You're so adorable, you know that?" I whispered. She searched my eyes. "You're not weirded my secret?" "I went through your stuff without asking. That's way weirder than keeping photos of your boyfriend." She laughed despite herself. "I have nothing to hide. You can go through my things—it's not weird at all. Besides, you could've just asked me about the necklace…" I winced. "In my defense, I was bored and missed you. Your friends weren't leaving, so I had to entertain myself with some treasure hunting. And I'm pretty proud of what I found. Evidence that you're secretly obsessed with me." She looked away. "I'm not secretly obsessed—" Then she paused. "Okay, maybe a little." "Just a little?" I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper. "What about my cock?" She shoved my chest half-heartedly. "Stop teasing me!" Her blush deepened. "That's not an answer," I said. She t

I don’t know what’s more devastating—that Lena is Andrés’s half-sister, bound by blood to the monster who tore my parents from this world, or that she claims she never shared his bed when every vile detail he fed me still burns in my skull like acid. I need a drink. Something strong enough to cauterize this wound. “Baby?” Her voice was soft, pleading. She reached for my hand. I jerked back as if her touch would burn me worse than I already was. The hurt that crumpled her face should have gutted me. But the guilt was a dull ache compared to the inferno roaring in my chest."I need you to answer my question honestly, Lena. Did you have sex with Andres?”“But I already told you, babe—”She paused then pressed her palm flat over her heart."I swear on everything I have left,” she whispered, her voice cracking like thin ice. “On the child we lost… I have never shared a bed with Andrés. Never kissed him. Never touched him that way. Don’t you trust me? I just told you we’re

AUTHOR'S POV The Ricardo estate's flower garden was unusually peaceful that afternoon. A gentle breeze carried the sweet fragrance of blooming roses and lilies, while butterflies drifted lazily from petal to petal. Peacocks wandered freely among the hedges, their iridescent tails catching the light. Rosa had decided to take an evening stroll through the garden and asked Christy to accompany her. One protective hand rested beneath her swollen belly as they walked at an unhurried pace. "You've been unusually quiet today," Christy observed with a small smile. Rosa looked down at the cobblestone path before answering. "I'm just thinking." She paused, studying her niece for a moment before asking, "Have you spoken with Lena recently?" Christy nodded. "Yes... three days ago." "And?" "We talked normally." She sighed. "But after I saw her trending all over social media, I tried calling her yesterday to confirm what was happening. She never answered. I decided to send you the v

"We're sticking to the plan. When she comes back home, we'll tell her everything and support her through it all. Breaking that news to her and letting her go through that kind of pain alone would be too hard... We want our baby here, where we can see her and let her know we'll always be there for her," Rosa replied. "But Aunt Rosa, Lena won't be happy that we kept that secret from her. She deserves to know the truth. That would clear everything up. Maybe it could even change Tarzan's mind about hating the Ricardos, because the only Ricardo child is Lena—and she did nothing to his late parents. She's the woman he loves." Rosa shook her head slowly, her expression pained. "Ricardo believes Tarzan is already too far gone. He thinks Tarzan's new identity—Silva Adams—is not the man he would ever want to see with his daughter. In his mind, Tarzan has descended too deeply into the darkness of his wild life to care about redemption or love. The inside stories we got about him were horrif

She leaned slightly closer and whispered, "I'm already wet for you… and if you keep looking at me like that, I'm going to make you pull this car over and take me right here on the side of the road." Tarzan's face flushed pink.The car swerved slightly before he corrected it, a low growl of frustration escaping his throat. "God..lena, please. You're going to make me crash this car," he warned, his voice strained. He let out a slow, shaky breath, his knuckles whitening on the steering wheel as he forced his eyes back to the road. "A car crash? Would that be so terrible?" Lena mused, her tone dropping to a seductive murmur. "Dying in a fiery explosion with me? Very romantic. Very Romeo and Juliet."They both laughed."I want to go back to the states".Tarzan suddenly said.Lena’s breath hitched.She turned toward him in the passenger seat, searching his profile in the soft glow of the dashboard lights. The words still hung between them, warm and unexpected."I need to meet the paren