Alexander’s POV
I’m Alexander Ricafort, a billionaire at the age of thirty. My parents died in a car crash ten years ago. Nevertheless, we didn’t believe that it was an accident. We suspected that it was the work of the enemies. However, my grandfather was too old to deal with it, and I was too young back then and still studying in the States.
The enemies were powerful enough to fabricate all the evidence and controlled the justice system in the country at that time as well. They were threatened that our family business would surpass theirs. And in order to prevent that from happening, they killed my parents. They couldn’t allow the Prime Group of Companies to become the number 1 shopping mall in the country.
Thursday morning, I was busy with the piles of documents on my table when I heard a knock on my door. I said, come in. Then, John entered with a brown envelope in his hands. He's my assistant and my most trusted among all my men. He was the only one allowed to enter my room aside from my secretary, David, and my bodyguards. "Mr. Ricafort, here's the latest news about the Waltons," He reported as he handed me the envelope. My brows automatically snapped together when I heard that it was about the Waltons. I stopped what I was doing and looked up at John as I accepted the envelope. Walton's family was the greatest rival of our family. The old Walton was my grandfather's best friend. However, he
I was surprised when Hannah wanted me to introduce her to the President of the Prime Group of Companies when she learned that I work for him and he's my friend. I coughed and almost spat out my lungs. How could I tell her that she already met Alexander Ricafort because he's none other than me? For now, I couldn't tell her. It's not the right time yet. I didn't want to compromise her safety. So, I need to settle things first. Good thing, I was known as a very private individual. I had a reason. I just promised her that I would recommend her for a job. That night, I accompanied Hannah to get her things from their house. She told me to stay in the car. However, I heard a man shou
In the following week, Hannah started working in my company as I promised. And as I told David, he didn't let her work overtime. Odd, as I was feeling restless in my office, knowing that she was just a floor away from me. I wanted to visit her, but I restrained myself. However, in the afternoon of the third day, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I called David. "Oh, man, you're right! She's extraordinarily beautiful, huh?" He said as soon as he picked up my call. "David, I already told you not to look at her. I'm warning you." I reminded him.
Hannah's POV I didn't expect that as I raised my head, I would see those cold, steely blue eyes staring down at me. "A-Alfred," I mumbled as my tears spilled down my cheeks. It's tears of joy. I was so glad that he found me. He bent down his knees as he hugged me. "It's alright. I'm here." He uttered as he caressed my back. I hugged him back as I buried my head on his shoulders. My tears continued to flow. We stayed in that position for a wh
Robert pressed the button to close the elevator door. However, after two attempts, it didn't close. I felt glad. I thought that luck was on my side. I took a deep breath. I would seize the opportunity to talk to him, hoping that he would let me go. "Robert, please, leave me alone. We can no longer get married because I'm married already." I announced. Perhaps he would let me go if he learned about it. Robert stopped from pressing the button as he turned to me. "What did you just say?" He asked with a frown.
Alfred's POV "John, fire that shameless woman who locked up my wife in the archive room. And make her regret what she did!" I commanded. I was so furious, thinking if I didn't drop by, Hannah might spend more hours in the archive room. "Got it, Mr. Ricafort." John acknowledged. He already knew what he was going to do. He was about to leave when I called him again. "And call this Benjamin Drucker. I want to talk to him privately here in my office." I added. I saw how John's forehead wrinkled. It seemed
"Hannah," I uttered her name as I caressed every part of her body, hungry to consume her. And as our naked bodies pressed together, the desire running through me increased. I continued kissing her and every inch of her skin. She kissed me back passionately and put both hands in my hair. I grinned. I was delighted at how she reacted to every little move I made. Then, I moved intensely over her. She grimaced as I proceeded. "Does it hurt?" I asked, a little worried. "Y-yeah." She nodded slightly. "I'm so
Hannah's POV I was returning to my post after my lunch break when my phone rang. I stopped from entering the lift as I answered the call. "Hello, Juliet?" I was surprised to receive a call from her. It was the first time since I left home. "Hannah, mom is in the hospital. We need money." She said on the other end of the line. "What? Why? I mean, what happened to her?" I asked worriedly. "Hmm... According to the doctor, she has gastroenteriti