“That f*cking idiot!"Amy was quite enraged. The matriarch of the Salvador’s became enraged as she remembered how Ethan disregarded her advice. She was ashamed, furious that he dared make fun of her, and annoyed that he disregarded her wishes.How could he?The commotion above and her raging fury roused Gregory Salvador from his bed. “Amy!” Ethan’s father coughed, but other than the illness that was gradually sapping his vitality, he showed no signs of frailty. Gregory has cancer for a long time. It is on stage two. There is a chance, but the medication and treatment had practically rendered him feeble, preventing him from visiting his own business and forcing him to commit it to Ethan and Amy.He is aware that the two were incompatible people, though.Ethan still has a bitterness that is deeply ingrained in him, and Amy is still blinded by her anger. His child. Oh, his sole child, who inherits his father’s error.Gregory’s error.“Go fuck talking to your bastard, then!” When she tu
“Romanov Salvador kicked your ass—that’s what has been spreading across the district.” Spencer, one of the youngest Cordova chuckled at him. Alejandro scowled. He is not on the mood to tolerate his taunting. What more was that when his father expressed his disappointment upon telling him how did it goes. Romanov knew the stolen goods and so they are force to pay for it. “Damn it!”SMASH. Alejandro cursed loud. He was swearing. Madly as he pushed away everything on the table. They fell, breaking into pieces, while Spencer laughs. “He really get to you, didn’t he?” He chuckled. Alejandro grabbed him by the collar, “Laugh at me again, and I’ll fucking slit your throat in spite of the fact that you are my brother—”“Are we?” The smile on his lips never left in spite of his threat. “As far as I know, we are not brothers by blood, you do not belong on our family—”Before Spencer could continue to his words, Alejandro punched him on the face.“YOU BASTARD!”He hated it.His growl caught
How can another woman same as her be present there? It was unusual that she found herself following the sound where it was coming from. The laugh lead her be to a garden where the roses blooms as it bathed towards the golden array of the sun. When she woke up the next day, Italia was alone. The sun was already shining brightly, and the empty space beside her was cold. The traje de boda was nowhere to be seen, and everything seems to be already neatly arrange as if yesterday were nothing, but all dreams of lust, and repine longing that Gustavio could still be soften by her. She sighs. The double doors of her room opened. “Miss.” It was Tristan, her personal butler. “Mr. Salvador ask me to send you at the dining table.”“Tell him that I wasn’t in the mood—”“It was an order, Miss.”Her fist curled up, and clenched. “An order, huh?”Italia doesn’t like the sound of it, but what can she do? Whose fault was it to be here kissing Gustavio Enriquez Salvador’s ass? Probably hers. “I’m
Anita is kind just like how Doctor Gonzales described her. It was later that day Raquel meet Anita when she paid a visit for the pair. “I was worried when I saw the two of you in the riverbanks. Oh god! I felt like I am going to have a heart attack by the sight of you, Raquel, and Oh! Your wounds!” Anita exclaimed. Her voice is loud, it echoed to the wall, but it was her expression that put ease Raquel’s worry, and fear. She may be old, white hair may lay sprouting on top of her head, but Anita moves as if she were much younger than her age. And Raquel…actually likes here. “I owe you, our life.”It was true. If it isn’t for Anita, Raquel and Eliot may have died, and she couldn’t let that happen, not when she hasn’t found out the truth yet, and the identity of those men. Raquel knew who have may sent those men after them, but she was still unsure, not when it is still not yet confirmed. It could be David, who may have any idea what has been going on
This is funny. Yna thought. Earlier she was just hesitating whether to be there would be right or not, and then now—she wasn’t meek anymore. The music was blasting on its full volume and here she was, enjoying herself just like what Sherra told her earlier. Let loose and forget about everything—forget about Santi, and Alicia, and just be herself. Or was it because this is the first time she had ever been to a party? Perhaps, since Yna prefer quite places. She was this nerd type student, who would like to be alone [most of the time]. There’s just this comfort she finds there that she had never found anywhere else, not until Santi crumbles away the wall she built, then ruined it.“Tch.” Yna clicked her tongue. “Bastard.”“Y—yeah.” Sherra slurred. She was giggling non-stop. “Your ex was such a bastard.”Oh, how can she not notice that her friend was drunk already?“You are drunk.” Yna sounded surprised.But how can she not be? This is the first she had seen her drunk. Seeing Sherra, and
“David! Open the door! David!” Grace was in a hurry.Beads of sweat was trickling on her forehead. A look of worry past across her face. Her hair was loose behind her back, and she isn’t properly dress like she was used to be.“What is it?” A groggy voice came.It didn’t take her another minute. When the door was pushed open, she quickly get inside as if being chase.David looked at her as if she had grown two heads.“What have gotten into you?” He was frowning. “And you look scared. Is there a problem, honey—”“Don’t you dare call me that stupid endearment!” When she faced the man she used to get wooed, there are no blinded affection. Her face was boiling with anger. “Father told me what you did. How can you do this, David?! After all?! You betrayed us!”“Betray you?” David raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t betray you. Didn’t the authority find the drugs on his trunk?” He chuckled.“You know what will happen—!” Grace was frustrated. “But do you know that I have been stop by thugs, while
Had fate been playing their lives?Last night, Eliot promised that if Raquel wouldn’t ask for his help, then he wouldn’t forced her to, but seeing her inside the company he owns gave him another reason to approach her. This was their 3rd coincidental meeting.Raquel.But his trance didn’t last long. Eliot could feel his blood boiling with anger upon seeing whom she is with.“Oh, I wanted this one! Doesn’t this look great, Raq?” It was the woman, who hurt Raquel before. “Buy this for me!”She looks happy, while Raquel seems like she was forcing herself to smile again. Her face dim, her smile faltering.“Do you have a set of this diamond ring?” The woman asked again.Seeing the panic embracing her eyes, Eliot found himself intervening.“Justin.” Eliot looked at his manager. “I’ll take it from here.”“Yes, Sir.” His manager excuse himself.Eliot faced the two.The woman who was with Raquel faced him curiously.“I’m Eliot Duke, the owner of this store, how may I help you?” He flashed a s
The strong slap fell on Raquel’s cheeks, while she was sitting opposite to her parents. It came from her father who was enrage, but in spite of the pain she bear, Raquel remain stoic as if it didn’t just hurt her.She was used to this. This was nothing new for her.“It was just a simple request, yet you are still useless!” The older Roswell was impatient, he was scowling at her. “You had been married to David for months, yet you couldn’t even get some money from him! If you needed to kneel, kneel and beg! Do everything, you useless piece of junk!” Her father said in annoyance. “The only good thing about you is that you are married to a rich man, so fucking go back to your house and be a fucking wife!”“Yes, Pa.” Raquel quietly stood up.She was about to leave, when somebody hold her arms. It was her mother. She knew that hell would continue for her.“Understand your father, after all you owe us for where you are now, Raquel.”She wanted to vomit in disgust. She wanted to shove her awa