"Amora!" He searched frantically reaching for his phone and scrambling through his phone contacts searching for Amora's number. "Antonio won't have found her already, did he?" He asked himself as he placed his phone on his ear while it made beeping sounds and went off. "She's not even taking her calls!" He trembled, "Antonio can't find her, how was he able to find her so quickly?" He asked himself getting tensed up and dialling Amora's number over and over again. "She didn't even leave a trace. How am I supposed to save her when I don't even know her whereabouts." He soliloquized in a frustrated voice. His hand ran through his hair, "Amora must really need me right now!!" He yelled out with his forehead filled with wrinkles, "I need to find where she is." He ran into his inner room and unlocked his computer.He opened a tracking app and punched in Amora's number using the keyboard, he clicked enter rummaging through the contents and menu bars of the app. "Amora's phone is switche

“Eduardo!” Amora called slipping her hand away from Antonio. “What are you doing here?” She asked stepping away from Antonio and coming towards him.Eduardo’s breath caught in his throat when his eyes met Antonio’s, who had a hard expression on his face and his eyes flamed with fury. “Uh...” He bowed before Antonio. Amora’s face contorted with confusion immediately. “Sir, I...”Antonio’s gaze did not waver from Amora’s as he addressed her. “Amora, you know him?” His voice was cool, betraying none of the fiery emotion that brewed beneath the surface.“Yes,” she replied, her tone defensive. “He’s a friend. I’ve been staying with him for the past few days.”Antonio’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching slightly at her response. “What?!” Antonio’s voice rang out before turning to look at Eduardo,“You have been staying with him ever since?” He asked to be sure, Amora nodded her head while he snorted out loudly. “You didn’t tell me.” He said with his eyes narrowing.Antonio’s focus shifted

"Good morning ma'am." The maid greeted bowing before Amora who dropped the letter in her hand on the bed smiling warmly towards the maid while peeping into the tray. "Sir Antonio said I should give you this first thing in the morning when you wake up." She said coming closer and dropping the tray on the bed. Amora smiled wider, "Thank you." She said while the maid gulped staring at Amora which horrific eyes. "Is everything okay?" Amora asked while she shook her head."No, every...everything is fine..." The maid’s eyes fell on the tray and her face was drained of colour, "I...I have...I have..." She stuttered clawing on her hands, "I have already prepared the tub for you." She said nervously while Amora nodded her head and collected the pills from the plate. "Miss Amora." The maid called as Amora raised the glass to her lips, "I...I don't think...I..." "What? Is everything okay? Is Antonio okay?" Amora asked while the maid nodded her head nervously."I'm fine." She said rolling he

"Antonio, is that you?" Amora weakly repeated.Antonio looked at her for a moment, feeling his heart about to jump out of his chest. He closed his eyes for a moment, he opened them and put on a stern expression turning to the doctor who was standing next to Amora's bed.Behind the doctor were several other medical professionals, nurses and doctors alike, their presence a silent reminder of the gravity of Amora's condition. A medical stand, adorned with a drip connected to Amora's hand, loomed over the bed, its sterile equipment a stark contrast to the warmth of Amora's voice.She struggled to sit up, summoning all the strength in her, "Antonio..." she murmured, her body surrendering to weakness as she fell back onto the bed.One of the doctors held her back, "Easy miss. You just woke up from a near death experience. You don't have to stress so much,"Antonio's gaze fell on a large, menacing wound on Amora's abdomen, visible against the clean sheets. Moving carefully, he approached

“What is she doing here?” Vittoria asked her assistant before turning to the maid, “What is the problem?” she queried, her face contouring into a soft frown. “And how did you manage to get in here?” Vittoria’s voice shook as she spoke, her eyes darting nervously from the maid to the reporters gathered in the room. Her assistant was following closely behind her when a reporter asked, “What’s going on? Why is your maid shaking like that? Is she okay?”“I don’t know,” Vittoria replied wearing a brittle smile on her face and desperately attempted to maintain a facade of composure.Turning to the maid, “Is everything okay? Did you have a disagreement with any of your colleagues, or perhaps one of the other maids?” she inquired with feigned nonchalance.The maid’s voice was shaking as she looked up at Vittoria. “You made me poison Amora,” she said, crying. Vittoria was terrified, her breath becoming heavy and fast. The reporters moved closer, watching Vittoria’s reaction to the maid’s co