"I don't understand," Amora said with a confused expression on her face while Antonio got out of the bed and started to wear his clothes."Antonio...Antonio..." she stuttered, sounding nervous. "You...don't like...that I'm pregnant?""I promise this time I won't lose the baby. I'm fully aware that I'm pregnant, and I'll take care of this one." She said while watching him get dressed."Get up," Antonio said in a distant voice while she complied. Antonio selected a red dress from the expansive closet, "Wear this," he instructed, extending the dress to her. Amora took the dress and slipped it over her body.Amora could feel Antonio's urgency as he led her out of the room and down the hallway towards the car. They ran into Camila on the way, but Antonio didn't stop to chat. "Drive us to the hospital now," he told the chauffeur authoritatively.Amora watched Antonio's face as they sat at the back of the car. Antonio's brows were drawn together in a deep furrow."Antonio, did I do somet

"Good evening Miss Amora Francesco. My name is Eduardo Rugo, and I'm your personal bodyguard." Eduardo bowed while Amora glared at him angrily. Her brows knitted together in consternation, "Personal bodyguard you say?"“Yes ma, I was employed by Mr. Antonio to work for you..." "Stop with the formalities!" She exclaimed, her chest heaving with rage. "You make me sick!” she cried out, her voice raw trembling before she banged the door on his face. "What's the matter?" Camila inquired with a worried expression washing over her face before she noticed the tears rolling down Amora's cheeks. "Oh no, Amora, are you crying again?"Amora erupted in tears,"Why wouldn't I cry? Antonio makes me sick!" she sobbed, "He pretends to care, but he wasn't even excited about our baby. He just keeps buying me gifts, as if that's all I want. And then he's on TV, saying family matters most, like I'm just a fly in the ointment to him. Something he can use and then toss aside when he's done with me." her

"And to what do I owe this pleasure, Vittoria?" Antonio purred, his gaze trailing over her curves.Vittoria drew closer to him, "Let's have sex. It's been long since we did that." she stated, producing a packet of condoms from behind her back with a coy smile.He perked up his brows before he let out and annoying laughter with his face hardening the next minute, "Let's have sex?" He asked in a cold expression, "Yes, I want to have sex with you. Why shouldn't we?" she countered, the fire in her eyes burning hotter.Antonio's eyes narrowed, his initial amusement fading into a steely glint. "You want to have sex on your terms, is that it, Vittoria?" he snapped."What's wrong with having sex on my terms?" Vittoria asked as she pushed Antonio to the bed and began to take off Antonio's clothes."You will never change," he uttered his rebuke."I'm doing you a favor, Antonio," she cooed, her hands skillfully sliding over his body, mapping each contour on his body with practiced ease. "For s

"Camila, she is simply stunning," Amora whispered, her voice thrumming with admiration over the beautiful woman walking towards them."Yes, and there is something remarkably familiar about her, isn't there?" Camila continued,The woman strided towards them gracefully, she approached Amora and Camila, smiling from ear to ear."Hello, Miss Amora Francesco," she addressed the pair with a lilting warmth, extending a hand in an offer of greeting.Amora and Camila, their eyes widening in recognition, exchanged furtive glances,"My name is Miss Maya Diorer," the woman continued,"You're that Maya from television! You look even more stunning off-camera!" Amora and Camila blurted in unison, their voice filled with delight until it was quickly tempered by Amora's realization."And...Antonio's...ex," Amora stuttered as the words tumbled out of her lips."Yes," Maya responded with a light chuckle, "I'm that Maya in your words." She said staring at Amora who had suddenly grown nervous, "And what b

"Come on, we've only just begun, and you're already exhausted?" Buccolini groaned, observing Antonio as he lay motionless on the floor.Buccolini signaled one of his bodyguards. "Gather the others and help him to the guest room to rest."The bodyguard responded, "Yes, sir," and he called upon the other guards to help Antonio to a nearby guest room.They tucked him into the bed gently and left, closing the door behind them.Antonio tossed from one side of the bed to the other until beads of sweat started to form on his forehead. He suddenly clenched and gritted his teeth, contorting his heavy brows. A little boy panicked staring at the lifeless bodies of his parents on the floor, "Mom! Dad! No, you can't leave me alone!" He cried."They'll never wake up again."a gruff man said coldly as he approached."They're dead," "But they promised they would stay by my side forever," the boy wailed with tears in eyes, streaming down his face."That's why I don't like adults, they lie a lot ," the