Diego Vanessa sits in silence during the jet ride home, nervously biting her lip and picking at her nails. The abrupt end to our honeymoon ignites a fury within me, she was finally beginning to be happy in my presence. Now, we're being thrust back into my world, and while it's familiar territory, I can't help but feel a pang of longing for her world. A world where we cuddle and talk for hours, make love on the beach, and simply slow down to savor each moment of the day together. After we deal with this stupid shit with her sister, I swear to myself that I'll make time to escape to her world. I want to create countless cherished memories with her and our future children. It's a promise I'll keep to us both. Once we land, I take her hand and lead her to the town car to go home. Charlie nods in the rearview mirror when he sees me, "Nice to see you again, Jefe and Mrs. Reyes." "Likewise, Charlie," I reply. It's good to be home...somewhat. Vanessa responds with a soft hum,

Vanessa After Diego leaves, leaving me to be babysat by Danny and two other men, I storm off to my room. I'm pissed the fuck off. Not exactly at him, but at the entire situation. My sister could be getting tortured right now, and though I didn't know Luis well, I knew he spent the most time with my sister. Maybe he actually cared for her, and now they're on the verge of dying together. I can't lose my sister. She's the only family I have. Diego rescued us from that house together, and it's only fair we both live happy, fulfilled lives. If Viktor kidnapped her because he couldn't have me, how can I possibly sit here and wait for Diego to return? I have to do something. But what? I gnaw on my bottom lip, pacing back and forth as my mind races with possibilities. Hours seem to pass before the door swings open and Danny leans against the doorframe. "Are you going to eat?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Diego said you haven't eaten since yesterday morning." I fight back a smile.

Diego "I'll ask once more...where the fuck is Celeste Reyes?" I snarl, my voice dripping with menace. After hours of torture, the poor bastard still hasn't cracked, but I won't stop until I get the information I need out of him. And then I'll still slit his throat for wasting my time when I could be home with my wife right now. "Para! Para! (Stop! Stop!)" He screams, tears streaming down his wrinkled face. We're in the middle of my stepmother's living room. I expected to find her when I arrived, but instead, I found him scrubbing blood from the floor. He claims he doesn't know where it came from, he was just ordered to clean it, but I know the fucker is lying. Celeste must be paying him a lot because we could've been done with this a while ago. But oh well. Despite Leo and Sal's assistance, we're not getting anywhere. At this rate, Luis and Alicia will be killed before we can find out where Nathan is keeping them. And Celeste knows where he's hiding. Finding her means

Vanessa I grit my teeth as Celeste presses another lit cigar against my skin. Despite blacking out from the pain in our earlier torture session, she merely splashed water on my face and resumed her merciless work. I'm starving and naked except for my collar, only because Celeste and Nathan couldn't get it off. I'm grateful for that, it's as if Diego is with me right now. My body is beaten, with cuts and burns everywhere. Let's just say my will to live has dramatically decreased in the last twenty-four hours. But I made a promise to Diego—that I wouldn't give up, that I'd do whatever it takes to get back to him. That's if they don't end up killing us both. Celeste casually places the cigar back between her lips, igniting it with a flick of her lighter. Clad in a cozy sweater and cardigan that somehow doesn't have a single drop of blood on them, she looks like a gentle, old woman, but she is anything but. Diego tried to warn me about her cruelty, but I had no idea she was this

Diego I glare at Denis with disdain as I slowly stir my coffee with his detached finger. Sanitized, of course. With Brian's advanced technology, we were able to locate the van using the street cameras. We suspect it was either two or three men who abducted Vanessa but were only able to obtain clear footage of the driver's face. It took longer than I wanted it to, but we tracked the motherfucker down, and now at 2am, we're in his bedroom. He's securely tied to a chair while his two children are occupied in another room with Leo. I only brought Leo, Danny, and Leroy for this. The fewer men, the better since the house is located in the suburbs with other houses surrounding it. When I demanded his wife to bring me a cup of coffee, she begged me to spare her husband, but he didn't show my wife any mercy. Why the fuck should I? After, I sawed his fingers off right in front of her, her hysterical sobbing escalated into screams. Danny taped her mouth closed, so I wouldn't kill her