Cold air passed by Alonso as he left the room where he spoke to the general and went in search of his supposed wife Perry.His legs shook and his heart beat so fast as though it had run a hundred miles as the thought of his previous life flooded hismind. He wondered if Philip was really as dangerous as he had been taggedA flash of the look on Philip's face and his mother's face crossed his mind as the young servant that gave him preferential treatment spoke about the locket and when Mr. Montillo also spoke about it"Could they have really plotted my death just for wealth? Truly money is the root of all evil" he thought as he kept walking. He came back to reality as he bumped into Philip and his mother"look who we have here, my supposed son-in-law," the lady said with a bright smile that certainly looked fake"What is your pedigree? What qualifies you to marry my sweet angel perry?" she asked as her eyes took a deep scan of Alonso from his head to his toesHearing her interrogate hi
The text Alonso got was from his lover, ex-lover Lyra. The tingling feeling he got in his stomach when he saw the text made him feel as though he had made a grave mistake by accepting Perry's offer as the feeling he had for her was still fresh.Despite the happiness he felt, he tried to control his emotion and make sure his emotions were in check at their best before meeting herShe had sent a text that they meet up, as she claimed she had something important to say to him. It was already past nine, and his leaving would arouse suspicion from Perry and the guards around, so he sneaked out successfully to meet up with LyraAs he approached the venue they were supposed to meet, he began having second thoughts about proceeding with the meet-up. His heart died a million times, as he remembered the night Lyra broke up with him, and the thought of James in her made the matter worse and his head was so messed up that he decided to back off.“Are you about to leave? I thought you just arrived
Alonso sneaked back into the apartment to avoid anyone being aware of his outing especially not Perry. What excuse was he going to tell? “Hey, I went to see my ex” that certainly would be crazyToday felt like the longest day in Alonso's life, but when he recalls a flashback of what his life used to be, he feels a little better.He lay on the bed for just a few seconds to lay off all the tiredness of the day, but nature got a grip on him on the bed and he fell into a deep slumber without changing what he wore or even thinking of showering*****Alonso's nostrils itched from the smell he perceived, making him wake up. It was not just any smell but an aroma of something delicious cooking and coming from his kitchen.He followed the smell and where it came thinking he was also given a personal cook but was stunned to see Perry actively cooking without any sort of guidance from either a cooking manual or YouTube."what the heck are you doing?" he asked stunned as she prepared the dish lik
He wanted to give her the space she wanted and sought, but having a knowledge of women and how it can be so confusing handling them and knowing what they want, he decided to go after her to console her “the food was really nice, how did you learn to cook so well?” he asked in a low tone as he approached her Alonso knew and felt that he had no right to ask a question, especially not in her current mood, so he thought of a way of starting a conversation that was all that came to his mind and surprisingly she answered “it was my mother” she responded, as she turned to his direction with the glass in her hand “she was a great cook, she did love cooking and I learned from her” she added Taking a short pause, she took a sip from the glass and took a deep breath. Buzz buzz… Alonso's body twitched when the phone in his pocket buzzed. He wasn’t expecting any text at the moment and it made him more curious to know who texted but then Perry was speaking he wouldn’t want to look as though he
“Do you have an appointment with Miss. Montillo?” she questions. Her eyes widened and her mind began roaming when she didn’t see the man she was talking to a few seconds ago.What sorcery, she must have presumed. Out of the blues, Alonso resurfaced and Pam was thrown off balance.“yes, I do actually by…” Alonso responded as he looked at the watch on his left wrist, and adjusted the shirt he wore, trying to act as though everything was alrightThere was a tiny box which was at the receptionist's counter ot was filled with tiny wrapped chocolates and mint definitely for customers. Alonso asked for a mint to calm his nerves but was blatantly turned down by Pam.“Ten O’clock this morning,” Pam said as she arched her left brow and stared at Alonso and his weirdness “you are fifteen minutes late, and Miss. Perry detests that you should know” she commented as she looked away from him and back to her system not wanting to think much about what he had just displayed“What is your name?” she a
She reconsidered the thought of taking Alonso shopping and headed back to her office, and without a word even though he was confused Alonso followed herOn her way, they stumbled upon the General, and Perry thought of him as the best bet to take her dumb ass of a fiancé shopping. She was already seeing him in that light“Hey, take him to the designer and inspect what he chose to buy, you can as well make the choices for him,” she said stopping the General halfway“I paid, some money into your account, use it and upgrade yourself” she added to Alonso, who felt like a kid who was just handed over without a thought“And you guys better not be late” She yelled somewhat angrilyThey both stood at the spot until her figure could no longer be seen. Alonso had to explain to the General all that had happened to the point they where at“I still find it hard to believe that you are CEO Orlando Castle. The boss I served had the most fashion sense and he inspired most of my fashion” the General sa
“Alright, here we are,” the General said as they stepped down from the vehicle. Alonso was stunned at the building.They arrived at the “Baron fashion house” a place where only the elite of the city shopped. Alonso had always passed by this fashion house whenever he went on deliveries and every time he stopped and admired the building“Good day sir and welcome” the guy at the entrance greeted as they walked in and immediately some ladies came and asked that they follow themThey went on to pick every single outfit Alonso liked and tested.“You might not remember much, but your fashion sense certainly hadn't died. You are the Orlando the finest, as your mom always called you” the general said as he walked up to Alonso who looked at his reflection in the mirror“Can we talk about who this Orlando is now, please?” Alonso begged and the general agreed to tell him what he wished to know. He asked the lady helping them choose an outfit to excuse them and went to the couch to sit Alonso foll
The meeting came to an abruptly unexpected halt as they walked in. Every eye in the room was locked precisely at Alonso, except for Perry’s.“What the f***” Perry muttered as she saw him and just wished everyone would remain silent and not say a word, but then Philip just had to be a dick head like he always was“Look whom we have here, just the man we have been talking about,” he said as he stood up with a smile on his face, and jammed his palms together and clapped for Alonso's arrival.The anger towards Alonso from the board members could be seen in their eyes as they all kept looking at him the moment he entered“Who are you?” a voice asked from within the board members. Alonso was confused at the question, as he assumed everyone should know him since he was engaged to Perry“I ask again, young man, who are you?” the voice from earlier said. Alonso felt like he was in the wrong room, but seeing Philip and Perry was enough reason to know he was not.He turned to the General to s
The days turned into weeks, and Perry and Alonso found themselves facing yet another crossroads in their journey. The storm of doubt had passed, but new challenges emerged, demanding their attention and resilience.One afternoon, as they sat in the study, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of the desk lamp, Alonso broached a subject that had been lingering in the back of his mind. “Perry, I’ve been thinking about our future, about the family we want to build.”Perry’s fingers stilled on the pages of the book she was reading, her gaze shifting to meet Alonso’s with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation. “Alonso, what are you thinking?”Alonso leaned forward, his eyes locking onto hers with intensity. “Perry, I still believe that we can overcome any obstacle together. I want us to consider the possibility of adoption.”Perry’s brows furrowed, a complex mix of emotions crossing her features. “Alonso, adoption is a beautiful option, but it’s also a decision that requires careful c
The minutes stretched on as Perry and Alonso remained deep in conversation, their voices a mixture of strategy and determination. The breakfast nook had become a hub of intense discussion, a place where they dissected their options and considered the best course of action.Perry’s fingers tapped lightly against her own coffee mug, her brows furrowed in thought. “Alonso, have you prepared a detailed plan for the board meeting? Something that addresses not only your commitment but also the strategic direction of the company?”Alonso nodded, his expression focused. “Yes, I’ve been working on a comprehensive presentation that outlines our recent successes, our plans for growth, and how my role as Chairman is integral to the company’s future.”Perry’s eyes glinted with a determined fire, her voice carrying a note of resolve. “Alonso, we should also consider reaching out to key stakeholders, those who have worked closely with you and can vouch for your leadership.”Alonso’s gaze met hers, g
The night air wrapped around Perry and Alonso like a comforting embrace as they sat in a contemplative silence, their thoughts swirling like the stars above them. The weight of their conversation hung between them, a delicate balance of vulnerability and uncertainty.Alonso’s voice broke the silence, his words measured yet filled with determination. “Perry, I want you to know that my desire to have a family with you isn’t rooted in the need for biological children. It’s about creating a home filled with love, regardless of where that love comes from.”Perry’s eyes met his, a mixture of surprise and curiosity in her gaze. “Alonso, what are you saying?”Alonso’s fingers traced patterns on the armrest of his chair, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “Perry, there are many ways to build a family—adoption, fostering, even just being there for children who need guidance and support. It’s about the love we give and the environment we create.”Perry’s voice held a note of wonder, her heart beginn
The dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky with hues of pink and gold as Perry and Alonso found themselves on the terrace once again. The air was filled with a sense of renewal, a promise of a new beginning after the storm that had tested their love.Alonso's voice held a touch of vulnerability as he looked at Perry, his gaze sincere. "Perry, I know we've been through a lot. But I believe that this new day brings a chance for us to rebuild, to start afresh."Perry's eyes met his, a mixture of hope and uncertainty swirling within them. "Alonso, I want to believe that too. But can we really move past everything that's happened?"Alonso's fingers reached out, his touch gentle as he held her hand in his. "Perry, I know that rebuilding trust won't happen overnight. But every step we take, every conversation we have, brings us closer to healing."Perry's voice held a note of vulnerability, her words a whisper in the gentle morning breeze. "Alonso, this storm—it's awakened old wounds,
The night seemed to stretch on endlessly, each passing moment heavy with the weight of unspoken emotions. The moon’s silvery light cast elongated shadows across the terrace, mirroring the elongated shadows that had fallen over Perry and Alonso’s relationship.Alonso’s voice held a mixture of exasperation and determination, breaking the tense silence that had settled between them. “Perry, I can’t keep pretending that everything is fine. We need to address this storm that’s tearing us apart.”Perry’s gaze remained distant, her fingers tracing absent patterns on the armrest of her chair. “Alonso, I know we can’t ignore our problems forever. But facing this storm means confronting the painful truth of what’s been hidden.”Alonso’s jaw tightened, his voice laced with urgency. “Perry, I’m not suggesting that we erase the past. I’m suggesting that we find a way to heal, to rebuild, despite the mistakes that have been made.”Perry’s voice was tinged with bitterness, her words a reflection of
The night seemed to stretch on endlessly, the terrace bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. Perry and Alonso remained seated, their conversation having evolved into a delicate dance of emotions, their words a reflection of their inner turmoil.Alonso’s voice held a note of sincerity, his gaze never leaving Perry’s as he spoke. “Perry, I know that facing our issues won’t be easy. But I believe that it’s the only way for us to truly heal and move forward.”Perry’s eyes were fixed on the distant horizon, her voice a mixture of resignation and longing. “Alonso, I want to believe that too. But it’s hard for me to let go of the pain and the doubt that this storm has stirred within me.”Alonso’s fingers brushed against hers, his touch a reassuring anchor. “Perry, I understand that. I understand that I’m the cause of a lot of that pain, and I’m truly sorry for it. But I want us to find a way to rebuild, to rediscover the love that once bound us together.”Perry’s voice was soft, her words
The air grew colder as the night settled in, a reflection of the chill that had crept into Perry and Alonso’s relationship. They remained on the terrace, the tension still palpable between them, like an invisible wall that had yet to be torn down.Alonso’s voice was a mixture of frustration and desperation, his words breaking the silence that had enveloped them. “Perry, I can’t keep living like this. I can’t keep feeling like I’m walking on thin ice every time I try to have a conversation with you.”Perry’s gaze was distant, her voice tinged with a weariness that echoed her emotional state. “Alonso, do you think this is easy for me? Do you think I enjoy feeling like I can’t trust the person I thought I knew?”Alonso’s hands clenched into fists, his voice rising with his growing frustration. “No, Perry, I don’t think you’re enjoying this. But I also don’t think shutting me out is the answer. We need to talk, to face our issues head-on.”Perry’s eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and
The storm outside seemed to mirror the turmoil within Perry and Alonso. As they stood facing each other, the weight of their emotions hung heavily in the air, a palpable reminder of the challenges they were grappling with.Alonso's voice was a mix of sincerity and determination. "Perry, I understand that rebuilding trust won't happen overnight. But I'm willing to put in the work, to prove to you that my love is genuine."Perry's gaze was intense, her eyes searching his for any sign of the truth she so desperately needed. "Alonso, how can I trust that you won't keep more secrets from me? How can I believe that you won't hide another storm behind closed doors?"Alonso's voice held a note of remorse. "I can't promise that I won't make mistakes, Perry. But I can promise that I'll be honest with you moving forward, even if it means facing difficult truths."Perry's fingers trembled, her voice laced with vulnerability. "Alonso, this storm—the one within me—it's tearing me apart. I don't kno
The days that followed Perry and Alonso’s heart-to-heart were marked by a fragile peace. While they had begun to bridge the gap between them, the echoes of their previous conflicts still lingered in the air, a reminder of the storm that had tested their love.One afternoon, Alonso sat in his study, lost in thought. The weight of the past weeks had taken its toll on him, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there were still unresolved issues between him and Perry.The sound of footsteps pulled him from his reverie, and he looked up to find Perry standing in the doorway, her expression a mixture of determination and trepidation.Alonso’s voice was gentle as he spoke. “Perry, is everything okay?”Perry took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto his. “Alonso, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and I believe we need to address something else that’s been lingering between us.”Alonso’s brows furrowed, his curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?”Perry’s voice was steady, her gaze unwavering. “