Chapter 27Early Morning at Alejandro’s mansionThe morning sun cast a soft glow over Alejandro’s mansion as Alejandro paced back and forth in the living room. He hadn’t slept all night, worry etched on his face. Miguel sat on the couch, sipping his coffee, while Theo stood near the window, scanning the surroundings for anything suspicious.“Still no word from her?” Alejandro asked, his voice thick with exhaustion.Miguel shook his head. “I’ve got Jack working on the tracker on her dress. If Diego has her, it’s not going to be easy to get her back, Ale.”“She’s carrying my child, Miguel,” Alejandro said, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “I can’t just give up.”Theo spoke up from his position near the window. “Wait, I think I just saw her walk through the gate.”Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from outside. Alejandro turned toward the door, his heart pounding.The door burst open, and there stood Sophia, her hair disheveled, her clothes torn in a way that sug
Chapter 28Morning at Jackson’s QuartersThe next day, Theo stood outside Jackson’s room, his knuckles rapping firmly on the wooden door. The hallway was quiet, with the faint hum of morning activity echoing from the kitchen below. After a moment, the door creaked open, revealing Jackson in sweatpants and a loose hoodie, his hair slightly disheveled.“Theo? You’re up early,” Jackson said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “What’s going on?”“We need to talk,” Theo said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. His face was stern, his tone clipped. Jackson frowned, shutting the door behind him.“What’s the urgency?” Jackson asked, gesturing to a chair for Theo to sit.Theo ignored the offer and remained standing, crossing his arms. “It’s about Sophia,” he began. “You’ve heard the story she’s spinning, right? That she ‘escaped’ from Diego Morales?”Jackson snorted, walking over to the mini-fridge to grab a bottle of water. “Yeah, cock and bull if you ask me. No way Diego just l
Chapter 29Nathan and Jackson left Jackson's room with purposeful strides, their conversation still buzzing in their minds. The tension was palpable as they navigated the winding corridors of Alejandro’s mansion.“Where could he be right now?” Nathan said, his tone edged with frustration.Jackson, clutching his laptop, shrugged. “Theo’s always moving around. Let’s check his room.”They turned down the hall and knocked on Theo’s door. After a few moments of silence, Nathan tried the handle, but the room was empty.“Not here,” Jackson muttered, glancing around.Nathan sighed. “Let’s try the gym. He’s been in there a lot lately.”The two made their way downstairs to the gym. The faint sound of weights clinking and rhythmic grunts echoed down the hall as they approached. Inside, they found Jake Turner, shirtless and dripping with sweat, in the middle of a vigorous set of pull-ups.Jake noticed them in the mirror and smirked. “What’s up, nerds?” he said, dropping down from the bar and grab
Chapter 30The next day was a Sunday. It was a bright morning, and the mansion grounds were bustling with activity. The new gardener was trimming hedges, while a few maids hurried about their chores. At the gate, Martin, the elderly gateman, was performing his usual duties, meticulously inspecting everyone entering and leaving.A sleek, black car pulled up at the gate, and Oscar stepped out. Dressed in an expensive tracksuit and sunglasses, he looked around with a smug expression. He gestured impatiently at Martin, his tone sharp.“Hurry up, old man! Do you want me to stand here all day?” Oscar snapped, leaning against the car. “Open the gate already!”Martin, used to dealing with difficult people, remained calm but couldn’t hide the slight frown forming on his face. “I’m just doing my job, sir. Could you please confirm your identity?”Oscar scoffed, pulling off his sunglasses. “I’m Sophia’s gym instructor. She’s expecting me. Now stop wasting my time and open the gate!”Martin nodded
Chapter 31He left the gym and headed straight for Theo’s office. Pushing open the door, he found Theo reviewing the updated security plans.“Got a minute?” Miguel asked, shutting the door behind him.“Sure,” Theo said, leaning back in his chair. “What’s up?”Miguel crossed his arms, pacing slightly. “It’s about Sophia and that so-called gym instructor of hers, Oscar.”Theo raised an eyebrow. “What about them?”“I just saw them in the gym. The way they were interacting—too close, too familiar. He told her he missed her after the ‘kidnapping.’ It’s odd, Theo. He’s supposed to be her trainer, not her confidant.”Theo frowned. “You think there’s something going on between them?”Miguel stopped pacing, his expression serious. “I don’t just think it—I know it. And we need to keep a closer eye on them. There’s something about Oscar that doesn’t add up. He’s disrespectful to staff, acts entitled, and now he’s cozying up to Sophia.”Theo nodded thoughtfully. “Do you want me to escalate this?
Chapter 32Later That AfternoonThe golden rays of the afternoon sun streamed through the large windows of Alejandro’s mansion as the doorbell echoed throughout the luxurious halls. James, the butler, shuffled to the entrance, opening the door to reveal two women—Amy Johnson and Judy Miller.Amy wore a simple floral dress that flattered her petite frame, while Judy was dressed in bold designer clothing, her oversized sunglasses perched arrogantly on her head.“Welcome, ladies,” Mr. James said with a polite nod, stepping aside to let them in.Amy gasped, her eyes widening as she took in the grandeur of the mansion's new interior that Sophia had had made. “Oh my gosh, Judy, look at this place! It’s like something out of a movie!” she whispered excitedly.Judy rolled her eyes, stepping inside with a smirk. “Calm down, Amy. It’s not like you’re moving in. You’ll embarrass yourself, as usual.”Amy flushed but ignored the jab, too enamored by the sparkling chandeliers and marble floors to c
Chapter 33The night was cloaked in a veil of restless clouds, the soft hum of distant crickets the only sound outside Diego’s sprawling mansion. Inside, the warm glow of chandeliers illuminated a room thick with tension. The mahogany table in Diego’s private study bore marks of age and power, much like the man who sat at its head.The thick smell of cigars mingled with the faint tang of spilled whiskey, curling through the opulent study like a specter of power. A half-empty wine bottle stood forgotten on the table, next to a silver tray dusted with the remnants of cocaine. The grand chandelier above cast flickering light, illuminating the tension etched into every corner of the room.Diego lounged in his leather armchair, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. His dark eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, bore into the men seated before him. On the table, a glass of Malbec swirled lazily in his other hand, the deep red liquid glinting in the light. He didn’t need to speak; the silence was s
Chapter 34In the dark hallway, Valentina pressed her back against the cold stone wall, her heart pounding in her chest. The deep silence of the mansion surrounded her, broken only by the muffled sounds of the conversation coming from Diego’s study. She had been in the bedroom when the men entered, and unable to resist, she had tiptoed silently to the door to listen in.Though she hadn’t heard much of the conversation—her position had been precarious and the voices low—the part that had caught her off guard made her blood run cold. Javier had suggested hiring the best hackers in the world to break into Alejandro’s casino since the fire attack wasn’t successful, and Valentina’s mind had skipped at the thought.She didn’t know Alejandro personally, but from the little she’d gathered, he seemed like a young, innocent man who luckily won her husband’s scam lottery.Yet here was Diego, her husband, plotting to destroy him piece by piece. She couldn’t stand the thought of Diego manipulating