Emilia had started to distance herself from Diego ever since she found out that somebody had tampered with his source of power. Emilia had at least expected him to assemble all of his goons just like the way he did when he realized that Andrew had gone missing, but he did not, which could only mean one thing—he did not suspect any of them, and anytime soon, he would come to confront her about it because it seemed to her like he had an idea that she knows who had or must have been the one to breach the walls of where Diego's powers lay. Just as Emilia had thought, that evening when Diego got back from wherever he went, he came over and sat across from her, staring at her with an intent gaze. Emilia swallowed as she tried to ignore Diego's intense gaze on her. When she mustered the courage to finally look up at him, she was met by a pair of eyes that seemed to bore deep into her soul as if wanting to uncover every secret that lay beneath Emilia's cloak. Emilia found herself sweating
"Diego please, I beg of you—you're scaring me!" Emilia let out, trying to get away from him. She was not only scared for her life but was extremely embarrassed that she had to expose herself this way in front of Diego. This was not the first time that Diego would see her naked body but this time was different. She was now ashamed of the same body that she had once taken pride in. "I'm scaring you? If you think this is scary, then you have not seen anything yet!" Diego said sternly to her which only made Emilia scared to the core. "Diego, please, just let me go out something on; I'm cold," Emilia said, pretending to shiver slightly. Diego was about to say something when he paused to look at Emilia. The anger that he felt Inside had been quenched by what had had just said. "You feel cold?!" He asked with genuine concern etched in his voice. "Yes, I am; I need to cover up, Diego... please!" Emilia let out, knowing that she had hit the right core. "Let me get something for you to c
Andrew materialized in front of the car, stunning the men even more. There was a look of dread on both men's faces as they backed away from Andrew. "What the heck are you?!" One of the men screamed while pointing a finger at him. "I am your worst nightmare!" Andrew replied in a low and dangerous tone, they had no idea of what they were about to face, Andrew was going to make sure that he dealt with them until they become unrecognisable. "Stay away from us." The other man let out. Andrew looked around the area, it seemed they were in the middle of nowhere—that was perfect for Andrew, he could be in a place where he could use his powers to the extreme and not raise an alarm amongst passerby. "I'm afraid that won't be possible. You touched one of the people most precious to my heart and now, I'm going to make you pay." Andrew seethed with hate. "You jerk, you think we're afraid of you?!" Both men already had their fists rolled into balls, ready to take a swing at Andrew. They did
The rays of sun filtered in through the windows and rested on Patrick's face. He groaned and used his forearm to shut the sun out from his face. "Ugh, I don't want to wake up now, mum!" He said from his sleep and grudgingly stood up. He had not realized where he was until he placed a foot on the floor and felt something sting him underneath his foot, and a sharp pain followed immediately. "Ouch!" He shrieked and looked down on the floor. He was surprised to see broken pieces of a bottle scattered all over the floor, a portion of the floor filled with the dried-up liquid that had poured onto it. "How did all of this get here?!" He asked and then, the memories from last night started coming to him slowly. "Ah geez!" He let out when he could recall everything that happened from last night. Blood was already sprawling out of his leg and soon the floor was filled with his blood. The scent of fresh blood, dried vomit, and Alcohol filled his nostrils and made him gag. "Shit, I've got
Andrew smiled when he heard both men already fighting themselves to stupor, he had gotten into their heads and turned the both of them against one another, he had intended to make them fight till they drop dead but when they told him that do you go was responsible for the failed attempt at kidnapping his daughter, then he definitely that they would fight until they somehow made their way back to Diego. How they were going to make their way back to Diego while they were still at battle was none of his business, but he had made it so that unless they came in contact with Diego, that was when they would stop fighting immediately. Andrew stopped in the middle of nowhere and closed his eyes so he could teleport back to the house—Dora's toilet precisely, to make it look like he had just gone to ease himself in the toilet. He opened the door to see his daughter still waiting patiently for him. He felt his heart melt at the such of his faith sitting patiently in the same spot that he had l
Andrew turned around with Dora in his arms to face Lisa with a look of dread etched all over his face. "Are you hiding something from me, Andrew? Now give me back it child!" She ordered, putting her hand out in front of her as she went towards him and grabbed Dora from him, setting her down on the ground. "Now tell me, Dora, what was it that Daddy asked you not to tell me?!" Lisa glared at Andrew before looking down at her daughter, waiting for her to respond. "It's nothing!" Andrew tried to speak up for Dora, who just kept on smiling from ear to ear, poking a finger inside her mouth. "Let her speak for herself, Andrew!!" Lisa retorted. What she hated the most was when people Kept things away from her. Even Before Andrew had been kidnapped, she had suspected that he was keeping things back from her. When she had vowed to herself that she would uncover whatever it was that Andrew was keeping away from her, she thought she had been overthinking the whole thing when she did her inve
"What do you mean you've been waiting for my call all morning, Reginald?!" Patrick arched a brow as he asked the question. "The way I left you, boss, it was obvious that you were going to call me one way or the other," Reginald Informed Patrick. He could tell that Reginald was smiling from the other end of the phone widely; his calculations were correct. "Well, since you knew that I was going to call, then you just know what I want," Patrick said to him, trying to conceal his true emotions. "Of course I do, but you know, it's not something that we can discuss over the phone.""Look, Reginald, I know you by now, and I know what you're capable of; you won't just agree to help me except you need something in return, so tell me what it is that you want, and let's get on with this!!" Patrick let out with irritation, he could not believe that of all the people that he could be on the phone with, it would be Reginald. "Exactly why this is not a conversation that we can have on the phone,
Chapter 154"Diego!" Emilia called out in shock. The man also spun around, and upon seeing Diego, he went down on his knees immediately. "Please boss, it's not what you think!!" The man clasped both hands in front of him as he begged. "So tell me what I think it is!" Diego asked sarcastically. "Please boss, I beg of you!!" The man continued to beg for his life. He knew now that Diego had caught him, He was not going to spare his life. "So you've been the one who has been hurting my girl?!""You've been the one inflicting those wounds on my girl's body, haven't you?!" Diego asked Angrily as he grabbed the man by his collar and yanked him up aggressively to his feet. "I can explain, boss Please just give me a chance to explain." The man Pleaded. He was shaking his head fervently as His eyes darted from Emelia to Diego, Who was already on the verge of pouncing on him. "Alright, I'm going to give you two minutes, just two minutes, to tell me the reason why you've been whipping my gi