登入Sylvia dropped her professional demeanor instantly. A cold, predatory smile spread across her face as she stepped around the desk. She leaned over him, running a hand over his broad shoulder, pressing her body against his side."Shh, Diego," Sylvia whispered softly into his ear, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. "Just relax. You're just tired."Diego tried to push her away, his powerful instincts fighting against the drug, but his muscles refused to obey his commands. The sheer potency of the substance dragged him down into a hazy, intoxicated stupor. He could barely keep his eyes open.Unknown to Diego, the side door of the private office clicked open just a fraction. A strange man slipped silently into the room, holding a high-end digital camera equipped with a professional telephoto lens. Moving with practiced stealth, the man adjusted the angle, capturing a rapid sequence of clear, compromising photos and video clips of Sylvia practically straddling the heavily intoxic
The silver sedan pulled up to the curb outside the massive glass doors of the private hospital. The sterile white building loomed large against the overcast sky, a place of clinical precision and cold efficiency. Inside the car, the engine hummed quietly, but neither Dante nor Julie made a move to open their doors.Dante stared through the windshield, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. His heart hammered against his ribs like a caged animal. Every instinct in his body screamed at him to put the car in reverse and drive away from this place forever.Julie turned in the passenger seat, studying his rigid profile with a mixture of sympathy and firm resolve."We're here," Julie said gently. "Park the car, Dante."Dante let out a long, shaky breath, refusing to look at her. "I can't do this, Jul. I'm not going in there."Julie frowned, unbuckling her seatbelt and leaning closer to him. "What do you mean you can't? We talked about this. You agreed."
The room fell into a heavy silence as the harsh reality of the legal battle set in.“Finding another victim who isn’t tied to his inner circle would make everything much easier,” Julie muttered, tapping her chin.Suddenly, Julie sat up straight, an idea sparking in her eyes. “What if…”Both men turned to look at her expectantly.“What if we add something at the end of the leaked video?” She looked back and forth between Diego and Dante. “A clear message to the public. If anyone has ever been a victim of Daniel Creswell… they should come forward. We’ll promise them complete legal and physical protection. The DeLuca family will stand behind every single one of them.”Dante slowly nodded, approval dawning on his face. “That’s actually a very good idea. People are afraid because they think they’re fighting alone.”Diego smiled faintly, building on the concept. “Better yet… we’ll allow anonymous reports to start. If they don’t have to reveal their identities immediately in public… more peo
The morning sunlight poured through the large bedroom windows, but the mood inside the grand house remained heavy with the memory of the previous night. After everything that had happened in the dark woods, Diego refused to let Jane out of his sight. He stood in the living room, arms crossed, waiting for her as she came downstairs dressed for work.“You’re not going anywhere alone,” Diego said, his tone absolute.Jane stopped on the second step and blinked. “Excuse me?”Diego turned his gaze to Jonathan, his personal driver, who stood near the front door. “From this moment on, you’re responsible for her safety. Wherever she goes, you go. Don’t take your eyes off her.”Jonathan gave a respectful nod. “Yes, sir.”Jane frowned immediately, marching the rest of the way down the stairs. “Diego, this is ridiculous.”“No, it isn’t.”“I have work.”“Not today.”She folded her arms across her chest, her jaw tightening. “I’m perfectly fine.”Diego stared at her without the slightest hint of amu
The walk back to the SUV was silent, save for the sound of gravel crunching under the heavy boots of the security team. Diego held Jane firmly against his shoulder, his grip possessive and protective. He didn't say a word, but the tension radiating from his body was palpable. Jane remained quiet, her face buried against his neck, her small hands clutching the fabric of his jacket as if she were afraid he might disappear if she let go.Once they reached the vehicle, Diego lowered her gently into the backseat. He climbed in beside her immediately, pulling her into his lap. He didn't care that Dante and Jullie were watching from the front seats; his only focus was the woman trembling in his arms."Drive," Diego commanded, his voice raw.Dante started the engine and pulled away from the maintenance road, leaving the dark silhouette of the warehouse behind. In the rearview mirror, he could see the other security vehicles falling into formation, their headlights cutting through the night."
Diego stood in the hallway, his posture rigid, the initial terror of Jane’s disappearance giving way to frustration and a sharp, brittle anger. He looked at the faces of the staff, his family, who were all gathered and awaiting his command. “Is it every time we will be looking for Jane?” Diego demanded, his voice dangerously low. “If I should get angry now, you’d all say that I am overreacting again.” Ma'am Rose stepped forward immediately, her expression contrite and deeply apologetic. “I’m so sorry for our negligence, sir. We should have ensured the gate was secure and that she was accompanied, regardless of her intentions.” Diego only nodded once, his eyes already focused on the next move. He didn't have time for blame; he only had time to act. Dante and Jullie had already grabbed the keys, preparing for the search. Jane’s Perspective Jane walked swiftly down the maintenance road, the rough gravel biting at the soles of her casual shoes. The darkness was thick, broken only
Diego caught Jane just as she was about to slip away from the crowd. He held her hand firmly, drawing her close. Her eyes were red from tears and anger, yet she tried to appear calm."I didn’t mean to interrupt you," she managed, her voice wavering. "I just… I don’t want to be in the middle of all
“I just...Diego…” Jane’s voice was quieter now, softer. “When you held me like that, it felt like I was safe for a second. I felt comfort and these zeal inside of me" these time around she was sure of what she was feeling but she doesn't want to ruin the friendship they have, she doesn't want distr
Back at the estate, when Ms. Rose was on a call with Clarita earlier, Diego was passing through the lobby when he overheard Ms. Rose saying, "What do you mean you are looking for Miss Stadler? She is not at home! I thought you were with her! Hello??" But Clarita ended the call. Diego turned and wen
Diego spoke first. “Yeah, I said so. What is it that you want? Tell me, and I’ll do anything.” Jane used his words as an excuse. “I won’t need it now, so keep it for later, okay?” she replied.Even though Diego had answered, he was not satisfied. He kept staring at Jane, and she felt uneasy. Her st







