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After spending a few years in prison, Henrico Zattani, an heir farmer, is finally released and vows to fulfill his promise of revenge to his ex-wife's family, especially her father, an important politician and CEO of one of the largest construction companies in the country. When he finds out that his ex-wife got married, then he chooses her younger sister for his pawn piece in the game. Amelia knows that her last name attracts the most diverse predators, however, she is even more sure that being the bastard daughter is a greater target, so she will do everything to protect her family.
HE N R I C O
The noise of loose springs reverberates down the long, dark corridor, some roars are louder than others and come from every cell, but that's what happens when you take lunatics who can't find a foothold
to sleep and put them in the same place. Lying on top of the bunk bed
I share with one of my companions, I look at the torn photo of the
old newspaper that Guilhermino managed to bring me, the paper is
worn, and the color is fading as the days go by, however, I can still
see the smile of each member of the Leal family and the victorious
expression on their faces. Augusto obeyed and won the election in New
York, becoming governor of the state with a great advantage over his
competitors.
Something in me broke when my best friend brought me the wedding news, I didn't
believe it until he brought me this photo as proof, I know that deep
down he still hopes that I will move on and forget them all, erase
the idea of revenge and move on in my life as if nothing had
happened, but this is just another reinforcement for me to follow my
plan. You can't ask a man who's been tried and convicted for a crime
he didn't commit, someone who's had his life stolen and his heart
broken, to let it all go and move on. The woman I loved was married
to another man, acting like I didn't exist anymore, but all that was
about to change, I'm sure your father hasn't told you the whole
truth, and I'm coming back to take back everything that's mine for
right.
"Only now I don't feel anything, baby." I whisper, running my fingers
over her image, unable to take my eyes off her.
"No shame or pity. You're going to have to deal with me, and there's no
escape." I whisper, careful not to draw the attention of my
companions.
After a few more minutes of looking at the photo, I put it under my pillow
and try to sleep, closing my eyes and refusing to open them before a
new day, even with all the screams and various noises during the
night.
Some companions are running away today, and I had the option of joining
them and fleeing this place ahead of time, but Guilhermino put some
reason in me and I gave up. I can't go back and beat Augustus if he's
a fugitive, no, I need to have my freedom within the law, so I can
move the right pieces. Just a few more months. I repeat until I fall
asleep, then when I wake up the next day to a guard splashing me with
water and snarling a few curse words, I just smile and say I don't
know where my saddle mates have gone.
When night comes again, I dream of the girl with the green eyes and I
imagine doing the most wicked things to her in front of her lying
father and fake sister, until these dreams become my obsession and I
start dreaming during the day too, creating the most hateful scenes
and dialogue, wondering if the sweet youngest Leal has any experience
with men and would be capable of giving me pleasure, but also loving
the idea of being first.
She will hate me in the end, but she will also learn about herself and
doubt her feelings. I'll break you to the core, take your body for
me, and keep your soul for my delight. Anyway, my plan starts and
ends with her. I will be your end.
"Hey." Antonio, a guard I don't completely hate and keep on the payroll,
calls out to me, pushing a printout of some digital newspaper he
likes to post about the Leal family. "You owe me." he says
and walks away, yelling at some inmates who have started an argument
over who can lift the most weight.
I shove the piece of paper inside my pants and go back to the cell,
after making sure I'm alone, I remove the paper from inside my pants
and read the small text above the photo. I ignore the editor's
fawning over Augusto and focus on the names mentioned, my eyes
dropping to memorize the features of my ex-wife's new husband.
The bitter taste of betrayal dulls my taste buds, causing an overwhelming
need to play, but I don't. I hold the gaze of the man in the photo
and then follow his hand, one arm around his wife's waist and the
other around his little sister. It seems like a perfect family, but I
have a strange feeling about the asshole, especially since his hand
is touching what's mine.
I take a deep breath, closing my eyes until I push the rage out of the
dark room I keep in my head and get my actions back under control.
Just a few more months.
Days pass and I wallow in self-pity, seeking refuge in revenge, fights,
and exercise.
I finish my set of weightlifting with the equipment improvised by some
inmates and rest on the cement bench, closing my eyes to take a deep
breath and relax my muscles. Someone taps my shoulder.
"Hey pretty boy" I would recognize that voice anywhere by now, it was
the first lesson I'd learned since getting here, and even though we
never exchanged a word with him, I knew it was worrying to have his
attention on me right now. Shadow isn't known for making friends, no,
last time I was warned, I was told not to be alone with him in the
dark if I didn't want to become his little doll.
"What do you want!?" I growl, hoping the idiot realizes he's a
nuisance. He looks at me with a crooked smile that tells me he's
unimpressed. I roll my eyes.
The guy is six feet tall and covered in tattoos, including a skull on his throat, so of course I didn't intimidate him.
"I just thought you needed to relax." he says with a shrug, and I
eye him suspiciously.
"I don't like guys." I speak and her smile dies.
"And you're too skinny for my liking, idiot. I'm here to offer you a
cigarette, not the gun I keep between my legs." I almost smile
at his shitty comparison, then remember I'm in jail and this guy is a
murderer.
"And you are offering me this?" He snorts.
"I'm a guy like a guy, but that doesn't mean I'm hitting on you,
handsome." I pinch my eyebrows together.
"Okay, sorry if I was judgmental."
"Yes, you were." he cuts me off, and I look down at the cigarette
between his fingers.
"What does this offer mean, then?"
"It's just cigarettes, man. That shit kills, so you don't need to get all
emotional." He holds out the cigarette again, and I take it,
letting him light it for me. "This is shit, maybe death is a
better way out." he says, blowing smoke upwards, his gauze lost
in a group of faces a few feet away from us. I shrug, holding the
smoke in longer than I should.
"What stops you, then?"
"My daughter" reveals and surprise washes over me, but considering
he doesn't seem willing to say anything more about it, I swallow my
curiosity.
"And you?" he asks after a while.
"Revenge."
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.