GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Stefany had years of pent-up rage. She grabbed Catrina by the hair, threw her to the ground, straddled her, and delivered slaps and punches to her face, unleashing all her anger.

Catrina tried to defend herself, but the woman on top of her was stronger. She began screaming for help from her men, but they were busy dealing with the chaos.

Stefany continued to beat her opponent, leaving her face bloody and swollen.

Freed was on the ground behind some chairs with his wife. He watched his brother run with a firearm in his hands, feeling impotent for not being able to help. However, he was also unsure about leaving his scared wife. After deliberating for a few seconds, he whispered,

“Love, stay here! Don’t move! For our princess, don’t even think about getting up or lifting your head. My brother needs me; I’ll help restore order here.”

Janna, realizing the danger she was in, began crying uncontrollably. She fixed her gaze on him and pleaded with a pleading voice,

“Freed, don’t leave me! I’ll die if something happens to you. Here, you’re safe with me and our Fernanda.”

He showed her a sweet look and gave her a tender kiss. After pulling away, he spoke in a gentle and caring voice,

“Nothing will happen to me. You’ll see. Our princess needs me, and I’ll be with you through all her stages. Please trust me.”

“Okay, just make sure nothing happens to you. I swear, if something happens, I’ll find a lover the day of your funeral and go back to the days of wild sex,” she pouted.

Those words excited him so much that, with a playful voice, he said his goodbye,All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“After this is over, I’ll take the liberty of leaving you sore. You won’t want to leave the room.”

He got up carefully and added, “Wait for me here; I’ll be back for you in a bit.”

Freed ran in the direction of his friend. When he reached Oscar, he was offered a firearm, and the three of them hurried toward Kathen’s direction. However, they didn’t arrive in time; they only saw some cars disappearing down the road.

Upon hearing the first gunshots, Kathen became enraged. She watched Catrina being beaten and the other woman lying on the ground. Without wasting time, she grabbed her daughter’s arm tightly and dragged her toward one of the cars. They got in, and she told the driver to start. The other car transporting Lindsey followed.

The men rushed to their cars to pursue them but were in for a surprise.

“Damn it, all the tires were flat.”

Oscar inspected each guest’s vehicle, and all were in the same condition.

“Not a single car was untouched. Damn it, what do we do now?”

The grandfather, Hugo, squinted his eyes and regained his senses, paying attention to the place being restored. He thought to himself, “These men must be led by some city mob boss.”

He walked toward the two women covering their grandchildren with their bodies.

“Sussan and Emilia, go inside the mansion and take care of the children.”

“I want to see my mom! Did they let that woman take her away?” The most serious of the triplets spoke.

“My dear boy, I know you’re upset about all this, but as a man, I give you my word that she’ll be with you soon.”

“I hope so! Because if she doesn’t show up, I won’t talk to your grandfather or my dad.”

Sussan, surprised by Lucas’s words, looked at him with sadness. Her heart compressed seeing him so rigid with furrowed brows. She took his little hand and understood his anger, walking with him and Luna, who was a sea of tears.

Stefany continued slapping Catrina until she fell unconscious. She stood up, wiping her hands on her sides to control her heavy breathing. While doing that, she looked around for her mother.

Fabiana grumbled several times, rubbing her sore buttocks, cursing the money she didn’t get her hands on. She started crawling toward the exit, hoping no one would notice her escape amid the chaos.

Stefany spotted her, detailed that she was heading towards the entrance of the mansion, took a leap, and ran behind the chairs to reach her. This time, she was going to make her pay.

Fabiana sighed in relief, seeing herself outside the mansion. She stood up, laughing in satisfaction. When she was crossing the gate toward the street, she felt a sharp pain from her hair being grabbed. Her expression changed to consternation and fear.

“Where do you think you’re going? This time, I won’t allow you to get away with it,” Stefany held onto that tangle of hair with force and pulled her back into the event.

Fabiana felt her feet scraping against the hard ground, causing pain, and desperation invaded her as she saw, for the first time, her daughter’s eyes bloodshot.

“I beg you, daughter, have mercy on your mother, let me go, and I promise to disappear from your life.”

“You’ve caused a lot of harm, Fabiana, and it’s time for you to pay.”

“I’m sick, please, daughter, I don’t want to die in jail,” the exasperated woman struggled to break free from her daughter’s grip.

Stefany no longer listened. When she reached where Mario was, she threw her at his feet with force, making the contract Fabiana had with the floor emit a sound.

“This woman is another ringleader of what happened and my failed kidnapping.”

Mario called one of the security guards to take the woman away.

Fabiana, with a pained expression and anxiety on her face, pleaded for mercy.

“Daughter! I’m your mother, help me, don’t let me die in jail.”

Stefany looked at her with abhorrence and spat.

“I don’t have a mother! Not even a bitch treats her puppies the way you treated me. I never knew it was an act of love from you; I only obeyed you out of fear of being beaten. I loathe having come out of your womb,” she turned her back and, with her legs almost trembling, walked out briskly to find her son. As she walked, she harbored a release within, a peace that engulfed her, realizing that she was sealing a chapter of her life.