The Espinoza dining room was filled with laughter and warmth as Gwendolyn's parents, Senator Eduardo Espinoza and his wife, Maria, teased their daughter about finding a suitable husband. The table was set with fine china and crystal glasses, and the aroma of delicious food wafted through the air."
Gwen, you're 27 now; it's time to settle down," Maria said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"We need grandkids to spoil."Gwendolyn rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Mama, I'm focusing on my career, not marriage."Eduardo chuckled. "Your mother is just trying to get rid of you. She wants the house to herself."The family erupted into laughter, and the sound filled the room.
But suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. The door burst open, and armed men stormed in. Fear gripped the family as the thugs surrounded them.
"Everyone, stay calm!" one of the men yelled, his gun raised.Gwendolyn's eyes widened as one of the thugs grabbed her, pulling her away from the table. Her parents begged, tears streaming down their faces.
"Please, don't hurt her! Take whatever you want, just leave Gwendolyn alone," Maria pleaded.The thug sneered.
"Shut up, and give us the money."Eduardo, still trying to assert his authority, shouted,
"You don't know who I am! I'm Senator Espinoza, and I'll have you arrested!"The thug sneered, pressing the gun to Eduardo's temple.
"You're not in a position to make demands, politician."The thugs dragged the family upstairs to Eduardo's office, where they forced him to open a wardrobe filled with cash and documents.
As they packed the loot, Gwendolyn was crying and pleading for her life.When they finished, the thugs dragged Gwendolyn back downstairs. As they left, Maria and Eduardo were consumed by despair, their screams and cries echoing through the night.The thugs threw Gwendolyn into a truck.
Hot moans of Zayn and Veronica filled the room. As they oohed and aahed, caressing and driving each other crazy behind a long white curtain, their stark bodies melted. Zayn drove insanely into Veronica's hole and she let out cries of pleasure and pain. When Zayn felt his seed pour into Veronica, they sat oppositely, panting heavily. There were tears in Veronica's eyes.
"Gawd. That was too hard." There was no response from Zayn. Veronica touched her lips, swollen from deep kissing and bites.
Diego, Zayn's assistant entered the room and quickly took his eyes off their nakedness.
"What the fuck? How dare you barge into my room?" Zayn barked.
"I'm sorry, lord. I just wanted to let you know that Miss. Espinoza is with us." Zayn's eyes twinkled devilishly.
"This is big news. Bring her to my room immediately." Diego nodded and left.
"Get out!" He told Veronica at once.
"WHAT?"
"But you said I'd be with you the whole night."
"Plans changed. Leave." Veronica wore her plain white gown and left without further complain. Zayn wore his white robe and sat on the bed, waiting for his new wife.
Gwendolyn's body trembled as she was dragged into the room by Zayn's men, her limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Tears streamed down her battered face, mixing with the blood from the scratches that marred her cheeks. Her eyes, red-rimmed from crying, flashed with defiance as she caught sight of Zayn.
As Zayn approached her, Gwendolyn struggled against the men holding her, her voice hoarse from screaming. "You monster!" she spat at Zayn, her words laced with venom. "You're just after my father's money, aren't you? You're evil, Zayn!"
Zayn's expression remained cold, his eyes scanning her bruised body before he reached out and grasped her jaw, his fingers digging deep into her skin. Gwendolyn cried out, trying to wriggle free, but the men held her firm.
"I'm not after your money, Gwendolyn," Zayn's voice was low and menacing. "I'm after you. You're my wife now, and you'll do exactly as I say." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her face.
"You'll fulfill all my demands, or else."Gwendolyn's eyes widened in terror as Zayn's grip on her jaw tightened. "Or else what?" she stammered, her voice shaking.
"Your parents will pay the price," Zayn's words were laced with cruelty. "If you try to defy me, they'll be killed. You're mine now, Gwendolyn. Mine to command, mine to use."Gwendolyn's cries grew louder, more desperate.
"Why are you doing this, Zayn? What do you want from my family?" she pleaded, her voice cracking with fear.Zayn's smile was cold, calculating. "You'll find out soon enough," he said, his voice dripping with malice.
"For now, just know that you're mine, and you'll do as I say."
"And you will not call me Zayn. I'm your hubby now. Say hubby or you die." Gwendolyn refused to say it.
"I'm not afraid of you, Zayn. Just stop making threats about my family and let go of us! I don't love you! I don't want you as my husband!"
"Love?" Zayn said in a rising tone and the men laughed hysterically.
"What is love? When you came here did you see rose petals? Did you see Valentine Dream cake or a couple expressing affection in a corner? We do not know the meaning of love, Miss. Espinoza. All we express is LUST, HATE, DESIRE, NEGATIVITY and HARM. And if you wanna stay alive, you had better erase that mentality of love and anything that comes with it." Zayn sounded cold.
"I have other wives - Camille, Bella and June. You could be friends with them." Zayn shrugged and let go of Gwendolyn's jaw.
"Take her away and get her dressed into a more seductive outfit."
Zayn Rogers exuded an aura of power and sophistication, his ruggedly chiseled features a testament to his Mexican heritage. His dark, piercing eyes seemed to bore into those he looked at, as if sizing them up for potential threats or weaknesses. His sharp jawline was accentuated by a subtle dimple in the center of his chin, adding a touch of rugged charm to his otherwise refined features.
Zayn's nose was straight and proportional to his face, his lips firm and pressed into a straight line, giving him an air of authority. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing a prominent widow's peak, and framing his face with an air of sleek sophistication.
His physique was honed to perfection, his broad shoulders and chest tapering down to a narrow waist. His abs were chiseled, the six-pack definition evident even under his tailored suits. The muscles rippled beneath his skin as he moved, a testament to his dedication to physical fitness.Despite his intimidating presence, Zayn's features were undeniably attractive, his piercing eyes and chiseled jawline making him a formidable and captivating figure. His tailored suits only added to his aura of power, accentuating his physique and commanding respect from those around him.
The police station was quiet, the only sound the soft hum of computers and muted conversations between officers. That all changed when Mr. Espinoza burst through the doors, his face contorted in anguish.
"Please, you have to help us!" he bellowed, his voice cracking with emotion. "They took our money and kidnapped our daughter, Gwendolyn! You have to do something!"
Mrs. Espinoza rushed in behind him, flanked by burly bodyguards. Her eyes were red-rimmed from crying, her face etched with desperation. "Just get my child back," she sobbed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't care about the money, just bring Gwendolyn home safely.
"The police officers scrambled to respond, trying to calm the distraught couple down. "Sir, ma'am, please, let's sit down and discuss this," one officer said, gesturing to a pair of chairs. "We'll do everything we can to help you."
The head of the investigation department stepped forward, his expression sympathetic. "Let's get Detective Daniela on the case. She's one of our best."
Mr. and Mrs. Espinoza nodded in unison, their faces set with determination. "Yes, Daniela Rivera is the one we want," Mr. Espinoza said firmly. "
Detective Daniela Rivera exuded a quiet confidence, her Spanish-Mexican heritage evident in her striking features. Her eyes were deep, dark pools of espresso, fringed with thick lashes that seemed to dance with every blink. Her nose was straight and proportional to her face, its slight tip adding a touch of elegance to her overall appearance.
Her lips were full and inviting, painted a subtle shade of coral that hinted at a fiery personality beneath her composed exterior. When she spoke, her lips curved into a gentle smile, putting those around her at ease.Daniela's curves were subtle yet undeniable, her fitted blazer accentuating her toned shoulders and slender waist.
Her hips swayed gently as she walked, her tailored trousers skimming over her legs in a way that suggested a lithe, athletic build beneath.Despite her polished appearance, there was something approachable about Daniela, a sense that she was a woman who didn't feel the need to flaunt her beauty.
Her effortless elegance seemed to stem from a deep-seated confidence, a sense of self-assurance that was both captivating and intimidating. As she moved through the police station, heads turned in her wake, drawn by the quiet authority that seemed to radiate from every pore.
As Daniela arrived, the tense atmosphere in the room seemed to dissipate slightly, replaced by a sense of hope. Everyone greeted her with warm smiles, and she responded with a concerned expression. "What's going on?" she asked, her voice laced with empathy.
Mr. and Mrs. Espinoza quickly filled her in on the robbery and Gwendolyn's kidnapping. Daniela listened attentively, her expression growing more serious with each passing moment. When they finished, she nodded thoughtfully and let out a soft sigh.
"I'll take the case," she said firmly.Mrs. Espinoza burst into tears again, and Daniela immediately wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, we'll do everything to get Gwendolyn back," she assured her. Mr. Espinoza's eyes welled up with gratitude as he watched Daniela offer his wife comfort.
"I think I know who might be behind this," Mr. Espinoza said, his voice low and urgent. Daniela's gaze snapped to his, her eyes locked intently on his face.
"Who?" she asked.Mr. Espinoza scrolled through his phone, his fingers flying across the screen.
He handed the device to Daniela, his finger pointing to a grainy image. "That man," he said, his voice trembling with anger.
"The man in the suit."Daniela took the phone and zoomed in on the picture, her eyes narrowing as she studied the man's features. Mr. Espinoza's voice provided context,
"That's Zayn Rogers, son of Alejandro Rogers, one of the most notorious mafia lords. I had him imprisoned years ago, and I've been expecting retaliation ever since."
As Daniela gazed at Zayn's picture, her expression darkened, a spark of determination igniting in her eyes. She looked up at Mr. Espinoza, her voice low and deadly.
"We'll get Gwendolyn back, and justice will be done," she promised. The Espinozas looked at her with hope, their eyes filled with trust and admiration. Daniela's words seemed to reassure them, and for a moment, the tension in the room eased, replaced by a sense of determination and resolve.
Daniela stormed back into her office, the tension still simmering beneath her surface. As she entered, she was met with the sight of her younger sister, Natty, lounging in a chair, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"What do you need, Natty?" Daniela asked, her voice low and tinged with annoyance.
Natty burst into hysterical laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "HEADLINE: DETECTIVE DANIELA RIVERA DECIDES TO TAKE UP A CASE AGAINST THE MOST FEARED DON OF ALL TIME!" she exclaimed, her voice dripping with mockery. She chuckled, clearly enjoying Daniela's predicament.Daniela slumped into her chair, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
"What were you doing eavesdropping on my conversation?" she asked, her tone accusatory.
Natty shrugged nonchalantly, still grinning. "Sorry, sorry. I just couldn't help but overhear. You're really going up against Zayn Rogers, huh?"Daniela's expression turned stern.
"What do you know about him?"Natty's grin faltered for a moment, before she launched into a mocking tone.
"Oh, just the stories I've heard. How he's ruthless, cruel, and even more feared than his father, Alejandro Rogers. You know, the usual stuff."Daniela's eyes flashed with determination.
"I don't care. I'll face him head-on. With the information Mr. Espinoza provided, it's likely Zayn Rogers is behind Gwendolyn's kidnapping and the robbery."Natty snorted, her mocking tone unwavering.
"You're really going to take him down, huh? Good luck with that."Daniela's patience wore thin.
"Just get out, Natty," she said, her voice firm. She tossed the car key at her sister.
"Go wait in the car. I'll be there soon."Natty caught the key, still chuckling as she stood up.
"This is going to be fun," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement, before sauntering out of the office.