Deep love: insatiable lover

Dylan did not learn of Orlando’s disappearance until after his return.

Seeing a serious expression on the face of someone who had been all smiles a moment ago, Vanessa realised what was going on. She frowned slightly and looked a little worried.

Something had happened to the company, hadn’t it?

All this time, Dylan had been busy with Vanessa’s business and must have been very neglectful of the company. It had been hard to return to Pacifica City, but he had taken an extra week’s holiday before going back to the office.

The man who had been working late every day, surprisingly, came home early for Vanessa and her daughter.

-What’s wrong?

Vanessa asked with concern only when she saw Dylan hang up the phone.

There was no way Vanessa didn’t want to know why Dylan resented Gerardo and Orlando, she just didn’t ask.

Until then, there had not been adequate opportunity for her to ask.

And now, the time has come.

Dylan looked at Vanessa and felt that he should tell her everything, that since she had been used by him before, she had a right to know and should not keep it to herself.

Just because Vanessa didn’t ask didn’t mean Dylan could remain silent.

-It’s about Orlando. He’s been out of sight since he fled the country, and my people had a hard time finding him. I knew Orlando would never give up, so I planned to keep him abroad for the rest of his life, unable to return. Just now my men called and said Orlando had disappeared.

-Disappeared? -What happened?

Vanessa asked, frowning.

I wasn’t worried about Orlando, but subconsciously I wanted to ask for clarification.

Dylan thought about how in love she had been with Orlando, knowing that Vanessa supposedly hated Orlando, but still couldn’t help but worry that there were other feelings in her heart.

Because I loved her so much, it was inevitable that I was not confident enough.

-Vanessa, could you… think I’m too hard on Orlando?

Seeing what was going through Dylan’s head, Vanessa didn’t know what to say.

Since when was this powerful man so insecure in front of her?

-If you’re not hard on him, he’ll turn to you. I know all that, so you don’t need to say it, let alone care. Right now we’re talking about what happened in Orlando.

Vanessa said calmly.

She even reflected on whether she had been too hard on Dylan.

Dylan, a tough man who had always been the only one, had learned to think for others and to care about their feelings.

-He took a cruise ship without knowing what to expect and ended up sinking in an accident while the cruise ship was sailing at night. Several people on board were missing and unaccounted for, and Orlando was among them.

-Were there many people involved in the accident?

-The shipwreck was not serious and the rescue was timely, so basically no one died, while those who disappeared were unlucky. It could also be that it was too chaotic…. Anyway, Orlando is now missing. But it’s okay, my people will keep looking for him and will always find him.

Orlando is the insecurity in Dylan’s heart.

Just by keeping an eye on Orlando, Dylan would not have to worry about Vanessa’s safety with his daughter.

-Hmm,” said Vanessa, adding after a moment’s thought. Be careful.

When Vanessa finished and left, with no intention of pursuing the matter further, Dylan took to grabbing her wrist.

The way the slender wrist looked like it would break if he gently squeezed it challenged Dylan to push.

-Don’t you want to know why I’m killing Gerardo and Orlando when I’m obviously also from the Moya family?

Vanessa looked at Dylan again.

-Do you want to talk to me about it?

He worried that Dylan didn’t want to talk about it and that the past was something he didn’t want to worry about anymore.

-There is nothing I can’t tell you.

Dylan pulled Vanessa closer to the couch and sat down next to her.

He looked down, his eyes fixed on her pale, soft hand, and unconsciously placed it in his palm, squeezing it gently.

-You’ve seen the news.

-The one who said that Gerardo was not a real Moya family person?

Dylan nodded.

-Good.

Vanessa stared at him, saying nothing, and Dylan felt self-conscious enough to explain.

-What the news said was true, Gerardo was just an orphan that the Moya family adopted from the orphanage. They adopted him out of kindness, and raised him and treated him like a true son of the Moya family. Growing up, everything my father had, Gerardo had as well. He was an adopted son, but of course he could not have inherited the company of the Moya family. But the Moya family was kind to him, giving him a share of the company and some real estate. Unfortunately, Gerardo was so greedy and because the Moya family treated him so well, he forgot that he was an adopted orphan and not from the Moya family.

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-As he loved the whole Moya family, Gerardo took over my parents’ car. When I was about eight years old, my parents died in a car accident. And at that time my grandfather was gone and my grandmother was still alive. The Moya family was left with Gerardo and me, and no one to control him. Not many people knew Gerardo when he was adopted by my grandfather, so it was natural that Gerardo became the heir of the Moya family after that.

Gerardo was a man who held a grudge against the family that had adopted him.

He finally got what he wanted and took his rightful place at the head of the Moya family.

And the only person in the Moya family, Dylan, is the only thing standing in Gerardo’s way.

-Gerardo had just taken over the Moya family and his position was still unstable. To consolidate his position and show his generosity, he did nothing to the young me. Instead, he sent me out of the country claiming that the death of my parents had affected me so much that he had to send me abroad to recover. After that, I lived under his gaze, surrounded by his people, and led a life that naturally cannot be described. He didn’t want to raise me either, and would have preferred me to die earlier. So at the age of fourteen he left me alone, took back the nanny and the house and set me adrift abroad alone.

A fourteen-year-old boy!

Feeling Dylan’s fingers grip her hand a little tighter, Vanessa couldn’t help but look up at him.

Dylan kept his head down, wondering if it was because he was remembering a past he didn’t want to face that he didn’t want Vanessa to see his expression.

-I had nowhere to live and no money, and I was only fourteen. Gerardo wanted me to die, but I wouldn’t let him. I struggled at the bottom of the ladder, living in the slums and working my way up. I was trying to stay alive every day, trying to learn, trying to build myself up.

Vanessa cannot even imagine how a fourteen-year-old girl can grow up safely in such a dangerous place as a slum.

Not to mention the fact that the slums abroad are very poorly policed, even with dangerous people with guns everywhere.