Chapter 27

Chapter 27
Alex's eyes widened in utter disbelief as he took in the scandalous scene before him. Anna, the woman he had introduced to Fernandez just yesterday, was now sitting on his lap, her hand clasped in his, her body language screaming of possession. Fernandez's glare was like a razor-sharp dagger, piercing and deadly, his eyes flashing with a fierce warning.
"What in the world is going on here?" Alex demanded, his voice shaking with indignation, his words echoing through the room like a thunderclap.
Fernandez's expression was unyielding, his jaw clenched in a fierce line, his lips pressed together in a thin, cruel smile. Anna's eyes darted to him, her gaze pleading for mercy, but she remained silent, her voice trapped in her throat.
Alex's gaze snapped back to Fernandez, his eyes blazing with accusation, his face red with rage. "Mr. Antonio, I've always seen you as a role model, a man of integrity, a pillar of society," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. "But now, I see you for what you truly are - a manipulative, power-hungry monster, a predator who preys on the innocent!"
Fernandez's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. The air was electric with tension, the silence between them thick with unspoken threats.
Alex's gaze turned to Anna, his eyes filled with disdain, his voice laced with disgust. "And you, Anna...I thought you were a great girl, innocent and pure, a ray of sunshine in a world of darkness. But I guess I was wrong. You left me for him, knowing he's married, knowing he's using you for his own pleasure, his own twisted desires."
Anna's face reddened, her lips parting to speak, but Fernandez's kiss silenced her, a possessive, dominant kiss that left her breathless, his lips claiming her as his own. It was a clear message to Alex that Anna was his, his property, his plaything.
Alex's anger boiled over, his face purpling with rage, his eyes bulging with fury. "You're both disgusting!" he spat, his voice venomous, his words dripping with malice. "I swear to destroy you both, to bring you down from your pedestals, to expose you for the hypocrites you are. You haven't seen the last of me!"
With that, Alex stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him, leaving Fernandez and Anna in a tense, charged silence, the air thick with unspoken threats, the sound of Alex's angry footsteps echoing through the hallway like a death knell.
Alex stormed into the broadcasting company, his anger and betrayal fueling his every step. He demanded to speak to the editor, his voice echoing through the halls like a thunderclap.
"I have a story to tell," Alex said, his eyes blazing with fury, his voice trembling with rage. "A story of deceit, of betrayal, of hypocrisy. Fernandez, the number one billionaire, the man who's known for his ruthless tactics, his brutal business dealings...he's a cheater, a liar, a manipulator."
The editor, a woman with a keen sense of smell for scandal, leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with interest, her voice dripping with excitement. "Tell me more, Alex. What do you have on him?"
Alex handed her the photos, the ones he had taken of Anna and Fernandez together, their bodies entwined, their faces locked in a passionate embrace. "This is Anna, the woman I introduced to him yesterday. And this is Fernandez, the man who's married and the popular billionaire, but still found it necessary to pursue her, to seduce her, and because of her, he make my company go bankrupt."
The editor's eyes widened as she took in the photos, her mind racing with the implications, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is huge, Alex. This is the story of the century. We'll make it our top story, our headline, our everything."
And with that, the media storm began. The story of Anna, the home wrecker, and Fernandez, the cheating billionaire, spread like wildfire, captivating the nation's attention, dominating the headlines.
"Home Wrecker: Anna's Affair with Married Fernandez Exposed!" one headline read, the words screaming off the page in bold, black letters.
"Fernandez's Web of Deceit: Cheating on His Wife with Younger Woman!" another screamed, the photo of Anna and Fernandez emblazoned across the front page like a badge of shame.
Anna and Fernandez were bombarded with questions, their every move scrutinized by the paparazzi, their lives turned upside down by the scandal.
"How do you respond to these allegations, Anna?" one reporter shouted, his voice piercing the air like a dagger.
Anna's face was pale, her eyes wide with fear, her voice trembling like a leaf. "I...I don't know what to say."
Fernandez's face was dark, his eyes flashing with anger, his voice low and menacing, like a predator stalking its prey. "This is none of your business," he growled, his words dripping with venom. "I'll sue you all for defamation, for harassment. I'll destroy you all."
But the media wouldn't let up, their questions relentless, their pursuit of the truth unyielding. Anna and Fernandez were trapped in a media storm, their lives forever changed by the scandal.
Alex stormed into the broadcasting company, his anger and betrayal fueling his every step. He demanded to speak to the editor, his voice echoing through the halls like a thunderclap.
"I have a story to tell," Alex said, his eyes blazing with fury, his voice trembling with rage. "A story of deceit, of betrayal, of hypocrisy. Fernandez, the number one billionaire, the man who's known for his ruthless tactics, his brutal business dealings...he's a cheater, a liar, a manipulator."
The editor, a woman with a keen sense of smell for scandal, leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with interest, her voice dripping with excitement. "Tell me more, Alex. What do you have on him?"
Alex handed her the photos, the ones he had taken of Anna and Fernandez together, their bodies entwined, their faces locked in a passionate embrace. "This is Anna, the woman I introduced to him yesterday. And this is Fernandez, the man who's married, but still found it necessary to pursue her, to seduce her, to destroy her."
The editor's eyes widened as she took in the photos, her mind racing with the implications, her voice barely above a whisper. "This is huge, Alex. This is the story of the century. We'll make it our top story, our headline, our everything."
And with that, the media storm began. The story of Anna, the home wrecker, and Fernandez, the cheating billionaire, spread like wildfire, captivating the nation's attention, dominating the headlines.
"Home Wrecker: Anna's Affair with Married Fernandez Exposed!" one headline read, the words screaming off the page in bold, black letters.
"Fernandez's Web of Deceit: Cheating on His Wife with Younger Woman!" another screamed, the photo of Anna and Fernandez emblazoned across the front page like a badge of shame.
Anna and Fernandez were bombarded with questions, their every move scrutinized by the paparazzi, their lives turned upside down by the scandal.
"How do you respond to these allegations, Anna?" one reporter shouted, his voice piercing the air like a dagger.
Anna's face was pale, her eyes wide with fear, her voice trembling like a leaf. "I...I don't know what to say."
Fernandez's face was dark, his eyes flashing with anger, his voice low and menacing, like a predator stalking its prey. "This is none of your business," he growled, his words dripping with venom. "I'll sue you all for defamation, for harassment. I'll destroy you all."
But the media wouldn't let up, their questions relentless, their pursuit of the truth unyielding. Anna and Fernandez were trapped in a media storm, their lives forever changed by the scandal.