A/N: There will be some Portuguese words along the story. I just want to give a heads up. The words were fed by Google Translator. I'm not a hundred percent sure if they are right, but I made sure I put the english translation in parenthesis to keep everyone on track.
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"The hated man is the result of his hater's pride rather than his hater's conscience."― Criss Jami

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[Yvonne's POV]

They say, a character is hard to change so as their principle. What had change him? Why all of a sudden he's happy that he's going to be a father?

Do I have to be happy?

God, I know I'm ready to face him incase he learned that he doesn't like me anymore, but with his child as he walk away? I'm going to die.

"Why are you so happy?" I asked incredulously as I sat back on the chair feeling like my body is slowly melting. I know I've been very emotional this days and at this moment, I'm close to tears.

I'm happy but at the same time, I'm frightened.

"Of course, moro mou. I'm happy because I'm going to have my little family with you. And, we will grow this family.." he grinned. I stared at him for a moment, trying to grasp everything that's happening.

I could be just hallucinating or dreaming.

Probably this is just a dream. I absentmindedly pinch my cheeks and I winced when I felt that stingy sensations.

Alright, I'm not dreaming.

God, I'm pregnant and I don't know how long Demetrio will stay with me.

"Why are you so sad, Yvonne?" Demetrio asked looking apprehensive as he grab my hand and stared into my teary eyes deeply. His gray eyes is piercing into my soul, like searching for the answer.

"I ..-" then I burst into tears before the words came out of my throat. He suddenly move to the seat beside me and tugged me to his chest, holding me closely as he rub my back.

I wanted to stop the damn tears but it seems like a water dam that seems so full and it kept pouring.

"Sshh.. It will be alright. Shelly was just like you. She was scared at first but when Shaina came out, it was all worth it." he comforted. He didn't get it.

I'm not scared carrying his baby. I want my baby too, but not when our relationship has no reassurances. But, I've got no courage to ask him boldly. He may thought I'm a desperate!

"It's ok, moro mou." he kept rubbing my back in circles as he kept on rambling comforting words.

I wipe the last tears in my eyes and look up on his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt like my stamina were wipe out from hearing the news. I needed bed and sleep. Maybe when I wake up, everything is going back to normal.

I wish!

"I'm exhausted." I croaked.

He quickly grab the glass with water and handed it to me. I felt like my voice was stuck in my throat and it was very dry.

I held the glass and downed the whole content trying to quench my sudden thirst and maybe it will wash all the fear that slowly residing in my heart and in my gut.

"We can go back to the hotel and postponed this trip to Athens. We can leave tomorrow if you want?" Demetrio ask in his soft soothing voice, staring at me worriedly. His hand rested on my waist while his body was awkwardly facing me. He looks so sincere and the happiness never left his face.

I couldn't believe that the cold, rude and impassioned Demetrio were acting different in front of me. He was the soft hearted, caring and thoughtful man.

Please stop acting like that, because you're name kept digging deeper into my heart and it's going to be hard to pull your name out if you decided to leave me. I uttered inwardly.

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[Demetrio's POV]

She stared at me with fear in her eyes. My heart was clenching at her sight. I wanted her to be happy, and shared my happiness.

Doesn't she want to be the mother of my children?

I thought she love me?

What's holding her?

I had to call Andriana. I need to know.

Girls are hard to understand.

"Let's go, moro. Let's get you back to the hotel." I said. I pulled a hundred dollar bill and left it on the table. I help her out and hold her waist as I led her back to the limo.

As soon as the limo started moving, Yvonne rested her head on my chest with my hands wrapped around her body, holding her like a delicate glass.

When we reach the hotel, I scooped her in my arms even when she demanded to walk. She looks really exhausted yet still beautiful. Every employees in the hotel were looking at me in surprised.

Well, I never been so showy with all the girls I had hang out with before, especially carrying a woman in front of everybody. But, Yvonne is not just any woman. She's going to be the mother of my child.

One of the guard help me hold on the button on the elevator as I stepped in. The manager ran with me inside the elevator and I nod gratefully.

Yvonne  nestled her head in my chest and I felt her hot breath fanning my chest through the fabric.

The elevator jerked to stop and Trixie strode to my door and unlocked it pushing the door open, as she stood on the side waiting for me to walked in with Yvonne peacefully sleeping in my arms.

I thank the manager and she left.

I quickly paced to the master bedroom and lay her on the bed and tucked her in. I picked up the small remote control and press a certain button and the window curtain rolled down until the whole room is  blocked with the bright light.

I turned the night lamp on and kissed her forehead gently before walking out of the room, leaving the door ajar.

I strode to the living room thinking to make a few phone calls.

I noticed a missed call from Timothy.

I called him back.

"Yes, Tim." I started, shoving my other hand on my pocket. My forehead is slowly furrowing as I listened to him.

"I've got a lead. I had managed to get into the De Rossi's system. I had all the names of the employees who had a surnames Blas." My ears perked and in a seconds, all my attention is on whatever Tim is saying.

He is indeed a genius man.

"Ivy Blas, Lucio Blas, Leandro Blas, Mateo Blas and Niceta Blas.  Isis and Niceta are both girls, so they are eliminated. Leandro and Lucio was one of their engineers, and Mateo is in the account receivable department, so he's out." then he paused for a bit as I heard shuffling on the background.

"Leandro and Lucio was always with Lucas De Rossi on the job site. And, I saw Leandro just swipe in few seconds ago. And, Lucio wasn't back and it's been three years." He explained further.

"Then, he's our lead. I need his location where to find him."

"I tried to locate him using his name, but found nothing. You have to see his family. They may give you an information regarding his location." he explained and he's right.

"Thanks Tim." I said before ending the call.

I was clutching my phone and thought of staying for more days since Yvonne is not feeling well and find out where this Lucio guy is.

I remembered to call Adriana.

After a few rings, she answered it.

"Petropoulis office, this is Adriana speaking." she started with her sexy voice. She just doesn't have a beautiful body and face, she got a very sensual voice. No wonder my friend Nicolas is undeniably captivated by her. I just hope the two will admit it soon.

"It's Demetrio Adriana." I replied.

"Hey Demi. How is the vacation?" she asked in her amused tone. I felt like she's grinning mischievously and her tone has more meaning than her words.

"It's fine." I replied not wanting to tell about Yvonne.

"I hope it's all fine. You and Yvonne is all over the newspaper just so you know. You're quite the fast man! I never thought you'll beat the time. Imagine you just asked me how to get her affection, but you had impregnated her either." she chuckled teasingly. Her voice is full of mirth. "You are sure the chick-magnet asshole!" she chuckled continuously and it's now annoying me to no end.

"What?"

"Yes. Nicolas is reading the newspaper now. I bought one and thought maybe your best friend wants to see it." she exclaimed pompously and I knew she's grinning from ear to ear.

Damn her!

"Fine, yes. She's pregnant. But she's not happy." I admitted, sighing momentarily. I'll think about Nicolas mockery later.

"Oh.. Did you force her?" Adriana asked surprised.

"I did not!" I grit my teeth.

"So why is she not happy?"she retorted. Her tone turned serious.

"I don't know. She looks sad." I replied, slumping my shoulder and walked to the couch.

"Did she love you?" she asked.

"She said she loves me." I replied and smiled as the thought of her confession flash through my head.

"So why would she not happy- ... Wait, what did you say back?" she asked.

"Nothing." I replied unsure as I recalled our conversation. I'm not sure what did I say.

"Fuck-you Demi! You should have told her how you feel. I mean, if a girl says I love you, they expect you to say the same. That's why she's upset, because she's scared there's no assurances of her position in your life!" she lectured. Her tone is bossy and pissed.

"But, I don't do love Addy!" I grit my teeth. This topic is getting nonsense and annoying each seconds.

"Of course you do, asshole! That's why you're doing all this irrational stuffs. Like kidnapping her, Hello?" She quipped in a sarcastic tone. "You men, are just too egoistical. You're action just meant only one thing!! That's love, and it's as clear as the broad daylight!" She continually lectured. "Now, made sense?" She mocked with her tone getting exasperated.

"Can it be that I just like her?" I insisted, but my mind was grasping what she's trying to instilled in my head.

"I do like you, Demetrio. But, I'm not going beyond abduction! Do you get what I mean?" She quipped briefly.

I heaved a deep sighed.

"Do you think she'll be happy if I'll say I love you, too?" I asked like an idiot. Why can't my head think and find a way to make Yvonne happy?

"Do you?" She retorted.

"I want her to be by my side forever and to be the mother of my kids. I'm scared to lose her, that's for sure." I uttered softly, feeling lost and confused

"Then you love her, idiot!" She replied exasperated.

"You're going beyond the line, Adriana!" I spat, gritting my teeth. I know I'm being stupid now when it comes to Yvonne but she doesn't need to rub it in my face.

"Oh jeez.. By the time you abducted her dumbass, you should have known, your head over heels in love with her." She retorted firmly, not budging with my temper.

"Thanks for calling me dumb-ass, smartypants!" I retorted back acidly and hang up the phone.

She's really sassy and annoying!

I check my email, and I have like thirteen emails from Nicolas, Zandros and Timothy.

I read Timothy first.

SQS 308 - South Superblock

My heart races rapidly as I stared on my cellphone screen.

Lucio's place, where his family resides. Hoping this will work out well this time.

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[Yvonne's POV]

The next day, I was with the company of Trixie, the hotel manager and she was very nice.

I hate Demi for leaving me a babysitter, but I miss him already. He said he just had an emergency meeting with one of his partners.

All I did yesterday was sleeping. For some reasons I felt so weak and light-headed and so damn lazy!

God, how am I gonna tell my parents that I'm pregnant and Demi doesn't love me? The truth is now hunting me and it's slowly slapping in my face.

He doesn't do love. Why did he let me gets pregnant?

I don't understand and I'm freaking scared if he left. I've seen several woman who got so big when their pregnant and I'm going to be one.

I'm going to be like one. A whale.

I'm going to lost this body and he's going to get tired of me and leave me with another sexy and hot, young girl.

Oh God!

What hole did I threw myself into.

I walk back to the bed and lay flat on my chest sprawling in the middle of the enormous bed lazily.

Trixie was outside on the couch watching. That's what I know since I left her there, not liking the idea that someone is watching me.

Damn Demetrio! I don't need a babysitter.

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[Demetrio's POV]

My two securities left outside the door of the bungalow-type house. It was very old and the paint is coming off. The old lady that looks like she's about her 80s open the door and stood barely reach my underarm. She look so frail and her eyes was staring at me with curiosity.

"Bom dia a Sra Blas , estou Demetrio Pallos . Estou à procura de Engenheiro Lucio Blas ." (Good morning Mrs. Blas, I'm Demetrio Pallos. I'm looking for Engineer Lucio Blas.) I said as I bend a little bit to get through the door as the lady stepped back and widened the door.

She looks alarmed and her eyes became vigilant, not meeting my eyes.

"Quero dizer nenhum dano , a Sra Blas . Eu só vim aqui para falar com Engenheiro Blas . Eu sei que ele testemunhar a morte acidental de Lucas De Rossi , que é o pai do meu futuro -esposa." (I mean no harm, Mrs. Blas. I just came to talk to Engineer Blas. I know he witness the accidental death of Lucas De Rossi, which is my future-wife's father.) I explained and she still looks reluctant and worry etched all over her face.

"Sinto muito, senhor , mas Lucio deixou sem nos dizer . Nós não sabemos onde ele está, até mesmo sua esposa não tem a menor idéia."(I'm sorry, Sir, but Lucio left without telling us. We don't know where he is, even his wife doesn't have any idea." She replied, trying to feign innocence, but I could tell she knew something. Her eyes was weary.

"Eu sei Flavio De Rossi pagou-lhe para ficar em silêncio e eu tenho este sentimento que lhe enviou em algum lugar. Eu ainda vou indo encontrar para fora e ele vai pagar . Mas se você quer que ele tirá-lo do gancho, então é melhor você me diga a Sra Blas onde diabos seu filho é , porque de qualquer forma , eu vou encontrá-lo." (I know Flavio De Rossi paid him to stay silent and I have this feelings that he sent him somewhere. I will still going to find out and he'll pay. But if you want him to get him off from the hook, then you better tell me Mrs. Blas where the hell your son is, because either way, I'm going to find him.) I warned her in my cold dangerous tone dripping with menacing danger.

Her face turned horrified as she look away. I stepped in and looked around the tight space of their living room. There's two wooden sofa on the corner, a small table. And, on the wall some picture collage, that was laminated.

"Eu lhe disse Sir , nós não sabemos onde ele está. Ele nunca nos contatou três anos, até agora. Ele simplesmente desapareceu ." (I told you Sir, we don't know where he is. He never contacted us three years until now. He just went missing.) she insisted as she tilted up her chin and look at me in defiance. I saw a tinge of fear and worries underneath those brown orbs. She was gripping the door knob.

" Muito bem Sra Blas . Eu tinha -lhe dado uma chance para me ajudar e eu vou ajudar o seu filho, mas você recusou a oferta agradável . Eu nunca joguei todas as palavras que iam para o lixo. Pense outra vez , porque quando eu sair para esta casa, então minha mente nunca vai mudar. E , o seu precioso filho , vai .... e vai pagar o crime que ele não fez , para deixar o suspeito ser libertado do crime que ele fez. Ele poderia ser um acessório para o crime." (Very well Mrs. Blas. I had given you a chance to help me and I'll help your son, but you declined the nice offer. I never threw any words that went to waste. Think again, because when I walk out to this house, then my mind will never change. And, your precious son, will .... and will be paying the crime he didn't do, for letting the suspect be freed from the crime he did. He could be an accessories to the crime.) I grit my teeth as I shoved my hand deep down my pocket. My frustration is sky rocketing and I'm just gripping my temper not to explode.

Her face turned pale and she looks deeply frightened and a hint of wary in her eyes.

I could see that she's reluctant, but something is holding her up.

I heaved a deep frustrated sighed and turned on my heel and walked to the door. "Diga ao seu filho que eu virá encontrá-lo e ele nunca escapará desta vez !" (Tell your son that I will come find him and he'll never get away this time!) I uttered menacingly with my coldest tone that I knew would make anyone shivered in fear.

Just as I'm about to walk out the door, a sharp voice resonated in my ears. "Ele está no México . Eje Central do México -" (He is in Mexico. Eje Central Mexico." but it was cut off by his wife's screeching voice.

"Alejandro!" Mrs. Blas shrieked in horror and fear.

I turned to see the old man in wheelchair looking frail, but still managed to keep a strong aura. He looks older than his wife.

"Ele não pode se esconder por muito tempo Maria . E que De Rossi não pode continuar a ameaçá-lo . Pelo amor de Deus , que ele precisa para enfrentá-lo e não viver com medo. Podemos ser pobres , mas a nossa dignidade não pode ser pago com qualquer quantia. Nossa consciência sempre nos persegue até que deixar este planeta ." (He can't hide for long Maria. And that De Rossi can't keep threatening him. For goodness sake, he needs to face it and not live with fear. We may be poor, but our dignity can't be paid with any amount. Our conscience will always hunts us until we leave this planet.)

The old man looks on his wife in defiant. His eyes held a grudge, and I knew how he felt. The wife named Maria looks so worried and her eyes is close to tears, filled with fear.

"Eu não posso pagar para ele perdeu depois que perdeu seu irmão . Eu simplesmente não conseguia." (I can't afford to lost him after we lost his brother. I just couldn't.) she burst into tears as she shook her head. She leaned her body on the wall and wailed.

"Nós não vamos perdê-lo . Estamos lutando Flavio De Rossi . E esse cara vai nos ajudar. Nem sempre podemos esconder no escuro." (We are not going to lost him. We are fighting Flavio De Rossi. And this guy will help us. We can't always hide in the dark.) the old Blas responded stiffly. He looks determined.

Then he looks at me. "Ele está em Eje Central , México . Basta perguntar as pessoas de lá pelo nome , Franco Bellas . Ele estava usando sua identidade irmãos gêmeos idênticos . Seu sobrenome é Bellas sobrenome da minha esposa. Estávamos separados quando estão apenas três anos de idade e ela tinha Franco e eu tinha Lucio . Quando Franco morreu e foi eletrocutado com fiações elétricas falharam , com a idade de vinte anos, minha esposa e eu decidimos voltar a ficar juntos e por isso minha esposa poderia recuperar de perder o nosso outro filho ." (He is in Eje Central, Mexico. Just ask the people there by the name, Franco Bellas. He was using his identical twin brothers identity. His surname Bellas is my wife's last name. We were separated when they are just three years old and she had Franco and I had Lucio. When Franco died and was electrocuted with a failed electrical wirings, at the age of twenty-five, my wife and I decided to get back together and so my wife could recover from losing our other son.) he explained melancholy.

"Sinto muito por ouvir isso." (I'm sorry to hear that.) I responded briefly.

Now, that explains why Timothy can't trace Lucio Blas.

The wife wailed more and I felt like I need to exit. "Eu prometo para ajudar o seu filho a ser libertados e viver livremente , contanto que ele vai me ajudar a testemunhar e dizer-nos o que viu no dia Lucas morreu . Vou levar a minha licença Sr. e Sra Blas . Vou providenciar um lugar para você e sua família para viver com valores mobiliários para se certificar que está tudo seguro, enquanto fazemos a investigação. Vou enviar alguém para buscá-lo em poucas horas , embalar tudo o que você precisava." (I'll promise to help your son to be freed and live freely, as long as he will help me witness and tell us what he saw the day Lucas died. I'll take my leave Mr. and Mrs. Blas. I will arranged a place for you and your family to live with securities to make sure you are all safe, while we do the investigation. I will send someone to pick you up in few hours, pack all the things you needed.)

"Não é necessário Mr.-" (It's not needed Mr.-)

"Demetrio Pallos." I replied and he nods. I insist and he thank me. His wife was still worried but when I offered securities to them, she looks relieved. She was hugging her husband when I left them.

I ordered my two securities to stay behind until the SUV I arranged will arrived and drive them to one of my secured properties in Rio De Janeiro, for the meantime.

The limo leave the urban city as soon as I was sitting inside. I pulled my phone and made several phone calls and ordered more securities to guard the couple.

I dialled Taavi.

"Taavi, Find Franco Bellas in Eje Mexico. Bring him to me alive, ASAP!" I barked to Taavi and he agreed. I ended the call as I felt relieved.

Then, I called Trixie for an update about Yvonne. She was very mad when I told her that Trixie is with her to watch her while I'm gone.

"Yes Mr. Pallos." she said as soon as she accepted the call.

"Is everything alright?" I asked hoping all is well while I'm gone.

"Yes, Sir. She's in her room now." she replied, I could heard some faint noises in the background.

"Had she eaten anything?" I probed.

"She hasn't come out yet Sir. I think she's sleeping and I don't want to disturb her." she replied warily.

"It's alright. I'm on my way. I'll wake her up when I arrive. Thanks Trixie." I stated briefly and ended the call.

I can't wait to go back to the hotel. I missed her already.

I remember to call the people's diamond jewelry. I'm going to proposed to her. Last night after a long contemplating, I knew I wanted her so much and I know she's the girl I wanted to live with for the rest of my life. Having a baby never crosses my mind, but with her it excites me to no end.

Marrying her was the only way to keep her beside me and maybe will make her happy.

"People's Diamond, Brian speaking, how may I help you?" the guy said in his cheerful tone.

"Yes, May I speak to Alberto?" I replied coldly, with my eyebrows furrowing.

"Hold on a second Sir, I'll connect you on the other line." he replied shortly.

Not long, I heard a beep then Alberto's voice.

"Alberto Speaking." he began.

"This is Demetrio Pallos, Alberto." I replied flatly.

"Mr. Pallos, how may I help you?" he replied happily.

"I need you to send me the best engagement ring you have, and I want it sent to the same address." I replied, as a ghost of smile crept over my lips.

"Certainly, Mr. Pallos. It will be in your doorstep in two hours." he replied and I could feel him grinning widely.

"That's all Alberto. Appreciate it." I said smiling absentmindedly as Yvonne's face flashed in my head.

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A/N: Yay... Wedding bells!!
Action, suspense...  And a dash of drama...

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