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As the limo pulled into Theo’s grand estate, I couldn’t help but feel a cold sense of dread settle in my stomach. The mansion loomed in the distance, its dark, imposing silhouette casting a shadow over everything. The guards didn’t speak, their faces stone-cold as they kept a firm hold on me. I had no idea what was coming next, but I knew it wouldn’t be good.When the car finally came to a stop, Theo didn’t even bother to get out with me. He simply gestured for the guards to drag me out of the vehicle. I stumbled, still weak from the shock of everything that had happened, but they didn’t care. They dragged me towards the house, ignoring my protests and desperate attempts to break free.Once inside, the silence was even more oppressive. The guards led me down long, dimly lit corridors, their footsteps echoing off the marble floors. We reached a heavy door at the end of the hall, and one of them opened it, revealing a dark, cold room inside.Theo stood by the door, watching me with that
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The door flew open with a deafening crash, shaking the very walls of our small, run-down house. My heart leapt to my throat as three towering figures stormed inside, their dark suits and cold glares exuding danger. Before I could process what was happening, they grabbed my father, Javier, who was sitting in his worn armchair, clutching an old book.“Let me go!” he shouted, struggling against their grip, but it was no use. These men were built like mountains, and their strength was overwhelming. One of them shoved him to the floor with brutal force, landing a harsh kick to his ribs.“Dad!” I screamed, rushing forward, but another man stepped in front of me, his glare stopping me dead in my tracks. His cold, calculated expression made it clear—one wrong move and I’d regret it.“Stay back,” he growled.My father coughed violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as he gasped, “Please… I’ll return the money! I just need more time!”I froze, my blood running cold. Money? What
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I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I stared into Theo Rodriguez’s cold, unforgiving eyes. Every part of me trembled, but I refused to back down. My father’s life depended on this moment.“Please,” I began, my voice shaky but growing steadier with each word. “Give me time. I’ll pay the money back. Whatever he owes—I’ll make it right.”For a moment, there was silence. Then, Theo let out a sharp, humorless laugh, the sound cutting through the tension like a blade. He shook his head, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Do you think this is some pocket change your father owes, cariño?” he sneered, the term sounding more like mockery than endearment. “This isn’t a debt you can cover by skipping a few lattes or selling some trinkets.”I took a deep breath, forcing myself to keep my voice steady. “How much does he owe?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.Theo smirked, his gaze piercing. “Four million dollars,” he said casually, as if the number was meaningless to h
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I woke up to the sound of keys rattling outside the door. My heart jumped as I sat up, the thin blanket falling off my shoulders. The lock clicked, and the door creaked open.A woman stepped inside. She looked to be in her early forties, dressed in a simple black uniform with a white apron tied neatly around her waist. She carried a silver tray in her hands. On one side of the tray was a plate of food—toast, eggs, and a small glass of orange juice. On the other side was a neatly folded dress, a soft cream color that looked far too expensive for someone like me.“You must be hungry,” the maid said gently, setting the tray on the small table near the bed. Her voice was soft, kind, but there was a flicker of pity in her eyes that made me feel even smaller than I already did.I nodded, my throat dry. “Thank you,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.She straightened and gestured to the dress. “Mr. Rodriguez asked me to bring this. You’ll need to change before you see him.”My stom
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Theo’s brows furrowed, and he turned toward the voice. “Mom? What are you doing here?” he asked, his tone carrying a mix of irritation and surprise.The woman who entered looked to be around 57 years old, with silver-streaked hair neatly pulled back into a simple bun. Her face was lined with age, but her sharp eyes—dark and commanding—betrayed a life lived with authority. She was dressed in a modest, unassuming dress, simple and functional, but there was an air of elegance about her despite the lack of lavishness. Her presence demanded attention, as though she were accustomed to being in control.She took a step into the room, her gaze flicking from Theo to me. She didn’t seem surprised by my presence, but her cold demeanor made me feel like an intruder in the room. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she regarded me, studying me with the same intensity that Theo had moments earlier.Theo didn’t move, still standing in the same position. His jaw clenched, but he didn’t raise his voice. “Thi
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Theo’s smirk deepened as he straightened, stepping forward into the doorway, effectively blocking our path. His gaze flicked over the duffle bags slung over our shoulders, and his eyebrows arched in mock surprise.“Well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “A family getaway? And you didn’t think to invite me? I’m hurt.” He placed a hand over his chest as if genuinely wounded, but the glint in his eyes betrayed his amusement.My throat tightened, and I felt the weight of Theo’s gaze pinning me in place. “Please, Theo,” I said, my voice trembling despite my efforts to sound calm. “Just let us go. We don’t want any trouble. I just need to leave.”His smirk didn’t falter; if anything, it deepened. He took another step forward, towering over me, his eyes darkening with something unreadable. “Let you go?” he repeated mockingly, as if the idea itself were absurd. “Have you forgotten, Sofia? You and I made an agreement.”I flinched at the sound of my name on his lips, cold and
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I quickly scanned the restroom, searching for another way out. The windows were too high and small, but my eyes landed on a door labeled Staff Only. Taking a deep breath, I made my way toward it, my heels clicking against the tile floor.I hesitated for a second, listening for any sounds from outside the restroom. The guard was still waiting, but he wasn’t inside. This was my chance. I pushed open the door and stepped into a dimly lit hallway. It was quiet, with faint noises of activity coming from the other side of the building.I hurried down the hallway, my heart racing as I tried to figure out where to go. My plan was simple: get out of the building, find a cab, and disappear. Far away from Theo, from his control, and from this suffocating world.As I turned a corner, I saw a small exit sign glowing above a door. Relief washed over me as I rushed toward it. The door led outside to the back of the event hall, where delivery trucks and staff vehicles were parked. The night air hit m
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I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I stared into Theo Rodriguez’s cold, unforgiving eyes. Every part of me trembled, but I refused to back down. My father’s life depended on this moment.“Please,” I began, my voice shaky but growing steadier with each word. “Give me time. I’ll pay the money back. Whatever he owes—I’ll make it right.”For a moment, there was silence. Then, Theo let out a sharp, humorless laugh, the sound cutting through the tension like a blade. He shook his head, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Do you think this is some pocket change your father owes, cariño?” he sneered, the term sounding more like mockery than endearment. “This isn’t a debt you can cover by skipping a few lattes or selling some trinkets.”I took a deep breath, forcing myself to keep my voice steady. “How much does he owe?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer.Theo smirked, his gaze piercing. “Four million dollars,” he said casually, as if the number was meaningless to h
