Chapter 59. The Condition.

Carlos entered the room, finding Elena standing with one hand hidden behind her back. Her demeanor resembled that of a startled kitten, and her gaze met his with a mix of fear and suspicion. Carlos couldn't help but relish the power he held over her, a fact he made evident with a twisted smile. Elena fought to maintain her composure, silently planning her next move. This was her only opportunity, and she couldn't afford to let it slip away.

Elena's heart raced, but she concealed her emotions, not letting Carlos see her fear.

As he approached her, his presence suffocating the space between them. "Why don’t you just give in? We created magic when we were together,” he drawled, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I wonder what you see in the that loser,”

Elena met his gaze, her voice laced with defiance. "At least he's not a deranged maniac like you!" she retorted, her anger seeping through her words.

Carlos chuckled. "It's precisely because I'm a maniac that I have you right where I wa