CHAPTER 50

My body wouldn’t stop shaking. The sight of Marcus’s bloodstained tie had burned into my brain, leaving me on the edge of panic. What the hell had I gotten myself into? My breaths came short and shallow as I stared at the tie, trying to process it all.

Thiago had killed Marcus. I didn’t want to believe it, but the evidence was literally right in front of me.

I could still feel Thiago’s calm presence lingering in the room, like a predator who had just marked his territory. His words—smooth, confident, terrifying—echoed in my head.

“I told you, that you don’t need to look for answers, Wifey. I can always provide you what you need.”

I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself. I needed to breathe, to think, but all I could feel was the rising sense of dread in my chest. Thiago had gone too far this time. This wasn’t about control or manipulation anymore—this was murder.

And for what? Because I dared to seek the truth?

No. I couldn’t just stand here and be afraid of him. I had to do som