The Dangerous Alcazar

Who doesn’t know the Alcázars?

In this city, mentioning that name alone was enough to make rooms fall silent.

The Alcázar Group wasn’t just powerful; it was untouchable. A corporate empire built on steel, finance, technology, and international investments that stretched far beyond the country.

They didn’t follow rules. They rewrote them.

Everyone knew that. Camilla knew that.

The moment the name left Ms. Alvarez’s lips, something sharp rang inside Camilla’s head.

Valerio Alcázar.

That name wasn’t unfamiliar. And although she doesn’t really know who the man is, she knew how much power that name holds.

Her husband’s company had once desperately tried to affiliate with the Alcázar Group.

She remembered the countless late nights Leandro spent pacing their bedroom, talking about how one signature from an Alcázar could elevate his company into a completely different league.

“He doesn’t even attend negotiations,” Leandro once scoffed bitterly. “He sends people to reject you. That’s how powerful that Alcázar is.”

Camilla had never seen his face. She never met him. She only knew the name.

And now—

Now that man was the biological father of the child growing inside her.

Her hands slowly clenched into fists.

“That’s not… funny,” Camilla said hoarsely, forcing a laugh that didn’t reach her eyes. “This isn’t funny at all.”

No one laughed back.

Dr. Ramirez looked pale. Ms. Alvarez pressed her lips together, her fingers tightening around the folder.

“It’s not a joke, Camilla,” Ms. Alvarez said carefully. “The genetic confirmation is absolute. There is no room for doubt.”

Camilla’s chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

“You expect me to believe,” she said slowly, her voice shaking, “that out of all men in this country—out of all patients—that man… is involved?”

Dr. Ramirez nodded once. “The Alcázar Group schedules private procedures under strict confidentiality. The sample was coded, but the internal ID overlapped with another patient’s reference number. That overlap caused—”

“I don’t care about your explanations!” Camilla snapped, slamming her palm on the table as she suddenly stood up. The chair scraped loudly against the floor.

Both of them flinched.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” she demanded, her voice breaking. “Do you have any idea who that man is?”

“We do,” Ms. Alvarez said quietly. “That’s why we contacted you immediately.”

Camilla let out a shaky breath, running a hand through her hair.

“And now you’re telling me he’s connected to me?”

Dr. Ramirez swallowed hard. “Camilla—”

“Do not ever tell that man about this,” Camilla said sharply. “The mistake was already enough bullshit. Don’t add more.”

The two of them coughed awkwardly at the same time.

“Uh… Mrs. Vega—” Ms. Alvarez started.

“And stop calling me Mrs. Vega,” Camilla snapped, spinning toward her. “From now on, I am Camilla Montoya.”

Ms. Alvarez nodded stiffly. “Understood… Camilla.”

Camilla’s hands trembled, but she forced herself to stay upright.

“I want this erased,” she said firmly. “I want no records. No leaks. This never happened.”

Ms. Alvarez hesitated. “Camilla… the thing is—”

Camilla’s eyes narrowed. “What.”

Ms. Alvarez glanced at Dr. Ramirez before speaking again.

“Mr. Alcázar already knows.”

The words hit Camilla harder than anything else that day.

“What?” she breathed.

“He was informed immediately after the internal confirmation,” Ms. Alvarez continued carefully. “Given the severity of the error and the parties involved, protocol required—”

Her chair screeched loudly as Camilla shoved it back.

“You told him?” she whispered in disbelief. “You told him before telling me?!”

Ms. Alvarez quickly raised her hands. “Not directly. His legal and medical representatives were notified first. But—”

Camilla’s eyes widened as something clicked.

“And where is he now?”

“He’s on the way here. He wants to meet the woman that’s carrying his child,” Ms. Alvarez lowered her voice.

Camilla’s blood ran cold.

“What?” she gasped. “No. No, no, no. This can’t be.”

Her heart slammed violently against her chest. The first thing she thought was that they might see each other here. And that can’t fucking happen. It will make the situation worse.

She hurriedly grabbed her bag, panic flashing across her face.

“Tell him he doesn’t have a child with me,” she said quickly, backing toward the door. “I’m out of this. Forget everything.”

“Camilla, please—” Dr. Ramirez stood up. “We need to discuss—”

“I said forget it!” she shouted, her voice cracking. “I don’t want anything from all of you. Be thankful that I don’t have the capacity to sue this clinic now. So do as what I say, leave me and my child alone!!”

Ms. Alvarez stepped forward. “You can’t just leave. This situation involves—”

“I don’t care who it involves,” Camilla snapped. “I refuse to be dragged into another man’s mess.”

She turned and yanked the door open.

“Camilla!” Dr. Ramirez called after her.

She didn’t stop. She didn’t look back.

Her footsteps echoed down the hallway as she rushed past nurses and staff while her mind was spinning in chaos.

Valerio Alcázar.

She doesn’t know if she wants to be thankful because Leandro isn’t the father of her child. That the man who cheated on her has no ties with her now.

But at what cost? Now an even more dangerous man she doesn’t even know aside from the name is the one connected to her through their child.

But she swore to herself…

No matter what it took, Valerio Alcázar would never be part of her life. Nor her child’s.