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Will You Marry Me? Chapter Fifty One
The morning light filtered through the curtains with cruel gentility, illuminating the chaos of scattered clothes and tangled sheets. Zoya's eyes fluttered open, her body aching in ways that made her breath catch—not entirely from pain. She turned her head slowly on the pillow, and her heart seized. Manuel sat beside her on the bed, half naked, watching her with unreadable eyes. Shock paralyzed her for a heartbeat before hot tears spilled down her cheeks. "Are you going to call the cops right now?" His voice was silk over steel, amused and lethal all at once. A smile broke through her tears, unbidden and genuine. The absurdity of it—that he thought she was some ordinary woman he'd subdued and conquered. Manuel's head tilted, a predator's curiosity flickering across his handsome face. "Oh, you're smiling and crying at the same time. What should I make of this?" Zoya forced steadiness into her voice, channeling every lesson from her training. "What do you want then? Do y
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Fifty
Manuel kept sitting, his eyes burning into Zoya with an intensity that made her skin prickle. This man was dangerous—she'd known it from the moment she'd seen him at the club. Now here they were. As Zoya knelt before him, Manuel instructed, his voice filled with desire. "Suck my cock, cupcake." Immediately, Zoya's hands went to his belt, her hands shivering as she freed his cock with swift, determined movements. Manuel's breath caught the moment her hand wrapped around his cock and she began to stroke him. When she took him in her mouth, the guttural sound that tore from his throat sent liquid heat pooling between her thighs. His hand fisted in her hair, rough, possessive, and she surrendered completely to the rhythm as he pushed her head up and down. The taste of him, the weight and heat of his cock on her tongue, the way his breathing became ragged and desperate, made her moan around him, her own desire spiking dangerously. His muscles tensed, his grip tightening,
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Forty Nine
MONTHS LATER The bass from the club's sound system thrummed through the floor, vibrating up through Carlos's chest as he and Manuel settled into a corner booth. The lighting was dim, pulsing with blues and purples that cast shifting shadows across their faces. Around them, the crowd moved like a living thing—bodies pressed together on the dance floor, laughter and conversation mixing with the heavy beat of the music. Carlos's eyes swept the room methodically, cataloging exits, noting faces, searching for one man. His fingers drummed against the leather seat, a nervous habit he'd developed over the past month of waiting, planning, and systematically dismantling the empire his family had built. "Relax," Manuel said, signaling the waitress. "Felix will show. Our contact confirmed he'd be here tonight." "I'll relax when this is over," Carlos replied, his voice barely audible over the music. "When Felix gives us what we need." They ordered drinks—whiskey for Carlos, vodka for Man
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Forty Eight
Hours later, Maya stirred in her sleep. In her dreams, she was holding Carlos's hand, gripping it desperately as he tried to pull away. "Don't let go," she begged, her fingers tightening around his. "Please don't let go. I don't want you to go away." But in her nightmare, Carlos shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry, I can't stay. I have to go." He pulled his hand free despite her desperate attempts to hold on, and Maya felt herself falling into darkness. She woke with a start, her heart hammering, her body drenched in sweat. For a moment, she couldn't remember where she was—the room was unfamiliar, decorated in soft blues and creams she'd never seen before. "Maya!" Star's excited voice cut through her disorientation. Her little sister was sitting in a chair beside the bed, having apparently been watching her sleep. "You're awake!" Star threw herself onto the bed, hugging Maya tightly. Maya's arms came up automatically to hold her, but her mind was spinning with confusion. "W
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Forty Seven
The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room where Maya lay in deep, drugged sleep. Carlos stood beside the bed, his heart heavy with the weight of what he had done. Her face was peaceful, unmarked by the anguish that would come when she discovered his betrayal. With infinite tenderness, he cleaned her body with a warm cloth, his touch reverent as he washed away any trace of their passionate night together. Each movement was deliberate and careful, as though he were handling something infinitely precious. When he finished, he selected a simple but beautiful dress for her—a soft blue cotton that would be comfortable for the long journey ahead. He dressed her slowly, his hands trembling slightly as he guided her limp arms through the sleeves and smoothed the fabric over her still form. She looked so vulnerable lying there, trusting him completely even in unconsciousness. The sight nearly broke his resolve. A soft knock at the door
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Forty Six
Carlos stared at Maya, her eyes searching his face desperately, waiting for the promise she needed to hear. The words caught in his throat like shards of glass. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, his jaw working silently. How could he promise to put himself first when everything he was fighting for required the opposite? By destroying the trafficking networks, by dismantling every branch of SK Institute, he wasn't just seeking justice—he was eliminating the only real threat that would ever hang over Maya and Star's heads. But that kind of mission demanded everything from him. It demanded sacrifice. It demanded that he be willing to die for it. "Carlos?" Maya's voice was barely a whisper. "Can you promise me?" His chest tightened. He couldn't lie to her. But he also couldn't give her the words that would destroy her hope. Instead, he reached for her outstretched hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. The warmth of her skin against his sent a jolt through him—this gir
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