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Chapter Forty Seven

Author: Rosa Kane
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-18 21:03:40

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
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  • 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

  • Will You Marry Me?   Chapter Forty Five

    Carlos’ voice was calm, but his eyes betrayed the weight of his words. “The plan is simple. Tomorrow you and Star will leave. I’ve already arranged everything—new names, new papers, a new life. No one will trace you back to me. Not a soul.” Maya’s throat tightened. She stepped closer, her voice trembling. “So… does this mean I will never see you again?” Carlos looked at her then, his jaw hard but his gaze tender. “That is a promise I cannot make. I am determined to see this fight through to the very end. And the truth is...I don’t know how or when it ends. It could be a month. Six months. A year. Maybe longer. But hear me, Maya… if I come out alive, I will find you. Wherever you are. That, I swear.” Her eyes blurred with more tears. She shook her head, wiping them angrily. “I understand, Carlos. I do. But tell me… how am I supposed to go on without you? You tell me to start over, to be safe. But my life—my heart—is here now, with you. Why don’t you let me be part of your

  • Will You Marry Me?   Chapter Forty Four

    Maya sat across from Carlos, her fingers twisting together in her lap, afraid of what he might say next. “I didn’t stop at Nico,” Carlos continued. “After that night… after the children… I had to know more. I asked them questions. Where they had been taken. Who had hurt them. And they told me. There were so many children who had been caught and imprisoned by Don Vargas.” Maya’s breath caught. “How many were there?” Carlos’ jaw tightened. “More than a thousand, Maya. From different countries. Kept like animals. Trained, broken, used as toys or tests for new recruits. That’s what my father built his empire on. That’s what Nico gloried in.” His voice cracked once again. “Do you know how many lives had already been lost before I even set foot in that place? Too many to count.” Maya covered her mouth, tears burning her eyes. “Oh God…” “I couldn’t kill my father.” Carlos’ voice hardened again, though there was pain beneath it. “Not then. But I couldn’t let him walk free either. So

  • Will You Marry Me?   Chapter Forty Three

    Don Vargas didn’t flinch at the gun aimed at his chest. Instead, he let out a low, humorless laugh, shaking his head slowly. “So this is who you are,” he said. His voice echoed in the chamber, calm but laced with venom. “You speak of mercy, yet your hands are stained with blood. Do you think you’re better than me? Better than Nico? No, Carlos. You carry the Vargas blood. That makes you the same.” Carlos’ grip on the pistol tightened, his voice a growl. “No. That’s where you’re wrong. I’ve killed men who deserved it. Traitors. Monsters. Not children. Not innocents. I won’t become like you.” His father leaned forward in his chair, eyes narrowing. “Don’t pretend you’re some savior. You killed your cousin. You killed my brother. And now you point a gun at your own father. What makes you different from me, from every Vargas before you?” Carlos’ jaw clenched. His words came out like fire through clenched teeth. “Because I know the difference between power and cruelty. You don’t.”

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