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Will You Marry Me? Chapter Six
Maya forced herself to keep going, even as her throat ached and her tears blurred her vision. She remembered the video—the image of Star’s hands being severed—and more panic surged through her veins. Carlos moaned, his head falling back, eyes shut. But then, from somewhere deep inside, an image rose. Maya. In his arms. Trembling. His eyes flew open. He stepped back so fast it startled her. The sudden loss of contact made Maya freeze, confused. Her lips parted, her body still tense. Carlos was breathing hard, a visible war going on behind his eyes. It took everything in him to stop. It was the hardest thing he’d ever done. But that terrified look on her face… it wouldn’t leave his head. “Don’t you like me?” Maya asked quietly, her voice shaky as she wiped her eyes, trying to pretend she hadn’t been crying. Carlos said nothing, still catching his breath. “Did I do something wrong?” she asked again. “I—I can do better. I swear.” She stepped toward him, but his voice
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Five
ONE WEEK AGO Carlos’ phone buzzed where it lay beside a stack of unopened travel brochures. He picked it up without checking the screen—he already knew who it was. “Coward,” Don Vargas spat before Carlos could speak. “You’ve become weak. I don’t know what’s more shameful—your refusal to lead or your delusion that walking away makes you noble. You’ve lost your right to call me father.” Carlos didn’t respond. “You think freedom is hopping from country to country with a camera?” the old man scoffed. “Nico has more fire in him than you ever did. I should’ve made him my heir.” Click. Carlos ended the call, jaw clenched, heart thudding with silent fury. His father's voice still echoed in his head, venomous and cold. He balled his fists, knuckles white. He hated his cousin, Nico. Ruthless, bloodthirsty, obsessed with power—and worst of all, the mirror image of Don Vargas. They saw mercy as weakness. Innocents were nothing but collateral. Carlos had seen the aftermath of their o
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Four
"We’re here." A deep voice pulled Maya from her daze. Her eyes fluttered open, disoriented at first, then she remembered. She unfastened her seatbelt in silence and followed the suited man down the steps of the private jet. Waiting at the base of the aircraft was a sleek black Toyota Land Cruiser. The driver stood by with a blank expression, but his eyes briefly scanned Maya before he opened the back door. The suited man gestured for her to enter. She obeyed, sliding into the backseat without a word, her hands buried deep in the oversized fur jacket they’d given her.... more for show than comfort. He joined her in the back. She sat stiffly, her body swaying slightly with every turn of the road, but her thoughts locked in place and, suffocating. The fur-lined coat around her shoulders was warm, but it did nothing to stop the cold in her chest. "First time in San Carlos?" The black suited man asked casually, almost like a tour guide. Maya gave a curt nod, then turned her fac
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Three
Sungirl dropped to her knees beside Maya, her hands trembling as she patted Maya’s back, trying to calm her. Maya was gasping, her chest rising in shallow jerks, her lips parted in a soundless cry. “She’s fine,” Lady Bee said at last, her tone clipped but with a touch of alarm as she noticed Maya’s color drain fast. “Look at the damn screen.” Sungirl gently tilted Maya’s face upward. “Look. Please. Look at the TV.” Maya blinked through a haze of tears, lifting her eyes to the screen. The footage had changed. Now, Star sat safely on a plush bed, flipping through a textbook, her legs swinging idly. No blood. No bindings. No axe. The same room Maya had seen before. Star even reached for her inhaler at one point and smiled faintly at something the woman beside her said. It was like the horror never happened. Except Maya couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. “What you saw earlier,” Lady Bee said smoothly, stepping forward, “was a simulation. A warning. Not real. But it could be.
Will You Marry Me? Chapter Two
Sungirl’s crimson lips curled into a smile, but didn’t quite reach her eyes. She let out a soft, bitter laugh and leaned against the vanity, her arms folding across her lace-covered breasts. “I used to say the same thing, you know,” she said quietly. “That I’d never wear it. That I’d never let anyone touch me. But here I am.” Her voice cracked, and for the first time, Maya saw a flicker of something raw behind the glamour—sadness, perhaps. Or defeat. “I wanted to leave too,” Sungirl whispered, brushing invisible dust from her thigh. “But I can’t. None of us can. And if you try to fight this place, Maya, you’ll regret it in ways you can’t imagine.” Maya picked up her towel and covered her body with it. She took a step back slightly, clutching the edge of the towel around her chest. “I can’t do this. I don’t even understand what this is. Just tell me.... what exactly do you expect me to do? What is this job?” Sungirl wiped beneath her eyes, but her smile returned.... tighter t
Will You Marry Me? Chapter One
Maya’s thoughts swirled with unease as she followed the woman’s brisk strides down yet another unfamiliar hallway. They had promised her work. That was the word they used—simple, clinical, and vague. But now, as they twisted through corridors she hadn’t seen before, her gut twisted too. She felt like a pawn being moved across a board she couldn’t see. They passed rooms with white doors, then dark ones, until eventually they entered a corridor lined with deep, blood-red doors. The air changed here.... heavier, almost humid, scented with thick perfume and something else underneath. Something stale. Maya slowed, her feet growing hesitant as they approached one of the crimson doors. She tried to memorize the turns they’d taken to get here, but it was already a blur—hallway after hallway, corner after corner, until she couldn’t tell left from right anymore. Panic itched beneath her skin. "Excuse me," Maya said, forcing her voice to stay steady. "What kind of job is this? Who is Carlos
Will You Marry Me? EPILOGUE
THREE MONTHS AGO Maya Suarez sat cross-legged on the carpet, helping her 12-year-old sister, Star, with her homework. Laughter bubbled between them as they joked over math problems in Star’s brightly colored room. For a brief moment, everything felt normal and safe. Then came a knock on the door. “Maya,” her stepmother’s shrill voice called. “Come out here. Now.” Maya stood up, exchanged a glance with Star, and stepped outside. Her heart sank the moment she saw him. Standing beside her stepmother was a man nearly twice her age—big-bellied, sweat-stained, and grinning beneath a thick mess of unkempt gray beard. His eyes were beady, too close together, and he looked her up and down with undisguised hunger. “What is this?” Maya asked flatly. “Cat?” Cat, her stepmother, beamed. “Maya, you remember I told you about the handsome man you’re going to marry? This is Angel. He came to see his bride. We’re going to start planning the wedding.” Maya recoiled. “What marriage? Liste
Will You Marry Me? 190: Because Of You
After Ruby accepted Hector’s proposal, he stood up, taking her with him, and crashed his lips against hers, pouring every ounce of love, pride, and joy into that kiss. Around them, the room erupted in claps and cheers. Carlos whistled, Hunter grinned and clapped with both hands, while even Manuel gave a crooked smile and joined in. And to Ruby’s surprise, Anya clapped the loudest. The moment Hector pulled back from the kiss, Anya squealed in delight and rushed toward Ruby. “I’m so excited! Welcome to the family!” she said, throwing her arms around Ruby. Ruby blinked, caught off guard. She’d seen Anya earlier, tucked slightly behind Hunter, but now seeing her up close, she was stunned by how young she looked. She smiled as she gently pulled back and glanced at the ring on Anya’s finger. “Wait… you’re married?” Ruby asked with a surprised laugh. “But you look so young!” Anya giggled. “I am! Nineteen years old and married to Hunter Steele.” She said it with pride, like a girl
Will You Marry Me? 189: One Month Later
Ruby couldn’t stop smiling as she held Hector’s hand, their fingers intertwined like they’d been molded that way from the start. The past one month had felt like a fairytale—a soothing balm to every scar life had left on her. She had never known peace could feel like this. Being with Hector was like waking up to sunlight after years of cold storms. He treated her like the most precious gem in the world, never raising his voice, never letting her lift a finger when he was around. He always knew exactly what she needed—even before she said it. He was soft with her in ways no one else had ever been. The man the world feared—the cold, ruthless mafia boss known for his brutality—became someone entirely different when he was with her. He was gentle, warm and patient. Even Camilla, who had once pointed a gun at Hector’s head, eventually had to admit that Hector brought out the best in Ruby—and perhaps, Ruby brought out the best in him too. Her father had adjusted well to the ne
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