Chapter 41

~ANYA POV~César's hand is warm and steady around mine as he leads me to the dining room. My own hand is cold, limp, and trembling. I want to pull away, but I don't. I know better than to try.The maids move quickly when they see him enter. Their faces are blank, their eyes lowered. The air feels thick like the house itself is holding its breath.The long table is already set. Silver plates, clean napkins, sparkling glasses. Two seats only. For him and me.No one talks. No one even dares to breathe too loudly.The maids bring in pancakes, sausages, and eggs, the smell of butter and syrup mixing with the faint, metallic scent that still hangs in the air from earlier, from the blood. I stare at the table, but the image of the man César shot won't leave my head. His blood. His eyes. The sound.I feel sick.Tears blur my sight before I can stop them. My body starts to shake, and before I know it, I'm crying. Not loud, not screaming, just quiet, broken sobs.César doesn't speak. He only wa

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Chapter 42

~ANYA POV~My hand is trembling so badly that the gun keeps shaking in it. I can barely breathe as I stare at the man lying on the ground, bleeding, whimpering. My eyes burn from the tears that won't stop falling. I turn to look at César, silently begging him not to make me do this."Please..." I whisper through my sobs. "Please, don't make me...."But his eyes are cold. There's no softness there, no pity, nothing human, "Traitors," he says slowly, his voice low but sharp, "Deserves to die, mi amor. And you are going to kill him."I stumble back, shaking my head. "No-...no, I can't. I can't!" My voice cracks. "I'm not like you!"I bump into his chest, and his arms close around me like steel. I struggle, pounding my fists weakly on him, but he doesn't move an inch. His breath is hot against my ear when he whispers, "You can. You will."I cry harder, shaking my head again and again. "You're a monster!" I scream, the words tearing from my throat like glass. "¡Eres un monstruo! ¡El infier

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Chapter 43

~ANYA POV~When I open my eyes again, everything is quiet. Too quiet.I blink slowly, my vision hazy. I'm in César's room. I recognize the scent of him, the faint smell of his cologne mixed with smoke and something darker. The sheets are soft beneath me, warm, almost comforting. For a second, I forget.But then I see him.A man. Standing with his back to me. He's dressed in a guard's uniform, the same black and black uniform César's men wear.My heart starts to pound fast.What is a guard doing in here? César never allows anyone in his room except me and the maids who clean. I sit up slowly, my legs shaky as I swing them off the bed. "Hey..." I whisper, my voice hoarse. "What are you doing here?"He doesn't answer. He doesn't even move. His shoulders are stiff.I frown. "Hello?"He makes a sound, a whisper, maybe. I held my breath, listening."Monster... monster... killer... killer..." The words come out broken, muttered over and over. My throat goes dry."W-what did you say?" He tur

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All Chapters of CALAVERA: The Mafia’s Caged Bride : Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Chapter 43