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Chapter 11

Sisterly VenomPOV: Karol KensingtonI needed someone. I needed just one person in this building to be on my side. I needed someone to tell me this was a bad dream; I couldn't think of anyone, but I have a sister.I rushed down the quiet hallway and pushed open the door to my younger sister’s home office."Valeria," I choked out, tears finally burning my eyes. "Valeria, please."Valeria was standing behind her desk. She wore a soft cream dress, and her warm blonde hair was perfectly styled. But she was not doing paperwork.She was holding a roll of brown packing tape.Around her feet were three large cardboard boxes. I looked closer and it felt felt familiar. "Karol," Valeria said. Her voice was sweet and soft, like honey. She put the tape down and walked over to me. She wrapped her small arms around my waist. "Oh, sweetie. You are shaking. What is wrong?""Mother faked my signature," I cried, hugging her back tightly. I buried my face in her shoulder. "She signed Ciro's contract for

Última actualización : 2026-09-26

Chapter 12

POV: Karol Kensington"We are entering a one-year contract, Ms. Kensington. This means we own your time, your skills, and your total silence."The lawyer’s voice was dry and mean. He sat across from me in a gray suit, pushing a thick stack of papers across the glass table.We were in a huge boardroom at the very top of Ciro’s company building. Heavy rain crashed against the tall windows, blurring the city lights of Medellín far below us.I sat very still in my black leather chair. I felt totally numb.Just an hour ago, I had climbed into the back of Ciro’s black SUV. But before we could leave for his island, Ciro wanted to make the deal official. He brought me here to sign the final papers in front of his lawyers.I looked down at the papers. My mother had already faked my signature on the first agreement. But this was the final contract. This paper officially moved my job from the Kensington clinic to Ciro’s private company.I slowly lifted my eyes and looked at the other end of the

Última actualización : 2026-09-26

Chapter 13

POV: Karol KensingtonJust an hour ago, I was with Ciro. But when the news said someone leaked our private medical files, Ciro paused our trip. He brought me back here to the stadium. He wanted me to see my family's trap with my own eyes.He was right.I stood in the middle of the big room. Guards stood in a tight circle around me. Behind them, all the nurses, doctors, and trainers I had worked with for years were watching. They whispered to each other. They looked at me like I was garbage.The TV screens in the lobby played the news over and over. The news said I was a traitor. It said I sold Ciro's files for money. Valeria had framed me perfectly."You bring shame to this family," my mother, Esperanza, said. She crossed her arms. "You sold the medical files to the press? I looked past her. Valeria stood by the side. She wiped a fake tear from her eye. She acted like a sad, broken sister for the staff."I didn't sell this family, nor did I sell any medical files," I said quietly. I

Última actualización : 2026-09-26

Chapter 14

Terms of SurrenderPOV: Karol Kensington"Hold on!" Mateo yelled from the front seat.The heavy SUV jerked violently to the left. Tires screamed against the road.Before I could take a breath, Ciro grabbed my waist. He pulled me back against the leather backseat. His massive, warm body covered mine completely to protect me. He shielded my head with his hands.Bam!Something huge slammed on the back bumper of our car. The sound of crunching metal echoed in the dark cabin. I screamed into Ciro’s chest."They are trying to spin us off the road," Mateo said. His voice was totally cold and calm, like he was just reporting the weather."Lose them, Mateo," Ciro growled. He held me tighter against him. I could hear his heart beating, fast and strong, right against my ear. "Do whatever it takes."Mateo slammed his foot on the gas. The powerful engine roared like an angry beast. We sped up, weaving wildly through the rainy streets of Medellín. I squeezed my eyes shut. Every time the car took a

Última actualización : 2026-09-26

Chapter 15

POV: Karol KensingtonMateo’s voice was low in the quiet room. We had hidden in a safe house since the car chase."We have ten minutes. The sun is coming up, and the reporters will be awake soon. We need to leave now."I didn't get enough sleep last night; I was thinking about a lot of things. I stood up and wore a plain black sweater and jeans that Ciro provided for me. I opened the door."I am ready," I said. My voice sounded flat.Mateo checked the hallway and told me to follow him.We walked down the back stairs and out into the cool morning air. The rain had stopped. The armored SUV was waiting in an alley. The engine was already running.I got into the back seat. This time, I was alone. Ciro had left earlier, according to Mateo, to handle somethings.Mateo hit the gas. We drove onto the empty highway.I rested my head against the window. I watched the sun come up over Medellín. The sky turned a pretty blue behind the dark green mountains. It was the most beautiful city in the wo

Última actualización : 2026-09-28

Chapter 16

Descent to the Rosario IslandsPOV: Karol KensingtonA loud gunshot cut through the noise of the plane.Before I could even scream, a big hand grabbed my sweater. Mateo pulled me down to the floor. His huge body covered mine completely. He hid me from the open door to keep me safe."Go! Go! Go!" He yelled.Outside, I heard two more loud pops. Mateo was shooting back. A second later, everyone was inside the plane, and the pilot hit a big red button on the wall. The metal stairs folded up, and the heavy door slammed shut.The plane did not wait for us to sit. It shot down the runway and flew straight up into the sky.I lay flat on the floor. My heart was beating so fast I could not breathe. My hands shook badly. Someone had just tried to shoot me."Karol." Ciro’s deep voice was right next to my ear. His hands moved all over my arms and back, checking me. "Are you hurt? Did the bullet hit you?""No," I gasped. I looked up into his wild, hot eyes. "I am okay."Ciro let out a heavy breath.

Última actualización : 2026-09-28

Chapter 17

Welcome to Villa AltamiraPOV: Karol KensingtonStay in the car, and keep your head down," Mateo ordered.The rain fell so hard I could barely see. The storm had finally hit the island. The wind howled like an angry animal and shook the car.Mateo and three guards jumped out into the cold rain. They pulled out their guns.Some went inside first to make sure the house was safe. They had to find the stranger from the speed boat.Ten minutes passed. Finally, the huge front doors opened. A guard waved for us to come inside.Ciro opened the car door, with the support of his staff, we ran through the rain, up the stone steps and went inside the house.As heavy doors slammed shut behind, The loud noise of the storm instantly went away.I stopped and stared. Villa Altamira was beautiful, but it was scary.The floors were shiny black stone. The ceilings were very high. One whole wall was made of glass. Through the glass, I could see dark, angry waves crashing against the rocks far below. Every

Última actualización : 2026-09-29

Chapter 18

Setting the BoundariesPOV: Karol Kensington"Lock down every single door in this house right now!" Ciro roared."I already did, boss," Mateo said quickly. He wiped the blood off his hand with a white towel. "The storm shutters are down. The heavy steel doors are locked. But the cameras are useless in this heavy rain. We are totally blind outside.""Then we wait for him to try and get in," Ciro ordered. "Put guards at every window. No one sleeps tonight."Mateo nodded and left. The heavy glass doors slid shut behind him, locking with a loud click.I stood in the middle of the room, shaking. My stomach felt sick. A man had tried to shoot me at the airport, now my old work badge is covered in blood. It was a message. He was here, on the island, and he was hunting me."Karol."Ciro’s voice was softer now. He rolled his wheelchair closer to me. I could see the worry hiding behind his dark, angry eyes. He reached out to grab my shaking hands.I stepped back before he could touch me.If I l

Última actualización : 2026-09-29

Chapter 19

The First SessionPOV: Karol Kensington"Get behind me!" Ciro yelled in the dark.His strong arm grabbed my hands and my waist. I quickly ran to his back and held my breath; I was scared to death.Then, the light came on. The bright white lights of the medical room flashed back on.I blinked and looked at the door. It wasn't the killer.It was Mateo. He was dragging a heavy steel desk across the hallway floor to block the door."Sorry, boss," Mateo was breathing hard, wiping rain from his face. "The power line was cut. I just put on the generator; I am blocking this wing. No one is getting in."I let out a breath and stepped away from Ciro. The killer was still out there in the storm, but we are locked inside."It is time," I said. My voice was cold and professional. "Get on the table."Ciro did not argue. He wheeled himself to the therapy table and lifted himself up using his strong arms.I grabbed a small black box with wires."What is that?" Ciro asked, watching me closely."A hear

Última actualización : 2026-09-29

Chapter 20

POV: KarolSomeone in the hallway was pushing the door open. They were very strong.Ciro moved fast. The deep, burning heat in his eyes turned cold. He dropped my hand, grabbed my waist, and pulled me hard behind his back."Stay behind me," he ordered. His voice was firm.The heart monitor on his chest beeped fast and loud. But Ciro did not look scared. He looked ready to kill. He sat up, ignoring his bad knee. He grabbed a heavy metal tray filled with massage oils and tools.The space in the doorway grew wider. A black leather glove pushed the heavy desk away like it was nothing.Then, a man stepped into the room.He wore a dark, wet raincoat and a black mask. Rainwater dripped onto the clean floor. He held a black gun with a long silencer in his right hand.I stopped breathing.The man pointed the gun straight at Ciro’s chest.Before the killer could shoot, Ciro yelled and threw the metal tray with all his might. It hit the man right in the face. Glass bottles broke. Warm oil splash

Última actualización : 2026-09-29

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