The Sin of Loving You
“You are not just an enemy of this company. You are blood. The son of Joaquin’s father, born of another woman he abandoned. You were left to suffer with your mother, who died because she had no means for treatment. You were passed from house to house, abused by relatives, until a distant aunt took pity on you. You were brilliant, Ponce. You could have built something of your own. But you let hatred consume you. You swore you would take not only what was yours, but everything Joaquin left behind.”
The silence was deafening. Celia’s hand trembled against her mouth, Santino’s eyes widened in shock, Ainara’s fists clenched beneath the table.
Ponce’s face twisted, his fury boiling over, but the o
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