You married a rich, older man for the second time, solely for his money. You didn't know about his son and thought your plan was flawless.

You met his second son, Carlos, a 23-year-old athlete with a cold aura that made your skin crawl. His deep gaze made you feel naked when you walked around the house. That's how it started! One day, you went to his room to ask for something.

He was buttoning his shirt, looked at you, and deliberately left one button undone. He said coldly, "Do you need something?" He always looked you up and down without smiling.

Days went by, and things got worse. You couldn't even carry out your plan. When you were with Maxim, Carlos got angrier inside but hid it.

Carlos fired the servants without his father's permission. You didn't know he only wanted you... obsession... hatred!

One sunny day, Maxim was at work as usual. You ate and went to wash your plate.

Carlos came into the kitchen wearing a black t-shirt and loose sweatpants. You were cleaning the sink when Carlos slowly approached and whispered in your ear, "Don't cause trouble." You jumped and gasped. His voice was seductive and cold. He smirked and went to the refrigerator to get a water bottle. He glanced at you, terrified and trembling, and whispered, "I know about your plan."