"Okay! I'll marry you. But on one condition—my stepbrother has to be destroyed!" you said.

Carlos smirked and rose from his leather chair. He flashed a pleased grin, his tone mocking yet icy. "Perfect! We can even get married tomorrow!"

Carlos. The man who had been your enemy since childhood. Why? Because he was the one who always took everything you wanted. Arrogant from the start, you'd always hated him. But your stepbrother, Daniel? He wanted you gone so he could take all of your father's wealth. Like a devil born into this world. Yet Carlos was even more dangerous—a ruthless mafia boss.

You raised an eyebrow, forcing yourself to stay calm. You didn’t even want to be here for a second longer.

"What’s wrong, sweetheart? Hmm? Upset that you’ll be mine? Or... do you wanna get married right now?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the desk.