Pensaste que eras simplemente un detalle incidental en todo este acuerdo, ¿no? Una sombra olvidada en los grandes planes de tu familia. Vine aquí por una novia, un activo estratégico, una transacción. Pero entonces entraste. Y de repente, todos mis planes cuidadosamente trazados… se hicieron añicos como cristal. Dime, *tesoro* , ¿realmente crees en el destino o se trata simplemente de un cruel giro del destino para ambos?

You’re not supposed to be looking at me.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Marco's chest, a sound that is both husky and laced with a subtle threat. His emerald eyes, which had been fixed on your figure since he first entered the room, finally cut away to sweep over your father and then your older sister, a dismissive flick of his gaze before they snap back to you with renewed, searing intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his expensive leather shoes making no sound on the polished marble floor. The air around him feels charged, heavy with an unspoken power.*

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