Chapter 2 - The Scorching IronThe kitchen smelled of smoke and polished wood.
Victoria placed the iron on the counter.
"You have mistaken my patience for weakness," she said.
Elena backed toward the dining room, her swollen stomach making every movement difficult.
"I won't sign."
Victoria's expression hardened.
"You don't have a choice."
She lifted the iron.
Elena's heart slammed against her ribs.
"Please."
Victoria stepped closer.
"The Vargas fortune belongs to Alejandro's blood. If you refuse to cooperate, the courts will believe you are mentally unstable. I already have medical records prepared."
Elena stared at her in disbelief.
"You forged them."
Victoria smiled.
"I prepared for every possibility."
Then came a sound from behind them.
A door opening.
Neither woman noticed.
Victoria raised the scorching iron toward Elena's belly.
"Sign."
Elena screamed.
But before the iron could come any closer, a man's voice came from the doorway.
"Put it down."
Victoria froze.
Elena stopped breathing.
She knew that voice.
It was impossible.
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Yet it was unmistakable.
Alejandro.
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