I AGREED TO BE HIS PAPER BRIDE TO ERASE MY FAMILY'S DEBT
PART 2
I thought the kiss was the twist.
I was wrong.
The real twist came the next morning, when Antonio brought me to his island mansion and told me one wing of the house was off-limits.
He said it too calmly.
That was what made it terrifying.
Men like him only sound soft when the truth behind the door is worse than the lock itself.
I tried to ignore it.
I really did.
But then I found a wardrobe full of clothes in my size.
Books I had loved years ago.
Even a medical text tied to my old job.
That was when the honeymoon stopped feeling romantic and started feeling planned.
Not for days.
For months.
Maybe longer.
So I opened the forbidden door.
And what I found inside made my hands go cold.
Files.
Photographs.
Hospital records.
A whole room built around secrets.
Not just about my father.
About me.
About where I worked.
Where I lived.
Who I visited.
Antonio had not married a desperate woman by chance.
He had been watching me long before I ever signed that paper.
But that still was not the worst part.
The worst part was one photograph hidden among those files.
My father standing beside a man Antonio later called his own uncle.
That one image changed everything I thought I knew about the debt, the accident, and the marriage.
Before I could even process it, the door shut behind me.
Antonio was standing there.
He did not deny anything.
He only looked at me and said the debt was never the beginning.
Then a screen lit up.
Someone had tracked my luggage.
Someone knew exactly where we were.
And a second later, bullets came through the glass.
That was the moment I realized the honeymoon was never a honeymoon.
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It was a trap.
And I had been brought there for a reason Antonio still had not fully confessed.
