Hector's back had been whipped until the skin split open and the flesh lay raw and bleeding, yet he never let out a single sound of pain. Only when Rhett finally grew exhausted and lowered the whip did he speak, his voice trembling with quiet resolve. "Dad, the three-year agreement ends in just two days. When that time comes, I will leave with nothing but the clothes on my back."
Rhett's face twisted in shock and fury. "Hector, have you lost your mind? Bianca is lying here broken because of you, and all you can think about is walking away from her? What is so special about Christina after all these years? Why can't you just let her go and build a real life with Bianca?"
Hector pushed himself up from the floor and stood tall, looking down at Rhett, who barely reached his shoulder. His ton
