Kelly.
I don’t care if she’s found out. I don’t care if she knows that I am in love with him. Ramirez is going to divorce her, and their pathetic little relationship is coming to an end. I planted the seeds, whispered the doubts and I know they’ve had a fight—how could they not? Ramirez still loves her, though, doesn’t he? Why else would he go running to her the moment he heard she was with Victor Prodigal? It’s disgusting. He can’t stand losing her.
But that will change.
Those fools I hired couldn’t do the one thing I asked—kill her. If she were gone, I wouldn’t have to deal with this mess, wouldn’t have to fight for what should already be mine. But no, she’s alive, breathing, still standing in my way.
Ramirez González. Just saying his name sends a chill through me. From the moment A
