But his smile faded abruptly when Ruxandra’s gaze caught him again. In her eyes, there was not just fear. There was pure horror. A kind of silent warning telling him not to dare take any rash steps.
Diego felt his pulse quicken. All the euphoria of the business melted away like wax and was replaced by a cold shiver. He slowly withdrew his hand from the leather bag and whispered barely audible:
— What’s happening?
Ruxandra pulled him by the arm and pushed him toward the kitchen, shielding him from the light in the hallway. In a hurried whisper, she told him.
Two hours earlier, Carmen had received a visit. A stranger, dressed in a black suit, had entered the house as if he had the key. He was not a lover, but something much more dangerous. Ruxandra had seen with her own eyes him pulling a gun from a briefcase.
— He told the lady not to try anything, that he knew everything about you, about the business… and that he wouldn’t leave until he got what he came for.
Diego clenched his jaw. All the warnings he had received in Dubai echoed in his mind when he signed the contract. The rivalries in the hotel industry were silent but ruthless. Perhaps his success had come at a price.
He tried to think clearly. Carmen was upstairs, caught in a situation she couldn’t even imagine. If she made one wrong move, it would put her in danger.
— And you? Why didn’t you run, Ruxandra? he asked her in a low voice.
— How could I run, Mr. Diego? The lady is up there, alone. I stayed… to listen, to warn you. If I died, at least someone would know what happened.
Her simple words shook him. In that moment, Diego realized that the loyalty of simple people weighed more than all his millions.
He crept toward the internal staircase. Heavy footsteps and a harsh tone could be heard from the master bedroom. The man’s voice was cold, calculated.
— I know what you’re hiding, Carmen. I know where the documents are. If you don’t give them to me, your husband will lose everything… and you will pay with your life.
Diego’s heart skipped a beat. The documents? What documents? What had Carmen been involved in?
At that moment, all the perfect images of the loving wife wavered. Doubt gnawed at his soul, but love and the desire to save her were stronger.
He thought of his childhood in a village in Transylvania, where his mother had taught him that family must be defended at all costs. “Blood is thicker than water,” she always told him.
With calculated steps, Diego climbed the stairs, while Ruxandra remained below, clasping her trembling hands.
Reaching the top, he saw the bedroom door ajar. Through the narrow crack, the silhouette of the man appeared even more threatening. Carmen sat on the edge of the bed, tears in her eyes, but she didn’t seem like a prisoner of a mere criminal. It was as if she herself was hiding a secret.
Diego gathered all his strength and entered resolutely.
— Enough! Leave her alone!
The man turned slowly. His icy gaze fixed directly on Diego, and the cold smile that crept onto his lips said more than a thousand words.
— Ah… Mr. Munteanu. We were just waiting for you.
The room filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the ticking of the wall clock.
Diego felt his heart ready to burst from his chest. Everything around him was collapsing: business, trust, marriage. But he knew one thing: no matter the price, he would not let fear destroy his family.
With a firm voice and a steady gaze, he said:
— Tell me what you want from me. And let Carmen go.
A courage born from his Romanian roots, from stories of outlaws, and from the belief that justice, no matter how late, always prevails.
And then, the night that had just begun turned into a fight for life and death, where money no longer mattered, but only the power to defend your soul and the people you love.
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