CHAPTER 621. FIGHT FOR YOU. The EndBeing part of his training wasn’t the problem. The problem was not letting her heart get carried away. As the weeks went by and Adriana prepared everything for the event, the magnitude of what they were about to do overwhelmed her soul.Kyle trained so hard that sometimes it seemed like he was doing more harm than good, but both Alejandra and Diablo agreed that pain was better, and what he was doing would only help him.So Adriana tried to focus on the publicity side, which was becoming more intense because no one wanted to miss the event. Businessmen from all over the world were contacting the De Navias to find out how high the bets would go; others reached out directly to La Mariposa, hoping to secure an invitation to the fight after hearing that entry would be exclusive, with a basic access fee of ten thousand euros.“Tell me we’re close,” the young woman sighed, speaking with her uncle nearly four weeks later, because everything had a single obj

CHAPTER 623. FIGHT FOR YOU. The Next VictimThe atmosphere outside the cage was absurdly tense. The commentator was excited, but it seemed like everyone else was biting their nails, considering the sheer amount of money riding on the bets.Adriana held her breath when she saw Kyle, but next to her, both El Diablo and his daughter seemed entirely calm.“Are you sure he can handle this?” Adriana growled at Alejandra. “Because if he can’t, I swear to God, you’ll be the one who ends up in the frying pan!” she threatened. The woman in front of her only gave a slow smile.“Relax. He’s a strong guy. He’s got this,” Alejandra assured her. Moments later, they watched Kyle step into the cage, not a single trace of emotion crossing his face.For the first time in his life, he entered the ring wearing shorts, unabashed about showing off those pale, silvery legs that almost gleamed under the lights.“White? Seriously, white?” Adriana hissed, turning to Caleb, who shrugged.“Intimidation strategy.

CHAPTER 625. FIGHT FOR YOU. The StarfishIt seemed impossible. Madness. But the entire night boiled down to this moment. Everything Kyle had trained for—to recover and give the best cage fight of his life—had a single purpose: to get this man in front of him.“I don’t know what you’re planning, but you can’t…!” Wexler spat, and Kyle almost looked at him with pity.“Greed got the better of you, as always,” Kyle retorted. “A man with common sense wouldn’t have walked into the lion’s den tonight, knowing exactly who I am and what you owe me.”Wexler pressed his lips together, summoning all the ego of an English lord as he raised his chin.“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”“Yes, you do! Of course, you do, so spare me the act. Vance Burgges—or whatever his name is—spilled everything,” Kyle growled. “Your greed got the better of you when you had a bunch of professors killed over Quantum…”“And you have it!” Wexler barked, going pale. It seemed pointless to deny it any longer.“Yes…

CHAPTER 627. RED PROMISE. PROLOGUESYNOPSISMauro was just a teenager when he made a promise to love forever, only to have his heart shattered upon discovering that she was part of a bet—one made by his closest friends to ensure that the perfect heir, Mauro Keller, lost his virginity to a cheap girl.Finding out he’d been deceived served only to turn him as cold and cruel as a man could be. It taught him how to hurt, how to wound, and how to mistrust all women equally.But perhaps the worst part was seeing the woman of his nightmares reappear years later, in a vulnerable position that gave him the perfect opportunity for revenge. Because if there’s one thing Mauro won’t do, it’s keep the promise he made all those years ago.RED PROMISE: PROLOGUE“I’ll love you until my last breath.”It was the sweetest phrase an eighteen-year-old could say to the girl he had shared his first time with, but God knew Mauro Keller had meant it from the depths of his heart—a heart that had belonged to Ain

CHAPTER 629. RED PROMISE: AFTER SO MUCH TIME…Silent. Stunned. His heart hung by a thread, threatening to snap and shatter into pieces on the ground. It was strange how, after so much time, after a decade of forgetting her (because hatred had been far too generous a sentiment for her), the news of Ainara Jáuregui’s impending death could have such an effect on him.“Excuse me…? What do you mean dying?” he whispered hoarsely. The hospital director motioned for him to step aside.“The young woman was in a severe car accident,” the director explained. “They barely managed to pull her out, and by the time they did, she was rushed into emergency surgery. Her liver was perforated, and they did their best—they removed part of it—but they didn’t realize she was still bleeding internally. That’s quite common with liver injuries because the organ has large blood vessels.”“Okay, but when… when did this happen?”“Three days ago. They only discovered the hemorrhaging today. The senator had her tra