Introduction
Raiva e incredulidade brilharam nos olhos dele. Ela seria a primeira mulher a rejeitá-lo e de uma maneira tão absurda. Ele se levantou e foi até ela enquanto ela se colava à parede, sem ter mais para onde recuar. Ele agarrou o queixo dela com sua mão forte, forçando-a a olhar para ele, seus olhos cinzentos e cruéis penetrando nos olhos castanhos dela.
"E se for seu único bilhete para a liberdade?"
"Como eu disse, prefiro morrer."
Ele rapidamente a empurrou para a cama e ela se afastou enquanto ele se aproximava. "Eu sou Eros Castillo, líder da gangue El Dragón, você não ousa me rejeitar, ninguém me rejeita," ele disse com uma voz rouca e baixa, seus olhos cinco tons mais escuros, sua expressão sombria e perigosa.
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Chapter 1
"Eros Castillo é um monstro," Cassandra ouviu uma garota dizendo atrás dela. O mercado estava movimentado, mas ela se esforçou para ouvir as duas garotas que a seguiam.
"Mas ele é um monstro sexy," respondeu a outra garota.
Cassandra já tinha ouvido muito sobre Eros Castillo. Ela tinha ouvido falar dele pelo pai, pela mãe, até por amigos, estranhos, mulheres do mercado, padres e até crianças, e nada do que ouviu era bom. Ele era um terror vivo para as pessoas da cidade e o pior de tudo era que ele possuía metade da cidade. Ninguém mexia com ele e saía impune. Ela nunca o tinha visto, mas sentia calafrios sempre que ouvia seu nome. Mas desta vez, ela não só sentia calafrios, seu coração disparava sempre que ouvia seu nome.
Seu pai se tornou vítima de Eros. Eros os visitou duas vezes, mas seu pai sempre foi rápido em escondê-la e ela nunca soube o porquê. Seu pai havia pegado dinheiro emprestado de Eros para o tratamento médico de sua mãe quando ela estava muito doente, mas agora, ele não conseguia pagar e Eros tinha transformado a vida dele em um inferno. Ela olhava para seu pai hoje em dia e ele parecia tão velho e frágil, que ela não sabia o que fazer.
Ela teria salvado seu velho pai casando-se com um homem rico e pagando a dívida, mas seu coração tinha se apaixonado por Apolo, o filho do melhor amigo de seu pai, e seu pai, que era um homem contente, nunca teve problemas com isso. Apolo e sua família eram tão pobres quanto eles, por isso ele não se casou com ela depois de noivarem por dois anos. Ela sabia que o jovem a amava e faria o necessário se tivesse os meios, e ela estava bem com isso.
Eros tinha dinheiro suficiente para esquecer facilmente a quantia que seu pai havia emprestado, mas ele era muito cruel para deixar alguém respirar. Ele era um diabo em forma humana e, ainda assim, diziam que ele era muito bonito.
"Agora mesmo, ele está na casa do Sr. Orion," disse a primeira garota. "Dizem que ele pegou dinheiro emprestado de Eros para o tratamento da esposa. Pobre homem, a mulher ainda morreu, deixando-o com uma enorme dívida e nas mãos do mortal Eros. Ele pode matá-lo desta vez porque Ethel disse que ele está causando caos em todo o lugar, ou pode até levá-lo e fazê-lo sofrer com trabalho pesado."
O saco de vegetais que Cassandra segurava caiu de suas mãos.
"Ele tem uma filha bonita, por que não casá-la e pagar a dívida?" perguntou a outra garota.
"Você esqueceu que ela está noiva de Apolo?"
As vozes das garotas soavam como ecos em sua cabeça, enquanto elas seguiam em uma direção diferente da dela. Orion era seu pai e aquelas garotas acabaram de dizer que Eros ia levar seu pai embora. Ela piscou e disparou, empurrando outras pessoas do seu caminho enquanto corria. Ela não se importou com os palavrões que escapavam das bocas delas, nem com os olhares de desdém que as pessoas lhe lançavam enquanto corria, nem com o lembrete constante em sua cabeça de que não deveria ser vista perto de casa quando Eros estivesse lá. Seu pai não a queria em casa naquele momento. Mas eles não podem matar ou levar seu pai embora. Ele é tudo o que ela tem.
Ela correu até em casa e decidiu ignorar os fortes avisos em sua cabeça para ficar longe de casa. Ela entrou pela porta dos fundos e ouviu a voz de seu pai suplicando e choramingando.
"Papai!" ela gritou quando entrou no quarto. Ela estava ofegante da corrida e suando.
Os homens que estavam torturando seu pai pararam e todos os olhos na sala se voltaram para ela. Ela correu até seu pai, que estava no chão coberto de hematomas e gemendo de dor.
"Cassie, por que você veio?" seu pai sussurrou.
"Ouvi no mercado que eles iam te levar."
"Quem é essa?" uma voz masculina profunda perguntou.
Cassandra seguiu a voz e viu um homem que não tinha visto quando entrou. Ele estava sentado em uma cadeira no canto, com o rosto escondido. Será que aquele era o todo-poderoso Eros Castillo?
"Levem-me em vez disso!" seu pai lamentou.
As sobrancelhas de Cassandra se franziram em uma carranca. Ela não pode deixar que levem seu pai.
"Papai, eles não podem te levar," ela sussurrou.
"Oh, Cassandra, por que você veio?" seu pai perguntou com uma voz cheia de dor. "Ele é cruel."
Cassandra olhou novamente para o homem. Fumaça girava ao redor de seu rosto escondido.
"Cassandra, corra!" seu pai disse.
Sem pensar duas vezes, ela se levantou e correu pela porta dos fundos antes que os homens pudessem fazer qualquer coisa.
"Pegue essa vadia viva!" ela ouviu a voz masculina profunda gritando.
Deve ser Eros. Seu coração continuava martelando, e lágrimas corriam por suas bochechas enquanto ela corria. Ela não sabia para onde correr, mas queria correr para bem longe do monstro sobre o qual tinha ouvido tanto falar. Ela estava quase no portão da fazenda quando ouviu tiros atrás dela. Ela virou-se, olhando para a casa da fazenda, quase desmoronando, imaginando se seu pai tinha sido baleado.
Mas ela decidiu continuar correndo. Quando virou o rosto para frente novamente, viu uma figura à sua frente. Antes que seu cérebro pudesse processar quem era, ela foi atingida com força no rosto. Ela viu estrelas, sua cabeça girou, sua visão ficou turva e ela se viu caindo no chão. Ela tentou abrir os olhos, mas a escuridão a envolveu. Antes de seus olhos se fecharem e sua mente ficar em branco, ela viu o sapato de seu agressor, ele tinha um pé grande.
"Lo siento, papai," [Desculpa, papai] ela murmurou e desmaiou.
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