I blinked rapidly, feeling my stomach dropping like a stone. Álvaro—my younger brother. Yeah, he was a pompous, arrogant little bastard most days, but he was still my flesh and blood. He's Camilla's fiancé, too.
Rosa's sister's fiancé. And she wanted me to… what? Kill him?
I shook my head, my voice cracking with disbelief. "What the hell are you talking about, Rosa? You want me to kill my own brother? Álvaro might drive me crazy, but he's still my brother. And Camilla… your sister—is about to marry him. You want me to murder him over an heir? Over a damn ultimatum?"
My voice rose, sharper now, fury breaking through the disbelief. "What kind of monster even suggests that?"
She didn't flinch. Not even a little. Her eyes narrowed, but her smile was cold, calm… like she'd just told me we were out of milk.
