Camila's tears spilled over, but Antonio remained unmoved, his expression hard as stone. He stepped back, pacing the room like a predator deciding what to do with its prey. "You thought you could outsmart me, Camila? That you could betray me and walk away unscathed?" His laugh was low and humorless. "You have no idea what I'm capable of."
"I...I wasn't trying to outsmart you, Antonio," Camila stammered, her voice trembling as she wiped at her face. "I just… I didn't think..."
"Stop." Antonio cut her off, his icy gaze pinning her in place. "You didn't think, and now you'll pay for it. But I won't throw you out...not yet. You're more useful to me alive, Camila." He leaned down, his face inches from hers, and his voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "You're going to help me uncover every single person involved in this scheme. If you try to lie, if you try to run, you'll regret the day you ever crossed me."
