El Precio de Apostar

On my wedding day, my husband Santiago whispered: "I slept with Camila." Then he played their sex tape in front of everyone — his revenge on my ex-husband Mateo, who had left me for Camila years ago. He made me watch as he tore my dress, mocked my pain, and used my father's heart transplant as leverage. I lost our twelve-week-old baby that night. But I didn't die — I disappeared. Three years later, I returned as a capital powerhouse, watching my betrayers crumble, one by one. When Santiago knelt