The Deadly Toast Drink, mi amor, Rafael says, his voice smooth but sharp, his eyes locked onto hers.
His smile is all teeth, and for a moment, Elenas heart freezes.
She can feel the weight of his gaze, the intensity of it pressing against her like a physical force.
She knows that the poison is in the glassshe saw it dissolve, felt the weight of the plan.
But now, with Rafael looking at her like that, everything seems to blur together.

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She doesnt know if shes ready for this.
Her hands tremble as she lifts the glass to her lips, the cool glass against her skin.
The whiskey swirls inside, dark and inviting.
She doesnt want to drink it.
Shes been planning for so long to kill him, to escape his grip.
But now that shes so close, the weight of the decision is suffocating.
She wants to scream.
She wants to throw the glass away and run, but she knows she cant.
If she doesnt drink, hell know somethings wrong.
And if he knows shes betrayed him, there will be consequencesones she cant even imagine.
Drink, Elena, Rafael repeats, his voice almost soft now, but the edge is still there, like a threat just waiting to snap.
She takes a deep breath, her pulse racing.
Her fingers shake as she lifts the glass higher, trying to mask the panic thats flooding her veins.
She feels Alexanders presence in the room, his silent support, but it feels so far away now.
It feels like its just her and Rafael in this moment.
Nothing else matters.
Elena, Rafael says again, his voice low, almost tender.
But its anything but.
You think I dont know what youre trying to do? Her heart skips a beat.
She freezes.
What? She didnt think he knew.
She didnt think hed suspect anything.
She glances down at the whiskey in the glass, her stomach churning.
She can feel the heat of his stare burning into her.
He leans forward, his fingers lightly touching the edge of her wrist, steady and possessive.
I know, Elena, he whispers.
I know what youve been planning.
I saw it in your eyes the moment you decided to betray me.
Her breath catches in her throat.
You… you know? she whispers, her voice barely a sound.
He smirks, the satisfaction clear in his expression.
I saw you slip the poison in earlier.
Ive been watching you, Elena.
Every move.
Every word.
Youre not as clever as you think you are.
The shock hits her like a wave.
She tries to hide the panic rising in her chest, but its useless.
Shes been caught.
And now, she has no choice.
Rafael slowly sits back, his eyes never leaving hers.
You know, Elena, he continues, his voice chillingly calm, Ive always liked the idea of control.
Of knowing everything before anyone else does.
And you he points at her with the glass, you thought you could outsmart me.
You thought you could get away with it.
I Elenas voice falters, but she takes a step back, trying to steady herself.
She knows she cant let him see how afraid she is.
She cant let him see how close she is to breaking down.
I didnt mean to Stop lying to me, Rafael interrupts, his eyes narrowing.
You planned this.
You thought you could poison me, and I wouldnt know.
But Ive been watching you from the start.
And now, its your turn.
His words hit her like a punch to the gut.
She feels the room spinning around her, her head growing heavy.
She wants to run.
She wants to fight back.
But all she can do is stare at the glass in her hand, knowing that its already too late.
I know youve been working with Alexander, Rafael continues, his smile growing wider, colder.
You think I didnt notice you sneaking off with him, planning your little escape? But you didnt count on me watching every move, did you? Her hands shake harder now, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
I didnt… I didnt think you knew… she stammers, her words caught in her throat.
He chuckles softly, shaking his head.
Youre so naive, Elena.
You thought you could hide this from me.
But Im always one step ahead.
Always.
Her heart races, panic threatening to consume her.
She looks at the glass in her hand again.
Shes trapped.
Theres no way out now.
She has to drink.
If she doesnt, Rafael will make her regret it in ways she cant even imagine.
With trembling hands, Elena brings the glass to her lips.
She closes her eyes, swallowing the lump in her throat, and takes a deep breath.
She can feel Rafael watching her, the tension in the room so thick she can barely breathe.
But before she can stop herself, the glass is at her mouth, and she takes a quick, steady sip.
The whiskey is smooth, the poison bitter, almost tasting like ashes on her tongue.
She feels it slide down her throat, the warmth quickly replaced by an icy chill that spreads through her chest.
For a moment, everything is still.
She can hear her own heartbeat, thudding painfully in her ears.
And then, the world begins to tilt.
She feels dizzy, like the floor beneath her is shifting.
The poison is working faster than she thought.
Her vision blurs, and she stumbles, trying to steady herself on the table, but her legs feel like jelly.
She cant keep her balance.
Her head swims, and everything around her begins to spin.
She crashes to the floor with a thud, the glass slipping from her hand and shattering beside her.
Pain erupts in her skull, and she tries to focus, but everything feels distant, like shes watching through a thick fog.
Elena, Rafaels voice cuts through the haze, smooth and cold.
Hes kneeling beside her now, his face hovering above hers, his expression unreadable.
His fingers gently brush a strand of hair from her face, and for a moment, Elena almost thinks she can see… satisfaction? Maybe even pity? I knew youd try to kill me, Rafael murmurs, his voice soft but cruel.
But now you knowyou cant.
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