Valeria was slightly surprised.
But she tried to stay calm and assumed there must be a reason for Javier's method to open her dress.
"Are you out of your mind?!"
The doctor standing beside the bed nearly dropped his instruments after hearing Javier’s request.
“Ms. Solano, we must expel him at once! He's too rude. Why is he asking to take off your dress?”
"I have no bad intentions. Just helping with the methods I know."
Javier defended himself.
“Your methods are absurd. It was a big insult!”
He pointed at Javier's face, his eyes burning with anger.
"Calm down, doctor." Valeria raised an eyebrow, gazing at him with a faint smile. "I trust him."
"What?!" The doctor almost choked on his own breath. "Miss, you’re seriously—"
"Leave."
Valeria cut him off lazily, waving toward the door casually.
"All of you, get out."
The doctor and the guards exchanged glances before eventually exiting the room, though their faces clearly showed disapproval.
Once the door closed, an eerie silence filled the space, broken only by the soft sound of Valeria’s breathing.
"I hope you know what you’re doing."
Valeria murmured, taking a deep breath before slipping off her outer coat, revealing a thin nightgown underneath.
She then lay down on the bed, watching Javier with a mixture of curiosity and caution.
"If you try anything, I’ll make sure you don’t leave this room alive."
"You can trust me, Miss."
Javier averted his gaze briefly before finally sitting at the edge of the bed, placing his hand over her chest.
Outwardly, he appeared calm, but deep inside, he felt a hint of nervousness.
Valeria has a beautiful body with porcelain-white skin.
Like a perfect sculpture.
“Take a deep breath and try to stay calm, it’s just for a cure.”
Despite saying this, Javier felt his
Every inch of her body was crystal clear to Javier’s eyes. It had been a long time since he had seen a woman’s body up close like this, and a surge of heat instantly rushed through him.
Watching her writhing body, Javier felt utterly tormented, struggling to keep himself under control.
To treat her heart, Javier placed his hand on her chest. The smooth, silky sensation beneath his palm sent a tremor through his entire body.
"Ah!"
Valeria let out a soft moan, a blush creeping across her face as she gently closed her eyes.
Javier felt his throat tighten. Swallowing hard, he began to massage Valeria’s chest with delicate movements. He quickly noticed an abnormality near her heart and started channeling the energy he had just acquired through his touch.
As his fingers moved slightly, Valeria’s body trembled in response. She shyly wondered if Javier’s so-called treatment was merely an excuse.
She had never been this close to a man before, and now her fiancé was massaging her to the point of near ecstasy.
Suddenly, Javier’s hand left her chest, and an inexplicable sense of disappointment washed over her.
Valeria blinked in surprise.
"Wait… the pain… it’s gone?"
"I’ve stabilized the elements in your body."
Javier exhaled softly, lifting his hand from her chest.
"But you need to maintain your body’s balance. If not, this condition could return."
"You…"
Valeria stared at him in disbelief, then let out a chuckle.
"I can’t believe it—you did it. Are you some kind of guardian angel, or just a man who’s too modest?"
"I’m just someone who does what he can," Javier replied with a slight shrug.
"Is that so?"
Valeria eyed him intently, her gaze shimmering with intrigue.
"Then, I must reward you. What do you want?"
"There’s no need."
Javier shook his head lightly.
"I only hope we can be friends. That’s enough for me."
For a moment, Valeria was silent, and then she gave him a small smile.
“You are truly a kind man. It is very rare to meet a man like you."
Javier's sincerity and rejection of greed made Valeria admire and like him even more. She thought it was a good thing that Javier was her fiancé.
"You praise me too much, Miss. I only did what I was supposed to do."
Javier gave a small smile and bowed slightly towards Valeria as a sign of respect.
Valeria didn’t know what had caused him to forget their engagement—or, from the looks of it, even her identity.
Still, she had finally found Javier. And not only that, but he had also cured the illness that had plagued her for so many years.
She decided to tell him who she was and remind him of their engagement.
However, before she could say more, Javier’s phone suddenly rang.
Javier glanced at the screen, and his expression immediately darkened.
The name displayed was one he didn’t want to see.
Camila Valverde.
His hand clenched into a fist without him realizing it.

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CHAPTER 294
Javier gave Amara a single nod—an unspoken acceptance of her resolve—before striding past Damon, who was already on the comms, murmuring orders into a hidden earpiece. The hotel suite door shut behind them with a soft click, the air outside colder, heavier—like the night knew what they were heading into.Down in the underground garage, a matte-black SUV waited, engine running. Javier slipped into the back seat while Amara took the front. Damon climbed behind the wheel.“They’re expecting us,” Damon said, pulling out into the street, “but we’ll still go in from the east entrance—less visibility, less noise.”“Any heat signatures?” Javier asked.
CHAPTER 293
Javier paced to the wet bar, poured himself a glass of water—no liquor tonight. Not until his mind was sharper than the blade he kept hidden beneath his coat. He took a sip, then turned back to Amara.“Start from the beginning,” he said. “How did you find out Sable was in the city?”“I intercepted chatter on a secure channel,” Amara replied, pulling a tablet from her bag and placing it on the glass table. “Encrypted, but sloppy. He’s getting arrogant. Someone referred to him as Dr. S—that’s the same alias he used in Prague.”Javier’s eyes narrowed. “And the lab?”“Abandoned pharmaceutical facility. East River district. Last used five years ago. No electricity on the grid, but the thermal scans I ran last night show movement. At least four people inside. Possibly more underground.”“So he’s building something.”“Or someone,” Amara said, her jaw clenched. “If it’s another subject like—”“Don’t.” Javier’s voice dropped, almost a whisper. “We don’t speak about Subject 12.”Amara lowered h
CHAPTER 292
The elevator hummed softly as it ascended. Amara stood beside Javier in tense silence, stealing glances at him every few seconds. His hands were in his pockets now, his posture calm—but she knew better. The stillness in Javier Montalvo always came before a storm.“I didn’t expect to find you here,” she said finally, her voice low.“I didn’t expect to be humiliated in front of a lobby full of parasites,” he replied, eyes fixed on the elevator numbers. “But life’s full of surprises.”Amara winced. “They didn’t know who you were.”“They didn’t need
CHAPTER 291
"Mr. Montalvo. We need to speak. It's urgent."Every voice in the lobby fell silent. Heads turned toward the woman who had just burst in—tall, striking, dressed in an immaculately tailored navy coat and heels that echoed sharply on the marble floor. Her hair was pinned back tightly, her face pale and strained, yet full of urgency.The man behind the reception desk blinked, flustered. "Do you... Do you know this gentleman, Miss?"She ignored him entirely. Her gaze was locked on Javier.Javier didn't move from where he stood—arms crossed, jaw tight, still reeling from the string of humiliating remarks hurled his way only minutes earlier. He’d tolerated the sneers, the laughs, the thinly veiled contempt from the hotel staff and a handful of self-important
CHAPTER 290
The hotel lobby buzzed with well-dressed socialites and businessmen, each flaunting their wealth as if it were a contest. Marble floors gleamed under the golden chandeliers, and classical music floated gently through the air. Javier stood near the entrance, wearing a plain black shirt and dark slacks—unassuming, modest, and far from the designer-laden crowd that occupied the room.He approached the reception desk with quiet confidence, waiting patiently behind a group of guests who eyed him with visible disdain. One woman in a tight red dress glanced over her shoulder and scoffed.“Looks like security’s getting real lenient these days,” she whispered to her friend, not bothering to lower her voice.Her friend laughed, flipping her blonde hair. “Maybe he’s lost. Or looking for the kitchen entrance.”Javier said nothing, simply waited.The concierge, a tall man with a stiff posture and too much cologne, frowned when he finally looked up and saw Javier. “Sir,” he began, voice clipped and
CHAPTER 289
The chandelier above the grand lobby of Hotel Caravelle sparkled like crushed diamonds, its soft golden light casting a warm glow over the marble floors. Guests in tailored suits and glittering gowns milled about, sipping champagne, chatting, laughing—the wealthy elite in their natural habitat.Javier entered quietly.He wore a simple dark blazer, pressed slacks, and a muted gray shirt. His shoes were polished but lacked the designer insignia most guests flaunted. No cufflinks. No flashy watch. No entourage.Just him. Alone.He crossed the lobby to the concierge, pausing politely as two women draped in designer gowns finished speaking.“I don’t care what
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