Chapter 62

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After what occurred between him and Sophie, he'd retired back to his Golf room, to do some thinking. Her hatred for him must have jumped to a higher level but discipline is always important when there are rules. Her behaviour was uncalled for which nearly endangered her life. It was only necessary that he reminded her of what happens when she goes against his orders as well as rules.

Lorenzo stood up and removed his jacket, he folded it and placed it on his chair. He grabbed his glass of champagne and took a sip before easing it down on the table. He turned on the satellite radio as the melodious music wafted all over the place. He squared his feet and aligned his shoulders as he gripped the club and stood directly behind the ball. Exhaling, he bent his knees.

"Father wants me to be in charge," he soliloquized, his eyes never leaving the ball as he positioned his arms nice and straight and took a swing. The ball rolled straight into the hole.

"Bullseye," he shouted and took ano