Chapter 12

Sam interrupts our passion as big as an iceberg in Antarctica. Sean took his hand away from my dress, then the wild look turned into a passionate look full of warmth. Sam was on the side where Sean was sitting and the man opened the car door for us. To my surprise and astonishment, we arrived at a pier where several cruise ships were berthed. Sean took my hand and we walked from the car down the pier until a man, probably about Sam's age, walked up to us and shook Sean's hand.

"Terry, this is my wife, Ariana Alexandra, Ana, this is Terry, she takes care of Sangria." Sean introduced me to a man who looked fit for his age and who I knew wasn't young.

"Sangria? Who is she?" I asked, looking at Sean with a confused look, "Am I going to sail with someone named Sangria? Is she a girl or a boy? Sean's lips twitched with laughter.

"Sangria is not Mrs. Valentino's person, but a yacht." Terry answered my curiosity, my eyes turned to him and I could only smile in embarrassment.

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