CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

"Here we are. This is my family house, only my parents live here, they spend the holidays in any of their other houses across the continent," Enrique told Grace as he parked the car in front of the gate.

Grace's eyes were as wide as saucers. She took in the beauty and vastness of the property with greedy eyes. The gate alone, screamed wealth, she even found herself wondering how she was still surprised at how rich Enrique Black was.

"This place is amazing and here I was, thinking your mansion was the best there could be," she confessed.

"You don't have to feel intimidated by it, my parents have more money than they could spend for the rest of their lives, building this house was one of those things they did for the fun of it. They are very down to earth and wouldn't throw their wealth in your face," Enrique said.

"I never said they will," Grace replied.

"It shows on your face that you are scared they might think you're not good enough. I know this isn't a real relationship, but I want