CHAPTER ELEVEN

Primotivo's POV

"Hello, fuckers! I'm still here! Don't let it be known that you really miss each other. I feel I'm an outcast here!" I interjected Damon's conversation with Hale who had just arrived.

I'm now here in Damon's newly built house, which of course is another successful project of Alarcon Constructions, which I lead.

"Shut up, Primo! You have no right to huff, okay! Maybe you forgot you got married without letting us know!" Hale said, frowning at me. I'm sure he is talking about the wedding I have with Avianna, not the arranged marriage my parents and the Benidez' family are planning.

Fuck! Atty. Philip Aragon, he is really a gossiper of a fool! Just be ready for me when we meet.

I was about to respond when Damon spoke first to me.

"By the way, Primo. We still haven't met that unfortunate woman you have married. When are you planning to introduce her to us, dude? Is she even a real person?" He said, and that's when I really confirmed that they weren't referring to Leyla Beni