Chapter 30 Steven Villafuerte

Manfred Valderrama POV

“Do you want to explain to me what the fuck is going on?” Steven Villafuerte sounds fuming. Despite all my own anger, I manage to remain calm when I close the door to my father’s old office and take a seat behind his desk. “I should kill you!” he snarls at me through his teeth, and I say nothing, just stare the evil bastard right in his eyes.

“But you won’t. Innocent women and unborn babies are much more your style,” I point out, waiting for him to show some form of reaction.

“What are you talking about, Manfred?” He shakes his head, impatiently. “We both know you marrying my daughter and knocking her up with the next Valderrama heir, is your version of a very distasteful joke. I’ve been out of my mind with worry. It’s almost been a fucking year!”

“Don’t give me bullshit, we both know your daughter is nothing to you. Just a pawn. You were going to marry her to the wrinkly, old bastard. You were going to sacrifice her chance of happiness for your own gain,” I