Lorenzo and Fabiola walked up to his father,Luca who was sitting on a rock chair at the courtyard.“Father,this is Fabiola,”Lorenzo introduced.The man lifted up his head and stared at her,expressionlessly.Fabiola swallowed…Lorenzo was the exact replica of his father and his gaze was quite penetrating as if he could see through her.“Hello,Father.”She greeted,politely.Luca nodded.”Due to the pressure from the media and public…Lorenzo had married you in a rush but the Martini do not take marriage as simple as this.You two need to have a grand wedding ceremony.”Fabiola didn't really want to cause such a big deal, but her opinion didn't matter, it was up to Lorenzo to decide if he felt the ceremony was necessary. She looked tenderly at Lorenzo, pretending to be shy, "I'll do whatever Lorenzo says."Lorenzo knew his father's reasons for holding a wedding; he didn't want the public to mistake that the family couldn't even afford a wedding, and parties were a necessary means of maintain

“Wait…we can’t do this here.”She murmured.A frown crossed his face.“What if…what if Lorenzo or Grandpa walks in on us?It would be too chaotic.”She said and he nodded in comprehension.She sighed,glad that she was getting through the alcohol filled brain of his.“We should go to my room.”He suggested."Very well, I agree." Hearing her approval, Miguel couldn't wait to rip her clothes off."Wait, do you want to play something more exciting?" Fabiola said as she fought back her nausea and leaned in to his ear.Miguel's eyes lit up when he heard her. "Tell me about it.""Well... haven't you always wanted to humiliate Lorenzo? How do you think he'd feel if we went to his room and had sex?""That’s good idea! Let’s hurry up." The thought of humiliating Lorenzo made Miguel even more excited. He had been compared to Lorenzo since he was a little boy but he never won; everyone in the family thought Lorenzo was better than him.So he vowed early on that he would not let go of any opportunity

Caught in the place between wakefulness and sleep,Fabiola stirred feeling so comfortable…She opened her eyes to be greeted by a sleeping handsome face…Her eyes dilated realizing that she was on the bed.“Oh No!”She quickly sat up and mentally checked herself…She had slept on the couch…How did she get on the bed?She’s still had her clothes on,that was a good sign.And between her legs felt normal…okay.Lorenzo sat up,stretching his arms…“What’s with you?”He asked,annoyed that she had woken him up.“How did I get on the bed?I vividly remember falling asleep on the couch.”“And you would have woken up with a stiff neck if I hadn’t carried you to the bed.”He replied.She crossed her arms over her chest.“You…you carried me?”His jaw clenched.”Your prudish behavior is driving me insane!”He got off the bed and she fell back against the pillow.Well,she slept comfortably and he didn’t touch her…she should be grateful about that.As she sat up again,her eyes widened seeing him taking of

Fabiola stared at him angrily, chagrined at how easily she had been seduced by him.How could she have such poor composure when it came to him? She had been intimate with Dante before, but she had always been able to keep herself sober and in control.The man at the door heard no response from inside and knocked again."Come in." spoke Lorenzo indifferently and Fabiola looked over at him as he completely gathered up his mess and returned to his towering presence once more.In contrast, her hair was loose and the folds of her dress were clearly visible. Look, men were always quick to draw back! Next time, she must remember to resist those sugar-coated bullets with determination!The door to the office was pushed open and a beautiful and sexy woman stood outside the door.She was about to think that this woman might have been one of the women obsessed with him but her eyes caught the woman’s company’s ID which was hung around her neck.“Camila Suarez,CEO’s secretary.”Lorenzo’s secretar

When they got into the underground garage, Fabiola pushed him away.Even though he had just stood up for her, it didn't make up for the grievance she felt inside. She knew she looked like she didn't know any better to outsiders. She should be grateful to have had a man as good as Lorenzo, with money, power, and good looks, for even a second.But she found herself unable to do so. Although she had come from the slums, she had survived on her own, and she felt she was no less worthy than he was, and they were now in a mutually beneficial partnership. Although she had asked him for help, she had also helped him to keep out a lot of gold-diggers. So she decided that she must not forgive this jerk so easily!Lorenzo looked at the woman in front of him with her mouth pouted, and he turned irritated for no reason. He wasn't used to her being so quiet. She was cuter when she argued with him.He didn't like the feeling that things were out of his control and he felt the need to talk to her abo