Lorenzo had just stepped out of the study when he saw Esme waiting for him, and his expression was grim as he remembered her previous behaviour."Brother," Esme called out to him, frightened. She tried to explain what had happened last time, but Lorenzo ignored her."Brother, don't you want to know where Fabiola has gone?" Hearing Fabiola's name, Lorenzo stopped in his tracks."Fabiola asked me to tell you that she has gone home first on a temporary matter." Esme knew Lorenzo wouldn't believe her, but he couldn't confirm it because Fabiola's phone was definitely out of reach.He would only ask Diego to confirm, but it was evening and Diego wouldn't be back without an hour to go for a walk."Maybe you're wondering why Fabiola would ask me to deliver a message, but you know, grandpa went for a walk, so..."Esme looked at his cold expression with great internal pain, but she thought that as soon as Fabiola was dead she would surely get Lorenzo’s heart.So she left in triumph.Lorenzo wai

She cried until all she could do was hip cup.Lorenzo kept stroking her hair,holding her against her body.Eventually,she became calm and she leaned more against his bare chest…It felt so good being in his arms.His arms?His bare chest!She shrieked and quickly moved away from him.“You…why are you naked?”She panicked.“I’m not naked.”He replied and pulled the duvet aside to show her his briefs.“Why are you only on that?”He ran a hand through his hair.“I…I was trying to keep you warm.”She swallowed and vaguely recalled being restless in his arms,trying to feel warmth of any kind.Her cheeks felt flushed and she grew shy.“Thank you.”She murmured.“It’s nothing.I’ll call the doctor now.”He reached out for his cellphone.“Put on some clothes.”She muttered trying not to look at his bare chest.She couldn’t believe she was feeling tempted by him in her condition.Clothes?She looked down at herself and realized that she was on a thick hoodie and thick joggers.This wasn’t what she h

She stared up at him nervously and murmured.“I’m…I’m still sick…you know.”She tried as much as she could to look pitiful.His mouth came down on hers,hard and hungry.The initial contact proved so potent that they both had to pause for a shuddering breath.He let go of her wrists and she didn’t fight him…Her body started to heat up….Even if she wholeheartedly didn’t want to do this with him,her body was responding in all the right ways…Her eyes were closed as she kissed him back…blending their tongues together.Recalling that she was still recovering,he disengaged from her.Fabiola blinked rapidly…How could she kiss him like that and still convince him that she didn’t want him?“Get some rest,Fabby.But you should have it in mind that next time,we won’t be stopping.”Still baffled and speechless from the kiss they had shared,she quietly turned over to her side and shut her eyes trying to fall asleep and forget how good kissing him felt.Lorenzo stared at her sleeping frame and the

Through the glass window,Camila stared at her boss and his wife….chatting,laughing and eating.For the umpteenth time,she wondered what Lorenzo saw in her…If he were married to someone sophisticated and rich…she might have thought the union made sense but this…this…It doesn’t make any sense at all…Don Lorenzo couldn’t settle for someone like this…********************If he didn’t have much work on his table…he would have stalled and tried to get her to stay for a while but he really needed to focus on his business today so immediately after they finished eating,she left his office.**********************As Fabiola headed out of his office.She passed by some employees and Fabiola heard them gossip about her loudly.“This is Mrs Martini?”“There had been so many wealthy women coming after Don Lorenzo.”“I’m still wondering why he married this woman?”“Did you guys see the news online?They had been at the mall earlier today and they shared a kiss.”“The funniest part is that she’s s

Nadia watched the news with clenched fists…People were clearly believing Fabiola’s words…And her husband really seemed to adore her.Damn it!The front door being kicked opened startled her.She stood up to see Dante walking into the house…He looked angry and disheveled.“You’re home early.”She began.“Home,huh?”He asked,dropping his briefcase…She shrieked when he brushed a flower vase to the floor…shattering it into pieces.“What’s wrong with you,Dante?”She asked,scared.“What’s wrong with me?!No…you should ask yourself what’s wrong with you…what the hell is your problem?!Haven’t I done my best?When you insisted on getting married…I agreed.Anytime you mother asks for money…and you know she always asks excessively as if I’m a money making machine…I always do my best to please her…to please you…you kept pushing on the fact that you didn’t want to live in a rented apartment…I took a loan to make a down payment for this house…I give you everything you ask for…why…just why are you doin