(Mariana)What was he doing here? I know it was a stupid question since this was his party but Sam said there was a fifty percent chance of him not showing up. "The great Lorenzo McLaren!" One of the men's voice boomed behind me. He stood up from his seat, shoving me out of the way and stretched out his hands to Lorenzo. Luckily I managed to steady myself before I fell, didn't the asshole have any manners. I looked up and saw him and Lorenzo discussing something, bright smiles on their faces. Lorenzo didn't even spare me one glance. Didn't he even feel a tad bit guilty for betraying me. I could feel my anger surfacing as I stared at him, he sat down among the men smiling."Hey bartender girl!" One of the men yelled, "get us another glass for your boss here and a new bottle of brandy."Hell, if I'd come back here. "Okay sir."I walked away from their line of sight as fast as I could. I would have gone to the bathroom to try to compose myself and get my shit together but I couldn't ri

(Mariana)The room was filled with sounds of gunshots and screams. I looked over at Samantha whose eyes were wide with fear. She grabbed my hand."We have to get out of here now!" She said and we began to make our way through the panicked crowd. If Samantha's grip wasn't so strong, I would have been pushed to the floor and stomped on. Finally we got to the backdoor exit and saw Janet pacing back and forth, her hands in her head. Immediately she saw us, she ran towards us."Oh my God, I was so flipping scared." She said as she pulled us into her embrace. I could see tear stains on her cheeks." Where were you guys? I was so worried and scared. What happened?""It's a long story," I replied, my hands were still trembling. We heard another gunshot."Is there a fight going inside," she persisted. "Someone should talk to me.""Janet, we don't have much time. Right now the guards will be trying to contain the situation. Number one way they'd do that is to check every possible exits in the c

(Lorenzo)I and Giovanni were in my office going through the files on Malcolm and the other men we had managed to capture. We wanted to trace the offshore accounts and see if there was any connection between them so it could point us to who the culprit was. We had been here all night, no sleep, just coffee and sugar. "Any luck," I said to Gio who was sitting on a couch not too far from me.He yawned, "Nothuwe don't already know. It's the same person who had been sending the money and it's almost untraceable but luckily I know someone who can help us with that. He said he'd have it by tomorrow night so I'm just going to keep going through the other files, maybe we could find something else.""Okay. That's a good sign, we can finally get this bastard." I leaned back on my chair and closed my eyes. I haven't been able to sleep since Declan's death, his face keeps resurfacing in my head and I can't… my thoughts were disrupted by someone's voice. I opened my eyes and sat up from my chair

(Lorenzo)Declan's burial had taken place in the afternoon but the sky was gray and it looked like it would be dark any second. The rain threatened to fall but I couldn't care less. Margot and Giovanni were beside me while some of my men who had known Declan personally were behind me. We were all dressed in black, our expressions bleak and cold. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw Nathalie coming from a distance. I was worried that my secretary had gotten her details mixed up and didn't tell her about the location of where the burial was taking place. "Hi" Nathalie whispered and stood beside Margot.I nodded my head in response to her greeting and focused on the casket coming out of the way. Four of my men were carrying the casket walking alongside a priest. They placed Declan's caket beside the dug hole and the priest stood at the front of it. "Dear beloved, we are here today to send forth our brother Declan Dawson into the arms of our Dear Lord…."I slightly bowed my head, memo

(Lorenzo)I got up immediately and headed straight for the parking lot. I got into my car and started the engine. "Fuck!!" I said, hitting the steering wheel. Even though I had guessed that Margot was the culprit, I hoped that she wasn't. Now the truth was right there in front of me and I couldn't wrap my head around it. I rested my head on the steering wheel, trying to steady my breathing. If I told Margot, I knew about everything she did then this would only end in one way. She would have to die. I couldn't have the blood of another person I cared about on my hands. I had no choice but to face this once and all. I maneuvered my way out of the parking lot and headed for the club.The club wasn't as filled as it usually was because it was still early so it was easy for me to make my way to her office without bumping into sweaty bodies. I entered Margot's office and met her going through some files. She raised her head immediately when she heard the door close. "Oh it's just you Lor