Chapter eight.LORENA'S POVI woke up with a slight throbbing on my head. It felt as though I had been smacked on the head with a baseball bat. Not that I really knew how that would feel like but, you get the idea.I tried to open my eyes but the sunlight seeping through the window was too intense and on top of that, I was facing the window directly. It had to be noon. I turned, facing the other way and tried again. My eyes were open but i became confused instantly. I could not, for the life of me, remember where I was. This room was a sharp contrast to the one I grew up in. The bed for one was soft and comfortable and it smelled really clean and fresh. The wall was painted white with some gray hues on places like the window and doors. There were plenty furnitures in the room. A couch, and a glass centre table, a dressing table made of mahogany that matched the wardrobe. Everything in the room screamed class and wealth.But whose house was this?The door opened and a very good look
Chapter NineANDREW'S POVI hurried out of the room because I was beginning to lose my composure. I'd tried hard to control myself and not get close to her, I couldn't let her know the effect she was having on me.I went downstairs to the dining table without waiting for her to follow. I couldn't bear to be next to her. The feel of her skin on mine moments ago still tormented me. Why did she have to try to hit me? I wouldn't have had to touch her like I did back at her house and I wouldn't be struggling to keep my desires at bay. In my mind, I'd already imagined the different ways I could have her.I looked down at my pants and noticed the bulge between my legs. "Shit!" I cursed under my breath."I'm only keeping her here so her parents can take my payment seriously. It's just collateral. If they had something else that was valuable, I would have taken that instead." I said to myself. But did I even believe that?I had already made the decision to stay away from love. There were lots
Chapter TenMARCUS' POVI felt shame and guilt ate at my heart, constricting my air flow. I was to blame. Me! It was all my fault.I knew about the Sanchez. They were filthy rich and powerful people with chains of company all over Mexico. They had a winery and casinos that raked in lots of money. I knew that because I frequently visited the casino and saw the calibre of people that went there. I guess I had gotten greedy.Why on earth did I think I could be that lucky? Lucky enough to win at the tables and hang out with the rich and powerful people. If luck was smiling at me then I would have been able to succeed in all the businesses I had tried to start, but they failed every time. I couldn't make anything of myself and ended up being the poor gambler who only drank and played games with stolen money from my wife. It was a wonder that she hadn't left me. It would have been better for her if she had but I knew she stayed to protect her daughter. We were the only ones who knew that h
CHAPTER ELEVENLORENA'S POV"Where are we going?" I asked, forcing my leg inside the only slipper that could fit me among Maria's pairs. I had kicked off the slipper I had on while struggling to escape from Andrew and his men and now I had nothing. Andrew didn't say a word. He acted like I wasn't speaking to him when he was the only one there.What the hell was wrong with this man? Why was he so arrogant?"Hello? He's hot and freaking rich!" A voice in my head said, silencing me.He picked up his phone and dialed a number. Immediately it connected, he said only a few words. "Make sure Sia is available, we're on our way." Then he hung up.Is that how he talks to people?"Hurry up Lorena, I'm a busy man."My glare must have sent chills through him because he suddenly turned to look at me for the first time since he walked In my room"We're going to get you some necessities. You don't plan on wearing this dress you have on for the next three years do you?" He asked, humour in his eyes."
CHAPTER 12LORENA'S POV.The awkward silence didn't make things any better, infact, it made the atmosphere a lot more tense. Silent stares were exchanged by the staff and shoppers at the boutique and you could tell what they were all thinking.The whole situation was starting to make sense now, I was a fool for not figuring it out sooner. He was Andrew Sanchez, the most sought after bachelor within and outside the country. Their influence spread beyond the borders of Mexico. The whole of North America knew him and his company. Women populated this demographic and the reason was clear; Andrew Sanchez was a Greek god.Andrew removed the woman from his person and took a step back. "Hello Trisha.""Hello Trisha? Is that all you've got to say to me after going MIA for two weeks?" She asked, a frown on her gorgeous face. The women here were all gorgeous. Of course, gorgeous men attracted gorgeous women."I can't talk now Trisha, as you can see, I'm busy."She turned to look at me and I swa
CHAPTER THIRTEENANDREW'S POVI hated this place.It held so much pain and memories I'd rather forget. But it was my home, a place I had learned to walk and talk. It was here I had grown up with my brother and it was here I had had to bear his loss alone while being blamed by my father. It probably wasn't my fault, Alex's death, but I had come to accept that I was to blame. My father made sure to drum it into my ears as often as he could.I wasn't the preferred child from the onset. Father had been more fond of Alex growing up because he had shown more interest in the company than I had. I had other plans for my life and wanted nothing to do with my father's world but that made him disapprove of me. Alex was the son who made him proud. At twenty two, he was already the director of J&A wineries and managed the casinos too. Alex was just like my father. He was cold and serious most of the time and always had to be on a suit and tie. He had no life outside the company. If you didn't kno
Chapter 14SARAH'S POV The Airport was crowded with people entering and leaving the terminals. It was tidy, orderly and strangely quiet for the number of people finding their way through the doors.The plane had just landed in London and I headed towards the arrival door where my cousin Laura would be waiting for me. I was tense, shaky even. It had been nearly twenty years since I'd seen my cousin and we had been very close.I took in a deep breath and walked briskly towards the door, dragging my bag behind me."Sarah!" A high-pitched, excitement filled voice yelled at me, drawing the attention of everyone leaving the airport. I shook my head in utter embarrassment and hid my face behind my palm. Laura hadn't changed a bit.She jumped and waved at me until I looked at her and greeted her with a smile. How could she be so cheerful after everything that had happened between us. I had expected a cold greeting or none at all. This was entirely different.She wrapped me in an embrace and
Chapter fifteenTRISHA'S POV.The traffic was bad and it was pissing me off. It was Friday night so everyone was out and about having a great time. Everyone except me.I'm out here on the street, chasing after my boyfriend who doesn't care about me or my feelings. Why was he shopping with another woman at a boutique he knew I went to all the time? The people there had seen the both of us together and rumors were already going around that we were in a Relationship, and then he did this. He made a complete fool out of me.Maybe our relationship hadn't really been labeled but who cares about titles these days? I'm Trisha Greene, one of the most sought after, rich and powerful women in Mexico. No one could refuse me. I pulled up in front of the club house and got down from my car. The sound of the music was already thumping with my heartbeat, forming a steady tempo."Where is he?" I typed on my phone and clicked the send button."In the VIP room." Came the reply.I had eyes and ears eve