Trapped

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