Chapter twelve

Ana's POV

"I doubt it Ana, as Gabriel himself said, you are just a stranger he has to pretend to be happy with for a while, nothing more, you are the woman his father and yours, beggar, starving, sold to go to another country and who helped him not to lose his company, that's what you are for him." She looks at me and smiles. "I'm sorry if you didn't know that your parents left the country."

She turns and starts to leave, I still haven't processed the words well, who the hell is the man I'm marrying? Before my tears came out, I quickly went to the club, when I got to the entrance of the club, I bumped into someone, my wet eyes didn't let me see well, when I looked in front of me all I could do was kiss the person who had imprisoned me in his arms.

His lips move fiercely on mine, with urgency, passion and desire, he takes my lower lip, biting it, I moan in protest and cradle his neck, pressing him closer to my body, I was so needy to feel loved by him, I didn't hold back, my mind was c