Fabiola was still so nervous as she walked into the Marquee holding onto Lorenzo.They stopped by some elegantly looking people and he began to exchange pleasantries with them.Fabiola faked a polite smile when needed but she was incredibly uncomfortable.Sensing his uneasy she looked,he placed his hand on the small of her back and asked.“Are you okay?”She swallowed as the people around stared at her as well.“I’m good.”She murmured.”I just want to sit down.But please do continue your conversation.”She said,politely and gestured at her empty chair near by.He wanted to go with her but about two more people came around to greet him so he said.“I’ll be right there.”And then he leaned and whispered.”I’ll take you to Mr Thiago later.”Fabiola smiled and nodded.“Mr Martini is such a doting husband.”One of the people around the said.Fabiola’s face flushed as she walked up to a chair.She tried her best to sashay elegantly even if she was still finding it hard to get used to heels.She f

Fabiola grinned.”You still remember me?”She asked.He smiled back.”Of course.Who wouldn’t?”“I mean,you perform on the streets so I guess you meet a lot of people everyday.”She reminded.Lucien grimaced.Why hadn’t he forgotten her face?She was right…he always met a lot of people on a daily basis so he was quick to forget his customers.Most times,they were the ones who recognizes him first but tonight,he had recognized her.Probably because she had paid that day and did not take her painting?Probably because it was one of the paintings he liked to look at?“Well,I can say you have a face that one can’t easily forget.”He drawled sounding so flirtatious.Fabiola smiled and asked politely.”What are you doing here?”She was on a strapless dress and with him standing,the top of her cleavage was on full display to him.He tried not to make it obvious that he was staring at her boobs.They would be so good to play with.“Mr Thiago invited me.I used to be his apprentice.”He replied.Fabiol

Just come with me,you bitch.Do you know who I am?You should be fucking glad that someone like me is interested in you!Don’t cause any scene of else,you’ll be sorry.”“Let me go!”She tried to scream but her voice didn’t even come out as loud as it should.And she was getting more and more dizzier by the second.She knew she had gotten drunk when she had some glasses of champagne at the marquee but after she had accepted that glass from him,it had gotten her weaker.She couldn’t bear being molested again so she gathered up every bit of strength she had left and nailed him at the dick.Raul grunted in pain and backed away from her.That seemed to get some people’s attention thereby.Fabiola felt embarrassed as they started to point at her.She wished the ground could open and swallow her up.“Isn’t that Mrs Martini?”“I thought she had left with her husband?”“What is she doing here without him?”She felt mortified.She was the one that was almost sexually assaulted.Why were the tables

“Do you like him?”Lorenzo asked,tentatively with his heart in his throat.“Like who?“She purred.“Lucien.”She suddenly chuckled and start spurting gibberish.Lorenzo rolled his eyes.When he placed her on the bed,he started to change her outfit but the thought of that man still bothered him.Can’t she for once focus only on him?He knew he shouldn’t probe further but some people seem to be very honest when drunk.“Will you still be in touch with Lucien?”He asked.She giggled,stupidly.”He…he has to teach me how to paint…”For the umpteenth time,Lorenzo wondered why he didn’t go into painting instead.“Do you think he’s good enough for you?”He probed again.She grinned.”I like…I’m falling in love with….with…”His eyes widened.”With who?”And then she fell into the bed and fell asleep.His fist clenched as he fought against the urge to wake her up.She couldn’t just leave someone hanging like this.This was so upsetting.He used to be so free of all this conflicting emotions.Now,she ha

“Sir,I really think you should head down to the conference hall.”Carlos suggested.“Shut up.”Lorenzo snapped as he continued to stare at Fabiola through the screen.What exactly was she up?********Fabiola continued her speech with teary eyes.“I wouldn’t want anyone to twist my words and think my husband doesn’t treat me well.He treats me the best way he can.Just that,it’s inevitable for couples not to have misunderstandings.And I’m at fault too,I shouldn’t have gotten drunk because we had a fight.If I hadn’t had gotten drunk,I’m sure I wouldn’t have been harassed.And fortunately,Lorenzo was worried about leaving me behind so he came back for me.”“Why is Mr Martini not here right now?”“Are you sure he really treats you well?”The reporters started to throw more questions at her.Carlos was getting more and more tensed for his boss’ name.“Should I go down there,sir?”He asked.Lorenzo’s eyes narrowed.Was this how she planned on doing this?If she hadn’t been so hellbent on talking