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 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 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

Chapter 17ANDREW'S POVThe car pulled up at my familiar compound and even in my drunken state, I could tell I was home. Connor was the designated driver I called on whenever Alfredo was indisposed or had been sent on an errand. He knew where I lived without following my GPS and he was always excited when I called him to drive me home, because it meant he would be making more money than he had the entire day. Connor and I met three years ago when I had gotten into his taxi after a heated argument with my father and made him drive me around the whole day without a destination. He was a lively kid, about eighteen when we met and twenty-one now. He made my mood lighter with his non-stop chattering during the drive, not bothering to ask me if I had enough money to pay him for making him drive around for hours. He took me around the city and showed me parts of it I hadn't seen or was just too busy to notice. He drove me home later that day, fully compensated for his time and gas. He'd foll

Chapter 19LORENA'S POVI couldn't sleep a wink last night. I looked at the mirror now and noticed the dark circles under my eyes. I grunted and kicked my feet. He would know. He would know that I'd thought about him the whole night, that my intimate areas still throbbed from his touch. My nipples hardened as I remembered his teeth on them and I felt the moist between my legs as I remembered what his fingers did down there. Why did I let him do that? He was drunk, but I wasn't. I had no excuse as to why I let him touch me. All I knew was that he made me feel things I had never felt before.But he was bad news. He was a loan shark and a thug. He had a gun pointed at my father's head for goodness sake!I looked at the mirror again and noticed the blush on my cheeks."Get it together Lorena!" I chided myself. I couldn't let Andrew see me like this. If I continued to blush for no reason, he would know that I hadn't forgotten about last night like he had asked me to.I went into the bath