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The following morning found Gael working out his frustrations on the treadmill. He had gotten treated by the doctor last night. Though there were still visible bruises on his face and his whole body hurt, yet, he kept pushing himself, wanting by all means to feel stronger. Eventually, he stabbed a button to slow down the treadmill and then he bent his body across the machine, panting as the track came to a stop. Sweat dripped down his skin, sticking in his hair. His lungs ached, his whole body felt like it was on fire. After managing to stable his breath, he walked up to the tall mirror and flexed his muscles. Recalling how muscular Lorenzo was made him determined to hit the gym more and work on his body. He was also muscular though, but not as magnificently built like Don Lorenzo. Gael walked up to the heavy weight and laid underneath them, he started to lift with all his might. Why did it have to be Don Lorenzo?If it were any other man

*ALORA* After a long day at work, I had a shower and walked into the kitchen to have dinner. Opening the refrigerator, I smiled seeing the different dishes Lorenzo had cooked and arranged in the refrigerator.Gosh, I was really getting used to this. I wondered how I was going to survive when we do go our separate ways someday. I exhaled, I was definitely going to miss his meals. A sad feeling seeped into me and I shook my head.I didn’t want to think about that for now. I should just enjoy the moment. I took out one of the food boxes to heat it up. Getting my cellphone, I tapped on his name. He didn’t come by Ford Group today.Was he busy at Armani headquarters?Was he home? I wanted to see him. Just as I was about to type up a text, my cellphone started to ring.It was Julieta. I answered the call but what greeted my ear were her sobs. Alarmed, I asked. “Julieta, what’s wrong?” “I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t have called you…” “Do

*ALORA* I was totally speechless taking in what Julieta had just told me.It wasn’t news that the Armani family were ruthless but I didn’t know the depth of their ruthlessness until now. I didn’t know Lorenzo was raised by an abusive father.I suddenly thought about something he told me when we were at the orphanage. *I didn’t know I was good with them either. And you want to know something, children look so happy when they’re treated kindly.* I recalled how surprised he had looked seeing happy children and I had asked if he knew a sad child.He was the sad child.He was the one who didn’t know that children were supposed to be raised with love and harmony. Children were vulnerable and innocent, they are called minors for a reason because their brain cells, thinking faculty as well as strength weren’t fully developed and that was why they were supposed to always have responsible adults around them to love, to guide and to always keep them safe. I felt sad know

*ALORA* Nerves curled in my gut seeing Lorenzo walking up to Julieta. I moved around her, quickly grabbed hold of him, pulling him aside. I barely could pull him though. “What are you doing here?” I whispered. “I should be asking you that!” He said, loudly.I winced. “I just came for a visit. You didn’t have to show up here as if I was kidnapped. And it will not look good if I just leave like this…”Julieta was literally just telling me how much danger he was to me.So him showing up here and wanting me to go with him would make them think he was really overbearing towards me.Admittedly, he was, sometimes.But I didn’t want them to have that impression of him or that I was being abused by him.But as usual, Lorenzo didn’t care.He grabbed hold of my hand. “Let’s go!” “No…my things, my bag is upstairs.” I let out.He let go of me. “You have two minutes.” “Lorenzo…” “Two. Minutes.” He growled.God!He was making a scene!Sighing and for p

*LORENZO* Meeting, Alora. Signing documents, Alora. Video conference, Alora. Phone calls, Alora. Emails, Alora.That was how my day had been since yesterday. It was like I could see her in everything. But today, I couldn’t concentrate at all. All my thoughts has been Alora, Alora, Alora.And nothing else!Fuck! All my life, I had avoided being this vulnerable. Hell, I thought I couldn’t be swayed by the vulnerability and frivolities that came with emotions. No woman had ever been able to rent even the least bit of space in my mind before, but Alora had easily crept in and there was absolutely nothing I could do to pull her out. *I don’t belong to you. You’re just my sex partner* When she said these words to me, it had felt like I had been hit with lightning. I didn’t even know what to do to her, how to react. I just felt really hurt by those words and then I saw my reflection in her eyes. It was one that brought me shame, it was the image