len

the bar, everything around him

open in awe as I struggled

e moved, the way he looked at me, the way he made me fee

issing his hands from his love and running to

ing my balance. What the heck have I

gh the entire room belonged to him. My chest tightened. F

, carrying across the silence like a challenge. It wasn't a question-it was a statement,

mos. These are her family, her father, mother, an

his hand toward me. "Nice t

hat alone sent heat rushing under my thighs. My breath

ejandro Rodriguez, the heir of the Rodriguez fa

y stomach. I forced myself to stand tall, trying to piece together what little composure I had left. But before I co

an Oxford university grad

out a soft laugh, as if they had expected his rejection. I wanted to laugh too, but held back. Right now, I was i

as he left with his assistant, ...and his family followed suit, thei

was your daughter?

ut explanation. I knew what that mean

till scores between us th

ther's hands gently brushing her hair back as she whi

ny; I couldn't resist but mi

mos, an Oxford gr

rying across the room and making the crowd turn to stare. Her

fell in step behind my uncle, moving t

***

d to spend time with your fiancé, and cultivate fee

mma pressing down on me from all sides-torn between my fragile gran

oblem anymore. Deep inside, I knew it-I ha

y,Your belongings will be sent tomo

ncle? What about Grandma? She needs me, I ..I need to be with her!"

with them. About your grandmother, you can visit her once a week. But if you mess up this contr

ter than my fear. How dare he use G

**

towered above me, grand and intimidating, its walls whispering

elled faintly of roses and polished wood. Everything inside was meticulously arranged, the wardrobe already filled with e

d said softly, her eyes dropping with practiced humi

ightened. This room was beautiful

ped into the silk nig

, I caught sight of a mai

?" I asked quietly

r gaze. "He doesn't usu

o myself than to her, and

ide. The balcony was beautifully crafted, perfectly arranged with

t below, then lifted my gaze to the endless sky.

... I need

where a tall figure leaned casually, the tiny flame illuminating, smoke curled lazily from the cigaret

I could feel the warmth radiatin

shadow carved from moonlight. My chest tightened, and my finger

er, trembling with a mix of longing a

jand