Next dayAfter taking a shower, I leave the bathroom to get ready and go to work. However, I find my ex-husband, now my boyfriend and possibly a model, lying on the bed practically naked. Lucas has his arms crossed under his head, and a light sheet covers his manhood.Concentrate, Sienna, remember that you must go to work, I repeat to myself over and over again while his gaze wanders over me."Good morning, Bella, why didn't you wake me up to shower with you?" he says suggestively. I swear it is very complicated not to get distracted by him.I go to the foot of the bed and stand firm, "if I do, rest assured that I'll be late for work. You know better than anyone that I can't lose it. It's our last chance to discover Raúl's secrets," I explain; although I die to kiss him and lose myself again in his arms

I have tried to find out by all the means at my disposal the name of Raúl's deceased wife, but I still can't find it. Between lunch with Thai businessmen and the number of messages I've received from my boss, I haven't been able to do as much research as I'd like. In addition, they have asked me to collaborate on the company's anniversary, which is in a week.I turn off the computer, organize the papers on my desk, and find my bag to go home. Today's dinner will be interesting. Lucas and I will tell my father that we are together again; it makes me nervous to think about it.So, I leave my office to go to the elevator when I bump into Alejandro unexpectedly. "I'm sorry," I say and take two steps back. "Did I hurt you?" I ask, embarrassed; I didn't even realize he was there."I'm fine. I was going to see you," Alejandro tells me with a huge smile tattooed on his face."See me? Have I forgotten to do something?" I ask, pretending I care about my work, which is practically a lie."No, yo

After three hours of dinner and after-meal, Lucas finally closes the house door when my father leaves. He looks at me "we didn't do too bad," he comments, making me laugh."Not at all, you've made wedding plans and everything," I complain, crossing my arms as I lean my back against the pillar behind me.Lucas walks towards me as if I were his prey and smiles "and that bothers you?" he asks humorously.I immediately deny, "no, but I thought my father would never forgive you for what happened. The day I tried to kill me," I explain when his arms surround my waist and bring me close to him."Your father and I have talked a lot about that after I returned here to Miami." I couldn't tell him all the details, but if I confessed that I was wrong about you and was entirely sorry for it. When I allowed myself to get to know him better, I realized how much you mean to him and how much he cares that you are happy. He also got to know me better. Somehow, I have made him understand that you have b

Moments later, we arrive at the Valet Parking area of this restaurant I know so well. While Alejandro helps me get out of the luxurious car, my legs and hands shake due to the nerves I feel. I pray that Matías, the manager of this place, is not here today or at least not call me by my father's last name. My whole plan will fall, and I will be completely exposed to Alejandro if he does."I hope you like the place," Alejandro tells me when I finish getting out of the car, and lets go of my hand.I smile at him pretending to be kind. «If only he knew it is one of my favorite places.»"It looks great," I finally answer.We walked towards the entrance of this modern restaurant. Next, we see the facade worked entirely with black concrete materials and wooden details. Arriving at the door, a young man with reddish hair opens it for us. The interior of the place is stunning. The floor is rustic concrete in its original tone but with a particular shine due to its treatment. The tables are bea

I don't know very well if minutes or hours have passed; I see them approach the table once more. Alejandro's gaze is lost. I notice he is overwhelmed and also sad?"Sienna, I'm sorry," he says, "I hope you don't mind if Lucas takes you home, I'm not feeling well." He apologizes and leaves a two-hundred-dollar bill on the table."Don't worry. I'll see you tomorrow at the office," I say, but he doesn't answer; he nods and walks away.I watch him enter the restaurant and leave. When I see him far, I look at Lucas, who is now sitting in front of me. "What happened?" I ask, totally confused.I feel Lucas is just as confused as I am. He runs his fingers through his jet-black hair and tries to find the right words "it happens that Alejandro has learned that his son died with my sister in that accident. He's devastated and full of questions just like me, but I can't tell him that the prime suspect is his father; he would discover me," he explains to me calmly."What if that son wasn't his? H