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own father, to take Lola and run away... But I had no money, I had nothing, and

ntain the pain that was eating away at me. I had other plans for my life, many other plans, but

ef, a perfect bun stuck in the back of my head, and a scarpin heel on my foot. I would not bow my head and I would

e you could see the whole hall, but nobody could see me, so I wasn't noticed. We climbed a staircase that led to a breathtaking view, the beau

d child. Not at that moment. A man was in front of the table, he was standing with a smile on his lips. He was even charming fo

but I had no idea how beautiful.

swer, just

uture husband." My father said, his ey

l me Erick. This is my son Vincenzo." He turned around ma

ebrows in response. Unlike his father's starched suit, he wore only a dress shirt with two buttons open, his arms were on the table and the

me to my father and back to a

an said. "What about you, do

a wry smile on my face. I watched as a

rude." My father w

on his lips. "Just be yourself. I understand h

gambling debt as well?" I aske

the door and facing the desk. The other stranger seemed fo

ther better. And you're not being shortchanged on a gambli

se he knew I wouldn't get out of my seat. I sat down impatiently, ignoring the

ething to drink? A

ied narrowing m

" My father

ner and worrying about what I drin

everything that happened." My f

ed at me, I could see it stamped on his face, he was st

for girls you seize in debt?

huck

rst acquisitio

to be sad for me or happy for

wer lip, then clenched his jaw and nibbled his lip as if thinking, but soon his eyes met mine. He narrowed his gaze at me and then looked down again, making me

in the company, as well as the issue of party support and marriage." Mr. Fo

e in and spoke someth

few minutes? I'll be right

nored him. He left the office