Quietly, Alejandro sat in his lounge which was only lighted by the estate’s walkway light that seeped in. He had been sitting there for the longest time with his fingers wrapped loosely around the stem of his wine glass.
The pale-colored liquid in it swirled slowly as Alejandro tilted it, his gaze focused on nothing in particular. His parents’ visit had brought back memories that he did not exactly appreciate to him.
Alejandro exhaled, placing the glass back down on the table that was in front of him. As soon as his mother stepped out, his father’s request had been straightforward. “We need you back at the company.”
He leaned back against the couch he sat on, his fingers softly massaging his temples. From what his father had said, Alejandro’s uncle and his cousin had been doing their b
