Lena lost sleep that night.
She was supposed to have the most relaxing sleep in years without having to worry about what her son’s life might be like, but now she couldn’t even close her eyes without thinking of that brazen man.
She thought of how he kissed her outside the house, and how he used their son as an excuse to intrude on her life.
A few times, she even wanted to grab a knife from the kitchen and rush downstairs to get an ultimate answer from him.
Lena wanted to know why.
She wanted to ask: Why do you have to do this to me?
You have already gotten everything a man on earth could ever dream of: money, fame, power, and Talia.
So, why do you have to keep pestering me like this and make me suffer?!
Is tricking a parentless poor girl into falling in love with you and then
