~~Alejandro~~
“Hi, Alejandro,” Valentina said, her voice trembling.
I raised a brow, studying her face carefully. She’d called earlier, saying she was coming to see me in the office. I already had an idea of what she wanted to say. Now, as she stood there, fidgeting with her fingers, I could tell she was battling herself.
She wanted this marriage—but she also wanted to save her plaything from the chaos he had brought upon himself.
“Valentina,” I said, glancing at my watch, “I don’t have much time.”
She took a shaky breath. “A very good friend of mine is in trouble. I want to help him out.”
Our eyes met. There was fear written all over her—fear and guilt.
“Which friend?” I asked, my tone calm but sharp. “And what kind of trouble is he in?”
She blinked several times, as if searching
