CATANIA
I lay down on the bed, staring blankly at the chandelier as the silence of the night closed in around me. I was already home hours ago and was done with my dinner together with Mom and Rafael.
After lunch, I was out of it. The conversation about Rafael looking for a girl he met in a bar almost two months ago keeps bothering me.
My mind was trying to piece the timeline together. It was almost two months ago. Could it really be me? Was Rafael, the dangerous, powerful, unpredictable man, now sleeping just down the hall, actually hunting for me?
Jeez! Don't flatter yourself, Catania.
He was a rich and attractive global CEO who commanded empires and the biker community or whatever it's called. Maybe he had a different girl every single weekend. Maybe I was just one name on a very
