Sabrina Costa:I was sitting with the board members in a meeting as we were planning the uge reveal or a surprise that we will be throwing on the night of the Charity Gala when Carlos entered since he was invited to this meeting too by me. If I am going to be doing a fundraiser event then I will be needing his yacht for the bidding. I am sure the couples would love to go on a romantic sailing with their partner."Mr. Moretti," I acknowledged him and pointed at the chair beside me "Please have a seat.""Before we begin, I can know what and why am I invited over here at the board meeting that I am not a part of?" he asked with an attitude and practically glared at me in anger."Well, the purpose of calling you over here is because we will be needing your few ferries and yachts for bidding. This means we will be bidding them to the couple and the billionaires who will love to go sailing on your private yachts, the couple who will love to spend quality time on it with one another, and of

After the Charity Gala, an inexplicable tension arose between me and Carlos. The success of the event confirmed to me that I was capable of standing on my own feet without needing him and he still shadowed as an unuttered challenge. The dynamics of our interactions started changing a couple of weeks after it was by accident that we met during a gathering.It was unmistakable that there was electricity in the air when we locked eyes through a sea of people. We had a hidden understanding across our competitive and manipulative past, which went beyond the facades we occasionally presented in public. Through the evening, a tender exchange of glances and words gave away a silent understanding that the current between them had smouldered all this time.This led to an even more private place - a quiet roof terrace facing the city. City glowing lights brought romantic mood in the night. To our deepest retreats, our breath almost stifled as tension grew between us.“What’s this?” he said with

Sabrina Costa:-I was sipping on my coffee with my eyes fixed on the news channel and a grin on my face as I watched Carlos's father and his brothers trying to hide their faces in front of the media. The Moretti Hotel which once used to be the number one hotel in Italy was crumbling down, the shares were going down, and the members of the club were withdrawing their membership from the club."You must be enjoying this, right?" I heard Carlos's voice from behind who stood behind me looking so damn hot after taking a shower. His hair was wet, his chest bare, and a towel wrapped around his waist. I have already dropped Pierre off at kindergarten and now I think that was a bad option because now Carlos and I are all alone and I am afraid I won't be able to hold myself back with her when he is looking so damn hot."Why would you say that?" I asked and smirked looking at him up and down "You might want to put some clothes on. I don't like it when someone walks around naked in my house.""W

Carlos Moretti:-I was in the kitchen making grilled sandwiches for my son since Sabrina's mother told me that Pierre likes it so much. As I was busy preparing it, Sabrina's mother entered and looked at me with a worried gaze or mixed emotion I don't know and couldn't tell because both mother and daughter are really good at masking the facial expressions."Carlos, tell me your real intentions towards my daughter or I would ahve you killed in the next te minutes." she threatened. I halted in my place and looked at her with a grin."No, you won't because you won't want your grandson to hate you, right?" I asked "Just ask whateveryou want to ask and I wil give you the honest answer and as for my intentions towards Sabrina, they are pure. I want her in my life and this time she is not going anywhere and I will make sure of that. I exactly don't know what happened in the past or why does she hates my family so much ut something tells me that is regarding your husband and Sabrina's father a

Carlos Moretti:-I stood there schocked when I heard Sabrina call the hotel hers. Just like me, my brothers were shocked too with wide eyes and mouth hanging open, not believing what she just said, and as for my father, he was pal from head to toe."You are the twenty eight percent share holder of the company while I am the fifty one percent share holder of this hotel, which makes me the majority shareholder of the hotel, well, you know the rule after that, whoever is majority shareholder, gets to be the chairman so what are you waiting for? Get up." she ordered in a harsh and arrogant tone while glaring daggers at my father. My father opened the file and read it with trembling hands then his eyes landed on Antonio, Francesco and me."You fucking bastards! You betrayed me!" father shouted at us, as he got up from the chair and slammed his fist on the conference desk "You all sold the shares of the hotel to her?""What?" Antonio and Franseco asked shocked "We didn't sell it to her.""A