Chapter 23

• Alina smiled, she was a woman with perfect white teeth; her hair, an ash blonde color, so long that she looked like a model; pretty, but not as pretty as Evangelizar Anderson, who left sighs in her wake.
• Demetrio looked at the girl who smiled at him and made a grimace of displeasure; he was no longer the young fool of before, he was no longer the most sought after heir, now the fucking CEO of Laureti Enterprises; she could not intimidate or manipulate him like in the past.
• He unbuttoned his jacket and sat down without a look on his face, not even moving Alina's chair out of courtesy. She was just a ghost of the past, something he didn't want to remember or live again.