Diego

Elena’s eyes pinned on me, with thousands and one question racing through the surface of her cerulean eyes. I shot an irritating glare at the woman who was finding it a problem to keep her big mouth shut.

“Get yourself out of here Valeria and don’t fucking get on my nerves.” I made it known to her that her presence wasn’t something that’s quite appreciated, but Elena had decided to intervene.

Her ogling eyes moved away from mine to have it settled with Valeria, probably she would be the one willing to answer her questions.

“Did he say that he was going to bring a surrogate from Spain?” Careful...