Carlos' POV

I dragged my feet as I got into Jonathan's study room.

What could be so important that he disrupted me from my pleasant time?

I didn't stop mumbling until I got in where I met him seated on his chair and staring at a book.

I hissed, “So you read about wealth now? Thought you've made it all?”

“What the hell do you think you did back there?” Straight to topic. He didn't even follow my lead and joke around a little.

“Kissing my boyfriend?” I replied, sitting on his table.

“You disgraced this family! Your uncles, your cousins---they all saw that!” He nagged, banging his hands on...