|| LORENZO KING's POV ||

" Where is she??", I asked with a growl at my staff who shrieked in fear. Exchanging glances between them, one of them pointed at the poll dance stage to point at my girl. I gave her freedom for two hours only. Still she caused trouble in my own fucking bar. Just a few minutes ago, the manager called me to tell me that Valentina had become drunk and was acting wild inside the bar. Maybe, I should come and take a look at her.

I was surprised and angry when I heard that. Last night, she just told me that she stopped drinking alcohol...