POV: Miguel 

My table tipped offer and a waiting approaching my table stumbled on the chaos and fell with the foods she was carrying on a tray. Another waiter fell next to him and before you knew it, it was a pile-up, a disaster indeed.

“I’m so sorry, I’ll pay for damages, whatever it will cost me I’ll pay, I promise. But that’s my sister, Marisol, I need to get to her before she leaves with Raphael.” I told the manager in a hurry as I searched my pocket, trying to get my wallet and pay for the accident I just caused. 

“Asshole!

That’s not Marisol!

That’s Raphael Hawkins beautiful...