30 minutes later, Luca alighted from a cab and walked into the hotel which Blue had texted him. He walked straight to the reception. "Good morning, ladies..." he said politely.One of the ladies turned to him with a smile. "Good morning, sir. Please, how may we help you?""I need to meet someone in room 125," he informed them."Okay, just a minute..." the lady said, and turned back to the other ladies. She quickly checked to see who was in the room, and once she noticed that it was a woman, they both smiled before she turned back to address Luca."Okay, sir, please take that route," she pointed towards the elevator. "Then look at the number inscribed on the wall once you alight on the third floor."Luca simply nodded his head and went to the elevator, and in minutes, he was in front of room 125. With a soft knock, the door swung open. "Yeah, good morning. How may I..." Larosa's words hitched in her throat when she saw Luca.She held the door, her eyes fixed on his. It took her a while

At Europa hotels.It was around 10 am when Larosa pulled up into the hotel parking lot and parked her car. As Larosa and Luca stepped out of the car, the crisp morning air enveloped them, heavy with the scent of impending rain. The sky was a deep grey, with clouds that seemed to swirl and twist in every direction, and the air was cool.As they walked into the hotel office, the receptionist looked up from her desk, her eyes widening slightly as she took in Luca's imposing figure. He stood tall, his broad shoulders and chiseled features commanding attention. His dark eyes seemed to bore into her, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe, sensing the HR's presence. Apparently, she had been slacking off in her duties.The other staff members in the office couldn't help but stare either, their faces a mix of curiosity and wariness. Luca's reputation as a no-nonsense HR director preceded him, and they knew that he was not a man to be trifled with when it came to not doing your job.But as he

At Apple club. "Get my car ready, I will be going to my husband's hotel in the next five minutes," Sara commanded her bodyguard."But ma'am," he started, but was abruptly cut short. "Shift everywhere I am supposed to go till tomorrow. Do as I say and don't ever refuse my words!"The man bowed in a plea. "I am sorry, Madam," he said and quickly left to go get the car ready, just as she said.In the next ten minutes, he was done and walked back into the office where Sara was seated. "I am done, madam. Your car is ready!" He announced.Sara quickly grabbed her Birkin bag and made her way to the exquisite parking lot where her Audi Q8 was parked outside of her club. She settled into the car and let out a deep sigh. Her father's words kept recurring in her head, and she couldn't help it. He might really be saying the truth. Knowing George as a staunch business man who was very strict, she doesn't believe he was the one really funding Luca's luxurious lifestyle. Didn't he just buy a new se

Sara smiled. "Okay, congratulations though."Luca responded with a nod and carefully carried her and dropped her in the passenger's seat. He folded her wheelchair and placed it in the boot of the vehicle. Luca's lips spread into a wide grin as he quickly went back into his car and revved the engine to life. Driving it backwards to avoid collision with other parked cars, he finally pulled up into an empty space and sped out to the compound.Meanwhile, Larosa, who was at the lobby of the hotel, stood still and just watched them. The fact that she knew Sara could walk and still continued to pretend made her livid with rage. She has refused to tell anyone until she found out who Sara truly was, but that has also been a hard task on her side.Overstepping the boundaries will make Luca scold her, and on the other hand, she hated Sara down to her toes. She sighed deeply as she watched Luca drive his wife out.However, Sara sat in the car, her gaze drifted outside. This doesn't feel like her

She snorted. "A gold digger? And what does that make you, dear?"Rebecca's brow knitted, and she stammered, "Ma'am, what do you mean?"Sara's eyes flashed with anger, her voice dripping with venom. "You dare to come to my face and spew your venom about my husband? You, who have been feeding off my generosity for years?"Rebecca took a step back, her eyes widening in fear. "I-I just thought you should know the truth, ma'am."Sara's laughter was cold, mirthless. "The truth? You call your petty gossip and jealousy the truth? You're just mad because Luca never gave you the time of day, because he chose me over you? I heard he did work here before. Is that why you're jealous?"Rebecca's face reddened, her voice rising. "That's not true! I'm just trying to protect you, ma'am. I can't be jealous of him!""I am just concerned about your well-being," she said."Concerned?" Sara chuckled bitterly. "For who?""For you, ma'am. You deserve better than him. He is nowhere near your league.""Better