Sucking in a deep breath, Renata slid the phone into the pockets of her pants and opened the door which creaked softly.

The cold air of the air conditioner stationed at the end of the room blew right into her face, almost freezing her in place.

The office looked very rich and masculine, just like the one Santiago had, but Santiago was more of a very simple man, unlike his father who seemed to show off a lot.

“Right on time,” Domingo’s voice jerked her back to reality.

“Come,” he ...