Salvatore's p.o.vI led them all to the private booth Rafael had reserved for the meeting. Ignoring the spiteful look Stella and Candela's throw at each other.

“Let's get to business right,” Candela spat out immediately she sat down, throwing us both a look that seemed like mock but sheltered happiness.

I grabbed her hand and squeezed, a subtle plea for her not to intervene. “Yes Stella, you wanted this meeting,so what's it about.”

She didn't reply immediately, she motioned for a butler ...