Alecia quickly packed up, not caring if she did so properly. She just yanked a duffel bag from the closet, stuffed it with enough clothes to get her through a week, maybe two, and left before Marco could say one more thing to make her feel like she was insane for expecting basic respect from the people around her.

It seems they all saw her as easy, nothing.

She drove into the De Luca mansion and the sound freightened the working staff.

Why was she back again? They all wondered.

Alecia ...