Chapter 6

Lorenzo's POV

My palms were clammy as I rang the doorbell. Being his only child and only son, Dad had always made me feel special. He rarely spoke to me in a harsh tone even though I deserved it. He’d rather calmly speak to me. I did everything he wanted anyways.

The maid opened the door and greeted me politely. “Good evening sir,” I responded with a nod, as I heard the door close behind me with a bang. On a normal day, I would have spoken to her and asked about her well-being but I wasn’t in the mood to talk.

I stepped into the wide cozy parlor where a huge chandelier was dropping from the top. I spotted Dad in the dining area and I stalked toward there. Surprisingly, a memory of me and Leila staring into each other’s eyes, smiling and laughing played in my mind. I felt like my instinct was giving me a nudge. Has someone told Dad about what happened? Because that man had eyes everywhere. I decided to face it like a man instead of trying to come up with reasons as