Chapter 50. Sunday Lunch

Virgínia

I knew that this visit to Murilo's grandmother's house could not be as pleasant as he confidently believed it would be. I already had this feeling from the first moment he suggested the idea of a family lunch. And the fact that it was a huge mansion ten times more luxurious than Murilo's apartment only served to confirm that initial impression.

But the greatest proof of all that I was right had just materialized in front of us, with a huge fake smile on his face and wearing a stiletto heel that could easily become a powerful weapon, as thin as it was.

But I would not let myself be intimidated by that poisonous snake, and I cared little that we were in Murilo's family home. I would not allow her, or anyone else, to try to make me feel diminished in front of them.

If Murilo wanted me by his side, he needed to stay by my side as well, no matter what happened.

"You must be Virginia, right? " The man who had just arrived in the hall