Chapter 51

ALANA I WALKED UP THE FEW STEPS OF MY PARENT’S OLD BROWNSTONE AND RANG the doorbell. My pulse raced as I waited for the door to be answered. I had pored over the papers that Alejandro had given me last night, and they had made for very interesting reading indeed. If they were genuine, then my father’s explanation for my forced marriage to Alejandro just didn’t make sense. If what I’d read on those papers was true, it seemed that my father had an entirely different reason for marrying me off to the King of L.A and the heir to the Montoya family business. Of course, I knew that paperwork could be faked but I had an awful feeling that it hadn’t been, and that Alejandro was the only one telling me the truth. I took a deep breath. I could do this! I was about to confront my father, the man I had always looked up to, and accuse him of something so heinous, it was unthinkable. Cassandra, my father’s PA