She had spoken too soon! Way too soon.
It was just two days living in Lorenzo's penthouse apartment and Xanthe was already searching the internet for a good psychiatrist.
Lorenzo was driving her crazy. And the worst part was that she couldn't even escape.
Nothing she ever did was right in his sight. He escalated the slightest thing she did and turned it into a huge situation.
The more she got to know him, the more she realized the devil was here on earth, camouflaged as a human.
Like dealing with him wasn't exhausting enough, she also had to tolerate his precious ex-girlfriend, Ashley.
Whenever Ashley came around— which was almost all the time— Xanthe practically stopped being a guest, reduced to nothing but a maid. A SLAVE, even.
Lorenzo would start barking orders at her with that infuriatingly smug grin plastered across his face.
