The Billionaire's Revenge 3

CHAPTER THREE

When Alex called about dinner on Tuesday afternoon Ana felt the knots on her shoulders tighten and her gut felt like it would spill it's contents anytime soon. It's been a while since any man was able to make her weak in the knees.

She was dressed that evening in a halter top flower-print dress and skirt.

Alex came to pick her up himself and they drove to one of those high end restaurants in the city. They sat on the terrace overlooking the vast Atlantic ocean with its frothing waves. Below, Ana could see passers-by, as well as families and lovers frolicking in the waters, it wasn't a holiday or anything but she was humbled to see them having so much fun like no one else existed in the world.

Ana's smile was bittersweet as she remembered all the fun she and her mom used to have, they both loved the waves in the Ocean and they would go often. But the last time they went their fun ended in a tragedy.

"What?" she snapped out of her thoughts, re