Chapter 11

Louisa's POV

"Who are you and why are you here?" A security guard asked me after I got down the field.

I didn't know how to answer that question.

I'm the girl whom your quarterback slept with last night?

A familiar voice appeared -

"Ah, Miss Falco. I thought you wouldn't come down here."

It was Lucas' driver, Lucian.

He nodded at the security guard and he walked away.

"Why are you here?" I asked. "Aren't you supposed to stay in a golf cart, scheming on how to sabotage other people's relationships?"

"I'm glad you have such a high opinion of me." Lucian bowed slightly and said. "I've heard that you hit Wolfie in the nose?"

I was speechless.

He looked in every way a perfect gentleman in his dark tailored suit, with his salt-pepper hair slicked back like that.

But why is he such an asshole to me?

"Fuck!" A silver-haired man who looked like a coach stood up and barked at a walkie-talkie. "I don't care where he is and what happened to his girlfriend's puppy dog. Drag his sorry ass to the fi