Chapter 31

Lorenzo's POV

Alexander Vitali has always been a thorn in my side. Well, maybe not always, but for the past ten years, he's made me angrier than I’ve ever been. Honestly, I think he and Victoria are the perfect combination of losers. I can’t stand that man. And now he thinks he can just walk in and take Elara from me? He’s joking.

“Boss, the jet is ready. We leave in five,” one of my men informs me.

"Good! Make sure you prepare a room next to mine for her."

"Yes, sir."

I board the jet, the flight to France seeming longer than ever before. I know it's because I can't wait to take my girl from that bastard.

As soon as we land, my team updates me on Alexander and Elara’s location. Eiffel Tower, huh? So, he’s trying to be the hopeless romantic for my girl. Not a chance.

As I step out of the jet into the cold breeze that slaps at my face, my phone rings. It’s my father. I roll my eyes before answering. “Yes, Dad?”

“Lorenzo, what is this I hear about you insulting Victoria?” Why am I not su