Chapter 36: THE PAST

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. I had never been to a gala before in my entire life. My social skills started and ended at the casino that I worked at but I figured it was no different considering that I catered to men of all backgrounds and statures. At least, that was what I thought until I realized that when Lorenzo said powerful men- he meant powerful men. I had never been in a room with that much power before and I was unsure of how to react. Lorenzo stayed dutifully by my side with his hand on my lower back and I was thankful for it because it served as an anchor reminding me that he was there and I wasn’t doing it alone. I could feel the eyes on me as everyone began to whisper. His steps never faltered so mine didn’t either. I kept my chin up and walked like they were all beneath my feet. When we got to our seats, Lorenzo dropped his lips by my ears to whisper. “Good girl, don’t give them a reason to think that you don’t belong.” “I don’t belong here,” I shot back. “I’m better suited to b