CHAPTER 45

  Aubrey's POV

  "What was grandfather thinking?!" I yelled, slumping on the sofa opposite my grandmother. My face scrunched up in anger.

  A smile spread across her face. "Easy child." She said, picking up an ointment. "Trust your grandfather, darling. He always has your best interest at heart." She said, rubbing oil on her skin.

  I rolled my eyes. "Best interest!" I spat. "Making me work with a man who's caused me nothing but pain is in my best interest?"

  My grandmother rose up and sat beside me, holding my hands in hers. "He loves you, Aubrey. Ever since your parents died, everything he does has always been to protect you." She said, gazing at me.

  My heart melted at the thought of my parents demise.

  I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. "I know, Grandma. But why does he want me to work with Dario? It's like he's trying to torture me."