19- Rafael! Don't!

Marissa was pacing around in the room. Akari was bawling her eyes out and Sophia and Citra were sitting on either side trying to console her.

Marissa looked around her huge kitchen and tried to feel the pride she once felt whenever she looked at it.

This was not only her kitchen but also her biggest achievement. Her first step towards her fight with Sinclairs.

"I didn't work so hard all these years so that some jerk would try to snatch it away from me just because I don't have anyone behind me…" she was muttering to herself.

"Hey. It's OK. Don't cry, sweetie." Sophia tried to console Akari who was fumbling with her handkerchief. 

"I'm sorry, Marissa…." Akari hiccupped wiping her cheeks, "he had so much filth in his eyes and the way he started touching me… it was getting too much… I … I didn't know if … if … if I hadn't called MSin Industries, he might have done something bad to me…. He was … he was…" she started crying again.