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
