Lizzie's POV
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"I hate this. You know I hate numbers!" My lips twisted nastily, and he chuckled in a sarcastic tone.
We were playing, and it had something to do with numbers. The loser will grant the winner's wish. That's the rule. He implemented it—his good at making and beating the rules.
"That's unfair. You know I hate numbers!" I rolled my eyes, then faced him squarely.
I am no longer joking this time. I'm deadly serious because my wish concerns business. If I ever win this game, I want to be a part of the business where he and my father are in.
It's not like I wasn't a part of it. I'm on our business side, and I need to win this game to have access to the El Del Real estate pyramid. I want to be where Elizalde is the king.
He laughed slightly and looked at me seductively. He li
