Angela could sense that he was reaching his breaking point. He was a sex addict. If he couldn't find a way to get a prostitute, he might turn her into one. A man like him—ruthless, experienced, and strong—Angela stood no chance of stopping him. "Now..?" Her lips trembled. Antonio stood up and handed her a paper bag. "Put these on," he commanded. Angela quietly examined the two pieces of sheer net fabric: a strapless top and a short bottom. She looked up at Antonio, who was watching her expectantly. "What is this?" she asked, her voice slightly shaking. "Do you need glasses?" he responded. "I'm not wearing them. They're far too revealing," Angela said slowly. "Well, you will, right now in front of me. I told you so." Antonio's face darkened, his eyes narrowing. Angela stood there helplessly, unable to come up with any more excuses. She pulled the towel off her body, trying not to tear up. She began dressing in front of him, feeling his intense gaze, which made her nervous and embarrassed. She was exposed in broad daylight. How humiliating! If he wanted to have sex, what was she dressing up for? Finally, she finished dressing. "One more thing," Antonio said, his tone softening slightly. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box. Angela stared at the box, a mix of emotions swirling inside her. She wanted to be angry, to reject everything Antonio was offering, but she also felt a flicker of curiosity, a desire to see what was inside. Taking a deep breath, she opened it. Inside was a stunning diamond necklace, the stones glittering in the light. Angela's eyes widened as she took the necklace out. It was more beautiful than anything she had ever seen. But she knew it came with strings attached; Antonio would expect something in return for giving it to her. She closed the box immediately. "It's beautiful," she said, her voice tight. "But I can't accept it." "It's a gift from Grandma, aren't you funny? You think I'll buy a gift for you?" Antonio retorted. "Well, if it's from Grandma, I'll gladly accept," Angela replied. Just then, Antonio's phone rang. He answered. "Why?" he snapped. Angela was still admiring the necklace, not paying attention. She wondered how Grandma Elizabeth knew her taste in necklaces. "Fine, I'll let her know." Antonio ended the call and hung up. "Grandma wants to see you, I'll be there soon," he informed her. A maid opened the door for Angela and bowed. "There you are, my sweetheart Angela," Grandma Elizabeth said with her hands wide open and eyes glistening with care. Angela couldn't resist but fall into them. "Look at you," she said, making Angela spin around to get a good look. "You look like you just stepped out of beauty heaven, my love." Angela flushed. "Grandma, you always compliment me—more than deserved. Why are you so sweet?" She smiled weakly. "Don't say that, it was well deserved, silly." Angela smiled back. "Hey, look, we have matching diamond necklaces." Grandma paused, noticing the necklace on Angela's neck. "Oh," Angela gasped and blinked several times. "Antonio said you gave him to give to me," she replied. "He did?" Grandma's eyes widened in surprise. She wondered why he had lied about the necklace—he had given her the one she was wearing and now gave Angela a matching piece. Why lie about it, that proud little brat? Her eyes narrowed as she thought deeply. "Is it true, Grandma?" Angela interrupted her thoughts. "Yes, honey, but that brat, he couldn't even keep a little secret. I'm so done with that proud little fox." Angela forced a relieved smile, thinking that if it was from Grandma, she could comfortably wear it. "Thanks, I love it." "Well, honey, I have another gift for you." She gestured to her bedside. The maid went to get the package from the drawer, returned with a gift bag, handed it to Grandma, who then bowed and returned to her previous position. "Here, honey," she called Angela, presenting the gift to her. Angela approached and sat at Grandma's feet. "Really for me?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement like a child on Christmas morning. "Don't be silly, child. Go on and open it," Grandma encouraged. Angela pushed her hair back from her face, bit her lower lip in excitement, and opened the package. Inside was something unexpected: a customized charm bracelet with baby pictures of Antonio surrounded by diamond pearls. She was speechless for a moment. "I..." "I know, you didn't expect such a gift," Grandma chuckled. "Yes, I didn't." They both laughed. "What a lovely gift ruined!" Angela thought as she stared at the baby pictures of Antonio. Who would believe that such an adorable little Angela would grow up to be a perverted monster? "I hate to admit it, but he really is adorable as a baby," Angela stated, staring intently at the images. Grandma laughed loudly. "Never had a good laugh in a long time. Who knew that adorable, charming baby would turn out to be a total brat, right?" "Right," Angela smiled back. "I love it, Grandma. Thanks," she said, hugging her tightly. After another moment of admiring her new gift, "Grandma, can I ask you a question?" "Sure, go on, darling." "Who is Diana?"