38.

Amelia's POV

With Alessandro's hard stare on me, I felt like the ground would soon open and swallow me up.

He didn't speak, he just kept his gaze fixed on my face and I can't hold it anymore. The tension was killing me and the fact that he doesn't say anything or bend me over like I wanted was getting me upset!

I cleared my throat. I'd just start a conversation if he fails to. Just like I was being bewitched, the moment he smirked and brushed his long black hair backwards, my words hung in ...