58.

Amelia's POV

The car halted in front of a beauty salon and Alessandro alighted before opening the door of the car for me.

I glared at him with a stunned expression on while he just chuckled and took my hand, helping me out.

"What are we doing here?" I asked him as we walked in.

"You'll know very soon." He said, rubbing the back of my palm with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Don DeMarco. Welcome to Facial." One of the attendants greeted and another walked up ...