CHAPTER SEVEN: DRAMA AT DINNER
ALESSIA
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“I’ll never touch you. Even if you’re the last woman on earth.”
That sentence has replayed in my head so many times I could build a mansion with the money if I earned a dollar for each echo.
I’ve never been humiliated like that before. Never been made to feel so worthless. But Nico did it: literally looked me dead in the eye and spat in my face.
Who the f**k does he even think he is? Does he think he’s all that because he’s good-looking? Or because he’s a god in bed?
Ugh, please. f**k him, and that stupid, oversized c**k he’s so proud of.
I hate that I ever wanted him and that I even reached for him. If I could, I’d have Alessandro fire him on the spot. But Alessandro would ask questions and dig into what happened, and I can’t risk anyon
