Sophia's POV.
When I heard Alessandro's words, the effect of the alcohol seemed to vanish. Why would Alessandro choose to do this? I began blaming myself for insisting that we should come here. We should have gone home to sleep or make love to each other.
"Alessandro," I called but he looked at me softly, giving me a reassuring gaze.
"I'll win, there's no need to fret," he said, his lips curving into a confident smile.
"You shouldn't be so sure, Alessandro," the consigliere said with a cunning smirk. "There are a lot of things that could go wrong, especially with you. Imagine losing your life and girl on the same night, how tragic would that be?"
"Don't be delusional, Ted," Alessandro said with a mocking smile. "I can hear your heart racing wildly from here."
I glanced at Ted, and I
