Sophia POV
“Was it really necessary to dress up for this?” Alessandro grated out, taking in her short skirt and boots. It wasn’t just about the clothes. It was about what she’d been hiding in her suitcase that made her ask about the whereabouts of her outfits.
“Yes, it was.” She said, picking up her keys from the key rack. “It’s all about confidence and Louboutin’s,” She winked at him, causing him to roll his eyes.
“Oh, and we’re taking my car,” Sophia announced, snatching her keys off of the counter.
“Be careful, Alessandro,” Guilia, who had been watching the whole interaction, said. Alessandro took a moment to take her into his arms.
“Don’t worry. It’s all a misunderstanding that will be cleared up soon. I’m leaving you in charge of the house. If you need anything at all, call Salva
