Chapter 43:
Alessandra’s Manipulations.
Antonio's study's walls were framed by sharp shadows created by the flickering candles, and the air was heavy with the smell of bitter ink and old parchment. With her golden locks falling over her shoulders and a composed look of worry on her face, Alessandra stood in front of him.
Antonio squinted his eyes as he observed her from his magnificent wood desk. "Unless it was urgent, you wouldn't have come," he remarked sternly, putting down his quill.
With a sigh, Alessandra pretended to be reluctant. I'm hesitant to tell you this, Alpha, but I think Lorenzo's feelings have influenced his decisions. He is more and more influenced by Isabella every day.
The mention of her name caused Antonio's jaw to clench.
With cautious concern in her voice, she
