Rushing up the backstairs of the hotel, Amy say nothing but red in front of her eyes as she skipped one step at a time and leaped to reach the eighteenth floor of the hotel whereby Alessandro was huffing and puffing, trying to keep up with her.
He was already one stairway behind her and annoyed and out of breath that the woman was jumping and rushing towards the top floor of the hotel while Alessandro was only trying to make it through the first few floors.
“Can you... at least slow down?” he mumbled through his rough breaths that made Amy halt, as she stood one flight above her and she looked down at him with nothing but pure shame.
“I thought you were a sportsman, how the hell do you keep running for a ball for ninety minutes?” she called him out, while he climbed up the stairs to st
