Luisa's POV.
I throw my hair into a messy bun and walk quickly inside the mansion. Alessandro has been looking at me the whole damn night like he wants to devour me and, although I'd love to try him again, I must confess that he scares me a little.
«He's way too possessive», and I can't shake that thought.
I lean against the kitchen island after leaving my glass of whiskey and take a deep breath trying to control my heart, but it's impossible, it feels like a damn broken drum beating a thousand miles an hour.
"Calm down, Luisa, he's just a guy" I repeat to myself over and over out loud.
My face is hot and my legs are trembling. Also, my hands are sweating and I have a gut feeling that if we continue with this s****l game, I'm going to get hurt. Alessandro seems like one of those men w
