Amelia's POV
People tend to speak the truth when they get drunk. I've heard that a lot of times and tonight, I wanted to get Alessandro drunk too and get him to tell me everything he knew about what Russo had said.
I was very sure on this cause I have witnessed him get wasted. That afternoon when he got drunk and thought I was Regina.
"Drink more." I made him gulp down some content in the bottle and afterwards kissed him on his chest.
I lifted the bottle, pretending to drink from the wine. Tonight, I wasn't so alright and I knew I wouldn't stop if I tasted from the alcohol.
"Do you give me the permission?" I asked, placing the bottle on the bedside table. I sat on his laps, my hands grazing his bare skin.
"Yes, do anything you want. You slut." He replied, earning a grin
