Alessandro wondered if the precipitous journey by means of teleportation had somehow scrambled his brains. Otherwise, what reason could he have had for allowing Elena Salazar to stay in this house?
Oh, she was pretty…very, very pretty. But he didn’t think that was the reason, or at least, he didn’t believe her looks had been the deciding factor. No, he’d seen the desperation in her eyes, the fear that she would be sent back to what sounded like a living hell of an existence. As someone who’d all too often felt trapped in his own life, he found himself sympathizing with her plight.
And besides, he tried to convince himself, the house seemed big enough. They shouldn’t have too much difficulty avoiding each other.
This floor had a master bedroom, a guest bedroom, and two other rooms that w
