Under different circumstances, if I still had the blindfold that covered my eyes until a few hours ago, and if Alessandro hadn't called me a princess, my reaction would have been to slip away upon the arrival of my boss's fiancée, Miss Stephanie Astor. But now that the truth about my nature had been revealed to me, I was ready to face her.
Unless…
No. Alessandro's gaze, buried in my eyes at that moment, as if silently asking for my opinion, was too sincere for all of this to be nothing more than a macabre joke.
And I had promised Valery that I would trust.
The same promise I had made to myself in front of the mirror.
"Stephanie is also one of us; she is of our kind," Alessandro said, as if he inferred that I needed that information. "If you want, Ivania, you can wait here, and I will
