Alessandro’s point of view.
My personal phone rings and I see it's Bianca.
“Hey, babe. How are you?” she asks in her usual cheery voice, making me smile instantly.
This girl is a ray of sunshine.
“At work. As usual,” I answer, and she hums.
“How’s hot-boss-ass?”
“He’s actually okay. Not so unbearable anymore. We even had a conversation.”
“Holy f**k! What about?” she asks in an incredulous tone, and I want to tell her every detail; my tongue is itching to do so, but I can't. I have to consider that it's not only me, so I guess that it's time to spill the first lie I ever told her.
“About the trip to California,” I say what first comes to mind, and I hear her scoffing.
“That’s a business conversation,” she deadpans in a plain voice.
“Better than nothing. I mean, I was about to forg
