Alessia’s POV
Was I stupid for sleeping with Leo?
Abso-f*****g-lutely.
Was I crazy for liking it?
God, yes. But let’s be real—if sin had a body, it wore Leo Moretti’s face and smelled like s*x, power, and black leather.
Last night? That wasn’t just s*x, It was war. He f****d me like he was claiming territory, every thrust was a warning shot, every kiss a bullet wound I’d willingly take again.
But I wasn’t here to moan his name—I was here to destroy him, bring him to the mud and break him.
And now here I was, in front of the f*****g mansion, about to head back to work, when I spotted the one thing that could make me momentarily forget I was screwing the devil.
It was A Tesla.
Not just any Tesla—my f*****g dream car! Midnight black, sleek as hell, and sparkling like it had been dipp
