Alessia’s POV
I was doing this to destroy him.
Leo Ricci had humiliated me, ruined my life, and taken everything I had left. He had set my husband up, forced my hand, and left me no choice but to play my cards right. I wasn’t walking into this as some weak, broken woman—I was walking into it as a threat. I would play the game and then I would burn his entire world to the f*****g ground.
His house was a mansion, the kind that screamed wealth and danger all in one breath. The floors were marble, the furniture expensive, and yet the place had a coldness to it. No warmth, no love—just a cage dressed up in luxury.
The only thing that seemed remotely human in this godforsaken place was his housekeeper.
She was old, maybe in her late sixties, but her eyes held a warmth that didn’t
