Alessia's Pov
I was doomed.
Too doomed to even speak to this psycho. My life was on the line, my job, my dignity—it all hung in the balance like a fragile thread. If I didn’t agree to his demands, Leonardo would make sure I regretted it in ways I couldn’t even begin to imagine. And knowing him, he wouldn’t just ruin me; he’d add his own twisted touch to make it even worse.
I swallowed hard, keeping my expression as blank as possible, even though my insides were a mess of panic and rage. “Fine,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “ But state another demand.”
Leo leaned back against the edge of his massive desk, his smirk lazy and filled with amusement, like this was all a game to him. “Another demand?” he repeated, tilting his head. “You act like you have options, cara.”
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