0018.

Alessandro's POV.

She fell back instantly, her eyes, but then her hand reached out to me again.

I could have resisted, but in a split second, I grabbed her hand, pulling her up.

"Ooh!" She whimpered, gripping my shirt with her other hand like her life depended on it.

Her face flushed, her boobs pressed against me. Her chest heaved up and down with each heavy breath that escaped her lips. As she looked up at me, there were traces of tears in her eyes that made her look so innocent, and pure. For a moment, I felt worse than the devil for almost letting her fall. But I refused to fall a second time for her pretense.

I released her harshly, pushing her away. She stumbled back, barely keeping herself from falling to the floor.

"Did you feel scared?" I asked, my tone icy. "How did it feel to have your life almost slip out of your hands?"

That was how I had felt when every part of my gut twisted, and my lungs tightened, leaving me gasping for air. I'd never felt anything close to fear before