AMELIA'S POVCHAPTER 33. When we arrived at the hotel, I couldn’t help but be impressed. The place was luxurious, with polished marble floors, gleaming chandeliers, and a sleek, modern design that gave it an air of sophistication. I wasn't that surprised to know that he was a major investor in the hotel. Mr Alessandro led the way to the reception desk. "One suite, please," he said smoothly, his face stern like it was whenever he was facing I watched as the receptionist handed him a key card. "Mr. Alessandro, your suite is ready. We hope you have a pleasant stay," the receptionist said, her voice a little too sweet as she handed him the key.Alessandro nodded, his smile was professional but distant. He turned toward me. "Come with me."As we walked toward the elevators, I felt a little out of place in the opulence of the surroundings. I wasn’t used to staying in places like this, and the grandeur made me feel like an outsider. But working with Mr Alessandro meant that I was going
CHAPTER 34.THIRD PERSON'S POV.The ride back to the hotel was calm yet Amelia felt like it was so unsettling. Alessandro had this look on his face that scared boredom but at the same time, it didn't look like he was bored. Anger perhaps? Amelia was tense regardless. She would catch herself stealing a glance at this man once in a while to see if he had that same fixated expression, and yes, he did. Alessandro would quickly change his head direction whenever he was about to steal a glance at her but from the corner of his eyes, he could see her turning his way. He was struggling so hard not laying his eyes on her. They arrived at the hotel with Alessandro leading the way in huge strides while Amelia followed him timidly. Alessandro ordered room service when they got inside the bedroom—a bottle of wine and dinner. "Let's eat," Alessandro spoke out for the first time since they left the venue. He took off his shirt and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. "Hmm," Amelia
CHAPTER 35AMELIA'S POVBy the time I woke up the next morning, Mr... Alessandro was nowhere to be found. The curtains were still closed making the room a bit darker even though it was already past seven in the morning. I picked up my phone and decided to reply to the messages that I could not since I arrived. Alessandro's message dropped in after turning on my wifi. "I had to leave this morning with Mike. It was urgent. It might take a while for me to get back so you might as well have fun today. I have surprises for you."Really? I muttered. Just then, the doorbell rang and I stood up to answer it. "Good morning, Miss Amelia. Mr Alessandro requested that we have this sent to you." "Oh, thank you." "You're welcome."I stood at the door to my hotel room, staring down at the envelope in my hands. It was simple, unassuming—cream-colored paper with my name written in neat, elegant handwriting. No sender, no company logo. Just my name.Sliding my finger under the s
CHAPTER 36THIRD PERSON'S POVAlessandro leaned back in his chair. He tapped the edge of his phone against the wood, his mind briefly wandering to Amelia. He hated that he had to leave her in the hotel earlier that morning because of a sudden emergency that he needed to take care of. Her smile had been etched in his thoughts all day, a distraction he couldn't afford, especially now. It'd been a few days and he was dying to see her. The emergency call had been inconvenient but necessary. He glanced at his watch, the ticking second hand reminding him that time was always against him.A sharp knock echoed through the room. "Enter," Alessandro said, his voice cold and commanding.One of his men stepped in, dragging a trembling figure behind him. The man—a middle-tier associate in Alessandro's network—was shoved forward and landed on his knees. Mike stood beside him with a gun pointed at the man's head. Just a simple pull of the trigger would send his brain flying out of his head. Seein
CHAPTER 37AMELIA'S POVThe city lights sparkled like a thousand tiny stars, casting a dreamy glow on the streets as I walked back toward the hotel. The night air was cool against my skin, carrying a faint scent of rain that hadn’t yet fallen. It was quiet and peaceful even until I heard a familiar voice calling my name. "Amelia?”I turned, startled, and found myself staring at Luca. He was leaning casually against his car, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "What the hell?" I was at a loss for words as I eyed him from head to toe, unable to believe that he was standing right in front of me. "Luca? What are you doing here?” I asked, genuinely surprised. "I could ask you the same thing. What are you doing here? Moreover, you look like you’ve been wandering around aimlessly.”I chuckled nervously. “I guess I lost track of time. Just needed some air.” "Perfect. How about I buy you dinner then we can talk?” he offered, gesturing toward the pas
CHAPTER 38 AMELIA'S POVReturning to work after the trip was supposed to be a regular day, or so I thought. I pushed through the office doors, laptop bag in hand, and immediately felt the shift in the air. The glances. Intense, lingering, almost accusatory. It was as though everyone suddenly found me fascinating.I ignored it at first, heading towards the elevator with my confidence shaking like a bird inside the cold Pacific Ocean. Even the receptionist side at the top floor wasn't excluded from this weird behavior. Yet, the looks persisted. Whispers flitted just out of earshot. I finally settled down at my desk and dived into the morning’s tasks. My fingers hovered over my keyboard as I racked my brain for any clue as to what I might have done. Nothing came to mind.A little before ten, a receptionist from downstairs called. “Miss Amelia, there’s a delivery for you.”A delivery? Again? A mysterious delivery probably? Maybe this would be different. Confused but curious, I took the
CHAPTER 39AMELIA'S POV. I felt Alessandro's eyes on me, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Amelia, are you okay?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with concern.I forced myself to move, muttering a string of apologies. “I’m so sorry, sir. I— I didn’t mean to—” My words fumbled as I arranged the files once more, my fingers trembling as I gathered them. "Amelia.” His tone softened as he stood. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” “Nothing!” I blurted, too quickly. I straightened up, clutching the files that he wanted me to have to my chest as if they could shield me from the truth that was unraveling in my mind. “I just... I wasn’t paying attention and I was being clumsy. I’m sorry.”I thought he had dropped the investigative questions earlier. His piercing gaze lingered on me, but he didn’t press further. “Alright,” he said after a beat. “The shipment you’ve been coordinating arrived this morning. I need you to finalize the meeting details with the team. You’ll be represen
CHAPTER 40 THIRD PERSON'S POV In the dead of night, the city’s quiet hum was broken by the rapid pounding of footsteps. A man, disheveled and breathless, sprinted through the darkened streets, a gun clutched tightly in his left hand. His heart hammered in his chest as the faint glow of streetlights blurred past him. He was running from something—or someone—and he knew he couldn’t afford to stop.Behind him, a group of men closed the distance, their shadows stretching across the pavement. He could hear their footsteps growing louder, the sound of boots slapping against the concrete, and his panic only increased. He had to keep moving, had to keep running.But he wasn’t fast enough.A hard shove from behind sent him crashing to the ground. His head hit the pavement with a sickening thud, and the gun slipped from his grasp, sliding away into the darkness. The world around him blurred, the faces of his pursuers becoming indistinct. The last thing he remembered before everything went bla
CHAPTER 90 Luca’s gentle insistence had caught Amelia off guard that morning. As they sat in the quiet corner of his sitting room, he leaned forward, earnest eyes fixed on her. “Amelia,” he said softly, “I think you should come to work for me at my company. At least for a while. I can promise you more stability and a place where you’re truly safe.”Amelia looked at him, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. “I—I appreciate that Luca,” she stammered, “but… isn’t it too soon to make such a change?”Luca’s expression softened as he reached out and took her hand in his. “I’m not asking you to abandon everything, Amelia. I just want you to have an option—a safe place where you can breathe. I know what Alessandro has done to you… and I can’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore. This will also be a way for you to get your mind off him and be independent." Before she could respond further, the conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy knocks on the d
CHAPTER 89Amelia was just beginning to settle into the quiet tension of Luca's house when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Her heart leaped into her throat, and she hesitated for a brief moment before making her way to the door. Every nerve in her body was on edge—this wasn't part of the plan.When she opened the door, the last person she expected to see stood there with a bright, worried smile plastered across her face."Mia?" Amelia breathed, her voice barely above a whisper."Surprise!" Mia’s voice was cheerful, but her eyes quickly darkened with concern as she took in Amelia’s dishevelled appearance. Without waiting for an invitation, Mia stepped inside and enveloped Amelia in a tight hug. "I heard what happened. I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing."Amelia stiffened in her friend's arms, forcing herself to keep up the charade. "You didn’t have to come all the way here," she said with a shaky laugh. "I’m... managing."Mia pulled back just enough to search Amelia’s face, her
CHAPTER 88Amelia’s heart was still racing from the scene she had just witnessed. The stranger’s sudden visit had clearly rattled Luca, and no amount of his casual charm could hide the tension in his eyes. As he returned from the doorstep, shutting the door a little too quickly, Amelia decided to press gently. "Luca?" Her voice was soft, concerned, almost hesitant.He looked up, wearing that easy smile she had seen so many times before. "Yeah?"She took a careful step closer. "Is everything okay? You look tensed. Who was that person?"His jaw tightened, just for a second, but it was enough for her to notice. "Just some business. Nothing for you to worry about."The way he dismissed her question so casually made her stomach twist. "Business? At this hour? That's strange. Are you sure you're alright, Luca? One thing you can never do is to perfectly hide from me. You seemed… tense." She repeated. Luca chuckled, brushing past her like the conversation didn’t matter. "I am alright. T
CHAPTER 87Amelia's heart slammed against her ribs. No… not already.She froze mid-step, the weight of the accusation dragging her breath short. This couldn’t be happening. Not yet. She hadn’t even made it through a full day with Luca. Had she found her out?Her palms grew slick with sweat, and her eyes darted around for any way to spin this, any lie that could salvage the situation.But then… silence.Her eyes cautiously shifted toward the source of the voice, her pulse thudding against her throat. But lucky her!Luca wasn’t even looking at her. His back was turned, phone pressed against his ear. He was talking to someone else.The breath she didn’t realize she was holding slipped out in a quiet exhale. God, get a grip, Amelia.Her overactive imagination was going to ruin her before the mission even began.Swallowing the lump in her throat, she composed herself and crossed the room, careful not to draw attention to her sudden relief. Luca ended the call and turned to face her with a
CHAPTER 86THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia stood outside Luca’s penthouse, her suitcase resting heavily beside her. Her shoulders slumped under the weight of exhaustion—physical, emotional, and psychological. The plan was set in motion, but it didn’t make the act of deceiving Luca any easier. "God help me." She muttered and wiped at her cheeks, smudging tears that weren’t entirely fake and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell.Luca opened the door within seconds, his sharp features softening at the sight of her. His brows furrowed as his gaze scanned her messy hair, the dark circles beneath her eyes, and her trembling lips. "Amelia?” His voice was low, almost disbelieving. “What are you doing here? What happened? Why are you like this?" Without giving him the chance to hesitate, she threw herself into his arms. Her body shook with carefully crafted sobs. “You were right, Luca,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Everything you said about Alessandro… it’s true.”Luca’s
CHAPTER 85.AMELIA'S POV “No.” I shook my head, my voice firm. “Absolutely not.” “Amelia—” “Are you insane?” I cut him off, standing up. “You want me to go back to him? Are you even listening to yourself right now, Alessandro? You could have just said that you wanted to get engaged to Isabelle instead of telling me to do such a thing.” "Amelia..." He tried to hold my hand but I decided to step back as I continued my words of anger towards him. "What do you even mean by I have to go back to Luca? As what? I wasn't even dating him, so in which manner am I going back to him? Make it make sense! We are nothing but friends, which I have managed to keep that way, so what the hell are you even saying?" "Amelia!" He half yelled and my eyes widened. But then his voice turned soft afterward, "Can you please listen to me without jumping to conclusions? You could have just easily asked me why I said that instead of responding this way."Okay, he was right about that. I clear
CHAPTER 84AMELIA'S POVI smiled as I watched my sister on the screen, her voice filling my quiet room with an energy I had missed. “…and then, Amelia, you won’t believe it! My professor actually said my paper was the best in class. Can you imagine? Me? The best in class?!”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Of course, I can imagine it. You’ve always been smart, Val.”She beamed. “Come on, don't call me that. It makes me feel shy."I shook my head, enjoying the teasing. "I can call you by any name that I want, darling. Momma gave you that name in her journal." "Blessed be the day you came across the name. I even thought you'd forgotten about it." "I have the sharpest memories, darling." "Of course." She rolled her eyes sarcastically while I sighed. "Anyway, it feels so good to hear it from someone else. I worked my ass off for that paper.” She let out a sigh and leaned back on her bed. The background of her dorm room looked slightly messy, with clothes tossed on t
CHAPTER 83Isabelle’s heels clicked against the polished marble floors of her family’s grand estate as she walked in, her fury barely contained. She had stormed out of the restaurant, furious at Alessandro for daring to think he could dictate the terms of their engagement.Although she had expected that he would play this kind of game with her considering the research she had done regarding who this Amelia girl was. However, hearing it from him today only infuriated her the more. She wasn't in love with Alessandro before. When he had come to her father's place to seek help years ago, she had only seen him as a young boy who wouldn't last long in this field. But then, all of a sudden, her father made a condition that he was going to marry her after getting engaged. Isabelle, thinking it was all a joke that wouldn't even come to pass, assured Alessandro that she was going to cut off the engagement later as her father wouldn't be able to go ahead and do anything else to her if she was
CHAPTER 82. Alessandro sat at the reserved table in an exclusive, dimly lit restaurant, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, but he had already made up his mind. This had to end. Isabelle had to let him go. He would be careful with his words, but he wouldn’t back down.When the restaurant door swung open, Alessandro immediately recognized Isabelle’s presence before even seeing her. She had an aura of control, of dominance. She walked in like she owned the place, her designer heels clicking sharply against the floor. Dressed in a fitted red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, she smirked as she spotted him. “Alessandro,” she greeted, her voice dripping with fake sweetness as she took a seat across from him. “I was almost worried you wouldn’t show.”Alessandro didn’t respond to the teasing in her tone. Instead, he cut straight to the point. “We need to end this engagement, Isabelle.”Her smirk fa