BIANCA'S POV The remainder of the day went by in a haze. I couldn't stop thinking about Alessandro and Sophia's foreboding caution. I felt trapped in some sort of mind cage. My mind raced with countless questions, making it difficult for me to sleep. What if Sophia was right? What if Alessandro wasn’t the man I thought he was? Amid my thoughts, my phone vibrated to alert me of a new message. Alessandro. "Bianca, we need to talk," the text read. I paused, my fingers lingering above the screen. I felt the urge to challenge him, to seek explanations. But a part of me was scared of what I might discover. I finally chose not to reply. I still couldn't. ____________ The following day, I reached the office feeling unsure and with a heavy heart. Darren picked up on my gloomy demeanor and came towards me. "Hey, what's the matter?" he inquired, worry evident on his face. I let out a sigh, feeling uncertain about where to start. "I’m not sure, Darren. I feel like I’m trapped in a ba
BIANCA'S POVI took a deep breath, trying to make sense of everything. The seriousness of my decision was clear and inescapable."Alessandro, may I ask you something?" I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper."Sure thing, Bianca. What is that?" he asked, not breaking eye contact with me.He then took my hands, and we both entered my living room properly, having been standing at the door.As we sat down on the cushion, I hesitated for a while before asking him what I wanted to ask because it was about Sophia.I wondered if he would get angry if I mentioned her name, but I had no choice other than to ask because I couldn't keep this to myself.I took a deep breath before speaking."I'm curious about Sophia," I admitted. "What's going on between the two of you?" I spoke quickly, nervous about his reaction.He looked at me, surprised. "How did you know about her?" he asked impatiently."That doesn't matter. Just answer me if you want there to be an us," I replied, trapping him
BIANCA'S POVMorning dawned upon the city. It was another day, and I was still shocked by the abrupt end of my conversation with Alessandro when I heard the front door open. I grinned, happy that my son Luca had returned home at last. When Maria, his nanny, came in with him, my heart filled with love at the sight of my little boy’s radiant smile."Mama!" Luca ran towards me with open arms, exclaiming.I wrapped my arms around him tightly, taking in the delightful smell of his hair. "I missed you, my little man!" I mentioned, spinning him in circles.Maria grinned and placed Luca's backpack on the ground. "He had a wonderful time on his school trip to the science museum, but he's been constantly talking about you ever since we got back."Luca squirmed away from my embrace and gazed up at me with a curious expression. "Mama, I saw Alessandro on our way back," he said, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.I felt my heart skip a beat. "Really? What did you say to him?" I asked, attempting
BIANCA'S POV I watched as Alessandro picked up Luca and spun him around in circles. The room filled with Luca's laughter, and I couldn't help but smile at the scene. But beneath my smile, a feeling of jealousy started to surface. Why did Luca bond with Alessandro so easily? Why did it seem like he adored him more than he adored me?As I was lost in thought, Alessandro suddenly looked at me, his eyes connecting with mine. We held each other's gaze for a moment, with only Luca's cheerful giggles filling the room. Alessandro grinned, causing my heart to skip a beat."Hey," he called out while approaching with Luca in his arms. "I trust I'm not disturbing you.”I nodded, feeling slightly confused. "No, absolutely not. We were actually just talking about you." I gave a faint smile.Alessandro's eyebrows lifted. "Is that so? What did you both say?"Luca, still holding onto Alessandro's neck, chimed in. "Mommy said you're a kind person. I like you!”Alessandro laughed, the corners of his ey
BIANCA'S POV I stood before the mirror, adjusting my dress for what seemed like the hundredth time. The gala event report had been sent in by Darren, while Alessandro was the one orchestrating it all. I approached the door, expecting it to be either my driver or perhaps Darren, having heard the car horn outside. However, to my surprise, it was Alessandro. In his black tuxedo, he looked charming with his sparkling eyes. "You look stunning." His eyes wandered over my body and darkened slightly. I blushed, feeling my heart quicken. "Alessandro, why are you here? I thought you'd be at the gala by now.” "And not go with you? Impossible." I arched my eyebrow. Alessandro's intense gaze met mine, locking our eyes together. "Please give me a chance, Bianca. Only a single night. "If you still doubt me by the end of tonight, I'll give you space." I paused, feeling uncertain about my next steps. There was something in Alessandro's words that struck a chord with me. It could have be
BIANCA'S POVI couldn’t shake the feeling that Alessandro had sparked something inside me. His touch, his gaze, and his words had all left me breathless and wanting more.We chatted with guests, laughing and enjoying ourselves, but my thoughts kept running back to him. I noticed he stole glances at me whenever he could, and I felt a blush creep up my cheeks at the thought.I couldn’t ignore it any longer—I felt a strong attraction towards Alessandro and was excited to see what would happen next.Throughout the evening, Alessandro’s hand slowly returned to my lower back, sending shivers down my spine. His intense gaze made me aware of my emotions and pushed me to confront them."Softly," he murmured, his warm breath brushing against my ear, "Can I accompany you home?"I nodded, feeling my heart race with excitement. What would happen once we were alone?It was now the end of the gala celebrating the success of my latest fashion design venture.As we said goodbye to the guests and heade
ALESSANDRO'S POVThe feeling of unease lingered after I hung up on Sophia. It had been years since our last conversation, and I thought I had made it clear that I wanted no part in reconnecting with her. But she refused to quit.When I looked at Bianca, I saw the worry on her face. I forced a smile, trying to reassure her that everything was fine. But it wasn't. Sophia's call brought back memories I thought I had buried long ago.I approached Bianca, trying to push the thoughts away, but they stayed with me, troubling me. Sophia and I had a complicated history. I thought we were in love once, but she lied and controlled me. She even faked a pregnancy to manipulate me.Anger washed over me as I thought about it. I had been so naive and gullible. But I learned from that experience and vowed never to let anyone get close again.Then I met Bianca, and my resolve faltered. She was different—kind, caring, and soft-spoken."I'm sorry about that, Bianca," I stated."Don't worry, Alessandro. T
ALESSANDRO'S POVThe feeling of unease lingered when Bianca mentioned Matteo, Luca's father. I didn’t like that guy at all. He was selfish and abandoned Bianca. Who hurts someone just because she can't have a child? What century are we in?As Leo got ready to leave, he shot me a serious look. "Alessandro, we need to talk," he murmured.I nodded, knowing what was coming. "About what?""Bianca," he said, locking eyes with me. "I can tell you're developing feelings for her, but be careful. She's been through a lot with Matteo.”I nodded, feeling a surge of anger just at the mention of Matteo's name. I was shocked by how terribly he had treated Bianca just because she couldn’t give him a child. And now he wanted her back. I smirked to myself. What a loser.After Leo left, Bianca looked at me with a curious expression. She asked softly, "What was that about?"I hesitated, unsure how much to share. But Bianca's reassuring look put me at ease. "Leo was just looking out for me," I whispered.