AlessiaI could feel the tension rising in the room topped with my heart beating faster all of a sudden. I could feel a heated gaze on me but was too afraid to turn around. "Are you nervous already?" Ryan's hand went to the small of my back, leaning forward."Not really. It's just that it had been a while since I came out like this." I lied even though it was partly true. I don't know how his father will react to seeing me and his son together. Ryan had his playful smile on until it faded away all of a sudden. My heart thumped as I asked Ryan. "What's wrong?"He didn't say anything and instead took a step forward, the action from him didn't fail to make my stomach churn with something hot. "It doesn't matter whether he's here.""Who?" I asked even though I was ninety percent aware of what he was referring to. "Angelo."My body went rigid. The intensity of the way Ryan was looking at me was nothing compared to the way I was feeling regarding the news.I was going to turn around when R

Angelo I know I promised myself that I wouldn't let Alessia go if I set my eyes on her. But after seeing her, and the words she threw at me, something chained me down. And just like that, I watch her walk away from me. Without taking any action. Without trying to hold her back.Funny enough, the lies I kept telling myself that I had moved on hit me like a ton of bricks. How could I not dig deeper into the research? I wasted a month over searching for her and in the end, I allowed her to slip away from me. My phone vibrates from my pocket snapping me out of my trance. I picked it up without checking the caller ID. "Hello, dear friend. No time no talk. Your thought just crossed my mind and I decided to call to see how you're doing." My jaw clenched hearing the familiar voice of Dominic."Cut the bullshit, Dominic, what do you want!" I spat. I know for a fact that Dominic wouldn't call me just like that unless he has something off his sleeves."Meet me in my house. I have some business

AlessiaI locked the door and pulled out the keys before carrying my bag and heading downstairs. The big living room was quiet as usual. And I doubt the housekeeper has woken up since it was still pretty early. I dropped my bag on the couch and then headed to the kitchen. I decided to make breakfast for Ryan before leaving. After the call with my Mom, she later handed it over to my Dad. I felt some kind of peace talking to them. It made me realize no matter the hardship, if you have your parents' good support, you won't lack anything. I don't remember when last I entered the kitchen to cook. I had trouble locating some things in Ryan's kitchen because I hadn't even been inside before. The housekeeper is always busy in the kitchen. Now that I have it to myself, it felt strange. The refrigerator was loaded with groceries of all kinds making it hard for me to know what to make. After some research on the internet, I decided to make chicken broth and noodles with some salad.With the he