Mena
With a firm grip, Alessio led me through the mansion, straight to the lion's den. His room.
The second he shut the door, he immediately pinned me against the wall. It wasn't aggressive, if anything it was gentle. His dark eyes were intense, boring into mine with a slight smirk playing on his lips.
Avoiding his gaze was of no use because he wouldn't let me lose it.
What did he want to discuss?
Was he going to confront me about the lie?
I had expected for him to be furious, to wrap his strong hand around my neck and choke me, so the fact that he didn't made me even more anxious.
"I should..." Alessio began speaking, then he shook his head. "No, let's switch things up," he bumped me, almost playfully. "How about you tell me what you think should happen to you?" His tone held some
