Mena
Alessio's words were clear: stay out of sight. So, I did what I had to do. This morning, I had taken Naty for breakfast with my own money, dropped her off at school, and then came back to the mansion immediately.
Naty had no problem with the change whatsoever. She accepted this new reality without question, while I was crumbling—still wondering whether I had made the right decision or not.
Not having anything better to do, I sat on the enormous bed, recalling my first night at the mansion. Alessio was away for business, and I couldn't call it a blessing nor a curse.
He scared the s**t out of me, but then again, I was forced to depend on him. The person who brought me here in the first place.
He ordered me to follow the rules, so I did. I kept my mouth shut, didn't show myself—and
