Anna's pov.
“Why are you angry with me, Matteo?” I asked him, as I couldn't take it anymore that he was ignoring me. Because it had been a week, and Matteo was still avoiding me and not even talking to me.
He also broke his promise to take me somewhere on weekends. In fact, he was also working on weekends pretending to be super busy, as if he didn't have time for me.
“Anna, I have work to finish. You go and sleep. Let me work peacefully. I have a lot of pending work to do,” he replied in his cold and indifferent voice, without looking at me.
“See, you are definitely avoiding me,” I persisted.
Matteo clicked a few buttons and looked up from his laptop.
“What do you want, sugar? Tell me,” he questioned in his flat voice.
I bit my lips as I slowly slid into his lap. I wrapped my arms
