Oooo the urge to flip this man, the bird nearly pushed me over the edge, but we had other things to attend to, like Nate. But my mind kept going back to the woman who had claimed to be Alessandro's mother not too long ago. She had said that he was just like his father. Was she talking about Alessio?
I left the office without saying another word. What else was there for me to say? He had confirmed my findings and I had already married his son, but this wasn't the life I wanted... and now I was getting ahead of myself again. Maybe Alessandro wouldn't want anything to do with his father's business either.
Can someone tell me where in my bio is it written that I love all kinds of s**t happening to me? Please, if you find that part tear the fucker out and burn it, one can only handle so much.
