Chapter 50

• Chapter 50
• {ALESSANDRO}
• I crashed into my chair as soon as the door clicked shut behind my brother. My head fell back against the plush leather, and I closed my eyes, groaning. Everything felt too heavy, the weight of the world pressing down on me. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d fucked up, and I had no one to blame but myself. I had let my guard down with her. I’d actually started to care, to like the damn thief. I’d let her get under my skin, and for what? A momentary escape from the cold, emotionless world I’d built around myself? That fucking teddy bear, the soft laughter, the way she looked at me with those wide, trusting eyes… I should’ve known better.