Redeeming Alessandre: Claiming the Billionaire ice Queen
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ee table. The table was littered with unopened bills a
. My head hung low, shame tightening its noose around my neck as I tr
t to rem
her
up in for the past few days. I hadn't much of a choice
irst week I moved in, the musty stench refused to leave. It had become par
nce again, my mind betrayed
lia
uly owned me, before I tore he
n who had stuck with me through this hell storm I called life. But one look at his face told me he wasn
hing the bottle away and setting it somewhere out of my
Networking? Who the hell wo
t-I never did-but I was exhausted. Tired of feelin
eek back envelope on the table, the initial
"There's a charity ball
As I suspected, it was her ball. I flung t
at. "I'm n
, Alessandre," he said
sn't aski
uation was messed up. Why would he think I'd go to something like that-an e
ingle achievement she made was etched in my mind like scripture. I lived and breathed her from a di
uld des
oftened when he saw t
on the edge of the table after sweeping aside some of the paperwork. "One
e her,
It felt foreign in my throat. I barel
ied. "We need to restart. A fresh face if you wi
respond, he
ld times' sake. Besides, we have
d maybe, just maybe, I didn't want to b
before a mirror already
aircut and slipped into the suit Matteo had brought. But the man staring at me in
tion and walked into the cramped l
Alessandre I kn
or myself- but I'd cleaned up for her. On the off-chance that our path cr
armed like flies, but somehow, Matteo managed to get us
used to rub shoulders with when I still had something to offer
silent. Everyone's attention was focused on the grand staircase and when I follo
e sh
ang
she was, she stood beneath a
saw the lust in the eyes of the men aro
ed her. Or wa
uldn't b
erfall of night, just as I remembered. She hadn't changed
ase, still frozen in place by her
rged forward and sudde
all that blurred in comparison to th
Warm, real and so
never felt
s drowning, falling over again, lost in their fiery depths. The fire I'd sworn
want to
h burned her, and the look she ga
a strained smile took over her fe
ning her gown with both hands-a nervous tick of hers I rememb
d
omethin
ed her
hel
t my mouth i
the ice in her gaze s
d walked away, taking my alre