Chapter 18 - Alessandro Mascherano's orders.

"Rest, little one," Georgia whispered to little Thomas, whom she had just taken to his bed after he had fallen asleep in the playroom.

Georgia watched the child for a few seconds. He was undoubtedly a beautiful child, with features similar to those of his father. Surely, when Thomas grew up, he would be just as attractive as Alessandro, but hopefully, he would also be a better person, less arrogant and kinder.

It had been about a week since Georgia moved into the Mascherano mansion. Actually, her stay had not been as disastrous as she had initially thought. Alessandro's busy work kept him away from home, and she, on the other hand, took every second she could to stay away from the place. That week, she visited her grandmother more often than she did the previous year.

From outside the room, Alessandro, who was watching her much more than she was capable of realizing, watched the way she admired her son. He liked how kind and caring that woman was with Thomas. Somehow, Alessandro felt