CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

There's a new intimacy between me and Alessandro when we get in the back of a chauffeur driven car as soon as we get off the plane, waiting for us straight on the tarmac. I'm being treated first class when it's my actual first time even setting foot in an airport. It's weird and exhilirating at the sime time.

There's one thing that I'm absolutely sure of now.

Alessandro Moretti wants me.

He wants me in such a way that he's willing to botch a company's takeover.

I've been pursued before, but never at this calibre.

And it makes me want to run less and less.

This is the first time I've set foot in my hometown in over three years and it makes me feel agitated. I vowed to never return to this shithole of a town where everyone knows everyone's business and how you're looked down on because you have less.

Or how the Simpsons are known as the Scarlet Ladies.

The ones who can take your man with only a swish of her dark hair and a glimpse of her green eyes.

I hated living here