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"Who are you?"

The first thing in Eve's thought was to tell him the truth and get out of this web of lies she was thickening around herself.

But the imagination of the repercussions hit her hard like a tornado.

Alessandro Stark didn't give two rats' shit about the Wilsons, and if he found out that he had been deceived for months, there would be no mercy.

Her parents and sister would be dealt with, including her, who had posed as an impersonator in a legally binding contract marriage.

The thought of months of imprisonment slammed her lips shut.

"What do you mean? Did you ever bother to get to know me before this sham of a marriage?"

Eve found the voice to speak, keeping her tone neutral to betray none of the fear she was feeling.

Alessandro's cold eyes regarded her, but she didn't break the contact, staring him right in the eyes.

"You're just...different." He finally said, his voice calm and calculative.

If he suspected anything, then it was over for her.

Eve wrapped her a