Amelia’s ears flushed hot with embarrassment and she couldn’t even look at Matteo. His words played in her head like a broken record, making her blush.I thought you would be sore!No, she had to divert her mind in some way.“Why was I in your room, Matteo?” was all she could muster up the courage to ask while walking towards the kitchen to grab a strong cup of coffee. She needed it badly. “What option did I have than to carry you there? Cadence was at the door and I didn’t want her to know the truth. She would force me to get back with her,” said Matteo, following her to the kitchen. His statements had her worried. So was the dream a reality? Did he touch his lips to hers? Did she beg him to stay with her on the bed? She poured her coffee absent-mindedly. “One for me too.” Amelia came out of her trance and looked at him, serving the breakfast he had prepared. She smiled at the delicious-looking toast, bacon, and eggs he had made and forgot her predicament. “When did you make so mu

Amelia wore a conservative navy blue dress, pairing it with small diamond studs. Her hands trembled with fear as she waited for Matteo’s arrival. With only 30 minutes at hand, shouldn’t he be here already? Weird thoughts about the man they were about to face haunted her mind. Her heart pounded with every passing minute, anticipating the worst viable treatment there. In Matteo’s absence, she had cowered in her room all afternoon, repenting her decision to stay back. Why did she have to bring this upon herself? Her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Lizzy for the fourth time since the afternoon, but she didn’t pay any heed to it. She wouldn’t tell anyone of her whereabouts until Matteo’s problem was solved. The door clicked open and she could hear Matteo grumbling to himself. Was he still in his shitty mood? God! He was such a jerk! She was right about him. He wanted to get into her pants right from the moment he lay his eyes on her. Maybe he was the same with all women! A knock

The man’s pleas didn’t soften Matteo. He punched his face so hard that he dropped to the ground. His comrades came rushing in to help him but Matteo kept on hitting at the injured man. Before the others could restrain him, he pulled out a gun from inside his leather jacket and held it to the man’s head. “You know I don’t forgive anyone, Rob. You deserve to die.”“Drop the gun, Matteo. I’m sure he’ll never do this again,” said Ryan as he emerged with Cadence. The sight of him made Matteo’s blood boil even more. The men inched towards him to divert his attention, but Matteo was livid with fury. “Stay right where you are or I’ll blow his brains up.” “Let him go, Matteo. Don’t do it,” pleaded Amelia, as a strange fear gripped her heart. Was Matteo a criminal too, like them? “Please, Matteo. Don’t kill my brother,” sobbed Cadence. The sight of her made Matteo shove the gun more into his head. “This is all because of you, Cadence. Now watch your brother die.” “Your girl won’t live to

After the third ring, Matteo trudged over to open the door, wondering who would disturb him so late in the night. Couldn’t Freddie wait until morning? What could be the emergency? He opened the door to blast him when his eyes popped out at seeing a tired Amelia on his doorstep. For a minute, his mind went blank, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Was he hallucinating? Was she really here? He rubbed his eyes to focus better and found her still standing there. “Emelia?” he breathed unsteadily.“What? Am I not welcome anymore?” asked Amelia breathlessly. Realization hit him and he blinked at her with disbelief. She really had come back! A lazy smile lit up his face, and he pulled her luggage inside, allowing her to enter. “How did you come back?” he asked, his gaze not leaving her even for a second. Amelia smiled and closed the door, turning to face him finally. “You wanted me to find my dreams, and I did. Pursuing an MBA is my dad’s dream, not mine,” she admitted breathlessly, her ch

Amelia wanted to correct him about their fake engagement, but his phone buzzed with an incoming call from a customer and he released her hand. Amelia went back to her work while he got to his. The rest of the time, she didn’t meet him since he and Freddie went away on a customer call. It was almost seven in the evening, and Amelia wrapped up her work for the day. In Matteo’s absence, she didn’t know if it was time to leave. Her phone buzzed with an incoming call, and she frowned at the unknown number. Who could it be? Accepting the call, she held it to her ear. “Yes?” “Hey, Matteo here. I’ll be late tonight. I’m fixing a Porsche at a customer's place. Why don’t you go home?” Amelia felt relieved to be able to go home, but instantly frowned as a thought hit her.“Where did you get my number from?” She could hear Matteo’s chuckle at the other end and scowled. Was he mocking her? “I found your mobile phone lying around inviting me to give myself a missed call.” Amelia rolled her eye