Chapter 41

Alessandro’s POV

It was now or never. I wouldn’t say I’d been looking forward to this moment, but I didn’t dread it either. My head had been a mess since Matteo’s last report. The fucking bastard was alive.

After my encounter with Shadow, it suddenly made sense why he’d kept insisting on not wanting to work with me. Integrity, my foot. Perhaps he did have a bit of integrity in him, but I didn’t care.

I had other things to think about at the moment, and it had to do with a certain redhead standing next to me. It was late, but I didn’t need too much light to see the fear etched all over her facial features.

“That’s not possible,” she shivered. “It’s not possible.”

From the corner of my eye, I had a good view of her physique, and for some strange reason, I found my gaze trailing down her body. It was fucking cold, and yet all she had on was a fucking dress that left little to nothing to the imagination.

Her bare shoulders caught my attention,