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Amelia's POV

We entered the building, I was free steps away from him as I tried to wipe my dampened face and appear less pathetic.

Next, we got into an elevator. I could see the other ladies with us, gossiping about how cute, good-looking and rich Alessandro was.

And even when a particular fool amongst them tried to step out, she deliberately missed some steps and fell in Alessandro's arms.

I cleared my throat as I saw they were talking too much time and it had started to look like a scene from some of those Korean love movies.

Their closeness was getting in my nerves. I balled my...