Chapter 33 Alessa Sullivan

• Alessa Sullivan
• Giulia was right; this dinner was important for Mattia, even though he spent most of the time by my side, he managed to establish good alliances with other electoral committees. I spent the evening receiving numerous desirous and covetous looks, which bothered me a lot. However, managing Mattia with his possessive temperament left me feeling somewhat inflated with ego. I liked seeing him hover around me and mark his territory, yet there was this one idiot who made me feel like just any prostitute, not the woman that I am...
• But all the magic I felt throughout the evening evaporated when he went to talk to Antonio, the man who calls the shots at the Humanitarian Organization. I get into the car with him driving calmly. My patience was on edge, just waiting for him to say something—anything, even a single phrase. In the anger I was feeling, I would have exploded if he had uttered just one word.