CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Phoebe and I are sitting next to each other on the couch as if we're in the principal's office, Alessandro sitting opposite us, that frown still marred on his forehead.

Phoebe's leg is bouncing nervously, a sure tell-tale sign that she has something to hide.

Alessandro narrows his eyes at my calm demeanor, he knows I have no tell in stressful situations. That's what makes me dangerous.

"How do you know who John Campbell is?" I want to know.

He tilts his head at me. "I've made it my mission to know everything about you."

"And why is that?"

I can see him slowly losing his cool with me, but he inhales deeply to center himself. "You know why."

"So you can sleep with me?" I taunt him. "Get the bragging rights that you're finally the man that got what no other man could?"

He's quiet, just looking at me, a myriad of emotions flashing in those beautiful brown eyes.

He didn't get to where he is by letting his emotions get the best of him, so he turns his attention to the easi