His Fiancée

CARLY'S POV

The moment Marco opened the entrance door and I stepped in, I sighed, a beautiful young lady.

She seemed a little bit older than I am, but she looked so beautiful.

The moment she saw me walk in, she stood up and walked towards me with this grin that one can mistake for a friendly grin.

I tried walking past her, but she stopped me, and ordered Marco to leave us.

"Who are you?" She asked boldly like she owned the place.

I looked at her head to toe without saying a word.

For Marco to obey her like that, it's either she's Alessandro's sister or maybe cousin.

"Are you Alessandro's sister?" I asked naively.

The moment I asked her that question, she laughed at me so hard.

"Sister? Wow. I see he hasn't told you about me yet. I'm his fiancée, and I know the name Sandra rings a bell." She said.

"No it doesn't." I cut in.

"Hmm, you seem to be the slave he got recently. Um, you don't look like a slave, though." She said, walking round me slowly like she was checking my looks and outfi