Tensions Between

CARLY'S POV

Getting back to the mansion and to my room was a heart racing moment.

I kept making eye contact with Alessandro while we were in the elevator, and I swear one could hear my heart beat from two-step away.

"Goodnight." I heard him say the moment I stepped out of the elevator.

I stopped dead in my tracks, and turned back, looking at him intensely.

"Thanks." I managed to say, even though the words barely left my lips.

The moment I responded, I rushed towards my room.

"What have gotten over him?" I asked myself.

The night was a long one as I kept turning from one side of the bed to the other as the whole thing that happened that day kept replaying in my head.

The next day, I woke up feeling a mix of nerves and curiosity. Would Alessandro act any differently after last night? He had done it before, act sweet one minute, and then back to his old self the next minute. I feared he would do so again.

I also couldn't shake the memory of his intense gaze in the elevator.

As I made my