34.

Alessia

My eyes scanned the beautiful office that has all sorts of fashion patterns design, wall art, and awards. "You haven't met the woman yet, but you're sweating already." I glared at Marco who had been chewing gum and pressing on his phone since our arrival at Mrs. Martinez's office.

"I am not sweating. Mind your business." I hissed out. I don't even know why Angelo chose him. Of all people. Kelvin or Elijah would've been better. Not a big mouth like Marco. Who can't stop teasing me about last night in the car.

"Save your sweat for your hot night with Angelo later." This time around I didn't hold myself back. I lunged my fist on his back resulting in a chuckle to erupt from him. "I will have Angelo deal with you when we get back."

He lifted his shoulder in a shrug. "He can't do shit. Why is the woman taking time to show up? We have been here for more than ten minutes." Marco glanced at the closed door. I knew Marco was right. I hadn't met the woman but I was already nervous. I