47.

Alessia

I know for a fact that if I come face to face with Angelo, it won't end well. Up to the moment I stepped inside the house, my chest was beating. With rage. I was greeted by the presence of the guys and Lilian. "Alessia? What are you doing here at this hour?" Marco the ever big mouth was the first to speak up.

However, the look on my face was enough to show them I wasn't in a good mood. I didn't even bother to ask where Angelo was. I had already worn my armor to fight him. It's either I mess him up or he messes me up. There would be no way around it.

I stormed upstairs, straight to his study room, and kicked it open with my foot. Three pairs of eyes greeted me. Angelo's and that of two unfamiliar men dressed in black suits. There was no doubt they were having a meeting but even that wasn't an excuse to stop me. I marched to his desk, standing in between the two men.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I started. Angelo's brows creased but he didn't let his guard down. "As