Chapter 28 You Don't Belong Here

I let go of his tie and pushed him back. Alessio's eyes widened slightly as he brushed his shirt. It was like he was seeing me in a new light. The tension between Alessio and me lingered as we moved through the crowd. To an outsider, we looked like the perfect power couple—his arm around my waist, my hand resting lightly on his chest. But beneath the polished surface, a storm brewed.