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ALESSANDRO'S POV



Air flew into the car, making my hair move in all directions possible.

I looked to my right where Akila sat next to me, her gaze was focused outside of the window as she quietly breathed. Then our hands resting together caught my attention, I stared at them for a moment. These past two days have been an actual dream. At some point, I would second guess if it was actually happening.

Being able to get this close to her, spend hours talking to the only person I thought I would never get a chance with. It all felt too good that it made my mind hesitate. But in the end, it all happened.

I don't know what we are, I've confessed multiple times I like her, a lot. And if my words aren't enough, I'm sure every time she saw how her touch, smile affected me, she would know with no words spoken between us.

Thinking about what we are, what this might lead to is something we need to both discuss together, so I won't let my thoughts drive me anywhere and wait for the right time, when she is comfortable.

I was shocked to learn that she would let me drive her car again, the same shock as the first time. I chuckled, finally letting my gaze concentrate on the road again. The sun rose between the sky lightly. Thank god, the sunlight was not burning hell, instead, it's soft and relaxing. The air isn't cold nor hot, but it sure hits like getting slammed into a wall. There was no wind but with the speed we're travelling with, air came in and out of the car.

Akila's castle is right at the end of Sicily where no one can possibly find her. It's almost unbelievable how not me or any of my men noticed this gorgeous land years ago, however, I'm glad she found it and made the best out of it. The absolute best.

"Want to play a game?" I looked to my right and my god. The way it hits me, every single time, when I look at her, when I get a glance of her eyes, it hits like hell.

As if she can hear my thoughts, the lips I haven't been able to resist curled smoothly into a smirk I want to kiss so badly.

I nodded slowly, trying my best to shake away this feeling, putting me right in my place. Then I wondered what kind of game she could possibly be thinking of, I tried thinking of anything but my mind can't seem to focus right now. She bite roughly on her bottom lips and I'm trying so hard to keep my shit together.

I let out a shaky breath when she finally let go of our eye contact and searched for something down her pocket. She pulled out a phone out of nowhere and I found myself confused. I've never seen her with a phone, hold one, or even speak through one.

She quietly did something on her phone and slid it between her thighs. God I wish I was a phone.

I had to switch my gaze from her to the road but if I'm being honest, it was mainly on her. The road is empty anyways, that's what I like to blame it on, not my own self I can't control.

I finally managed to find my voice again and asked, "What game?" I'm speaking so softly, I don't know what's going on. Her deep, deep dimple broke through her cheeks and I can't recall something making me happier.

"I have no idea" she admitted, not sure why she suggested it with nothing in mind. Then I realised she's trying to make a conversation, with me.

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