Alina Dalca's POV
"So, what do you do in Romania, Mr. Conti?" I tried to come off as someone that was not familiar with him yet, even though I have been sleeping with him for the past 2 weeks.
"It's quite interesting now that you asked me," he said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Please, it is not the best question that I can give you freely," I said as I was sipping on my wine.
"You see, Ms. Dalca, I have been wanting to make a change at my late father's old lodge. It has been declining since forever but I think I can be the one to change that," he said as his eyes shone brightly with hope. How I missed looking into those eyes every day.
"of course you must have a very good reason for the sudden change of heart to come staying in Romania compared to Italy," I said as I was cutting my beef.
"Yes, actually, I never told anyone of the reason behind it all, not even Mr. De Ville, the new investor. I have to tell you that guy gives me the creeps," he said.
