Chapter25:

"I like what you think of me," Sandro grinned, winking at Blaze as he walked towards Thalia. With each step, she retreated two steps backward. "I hate you," she said firmly. "I don't think so, darling," Sandro mumbled, his tone almost teasing. "Have you forgotten so soon?" Thalia scowled. "I do hate you, Alessandro. I can't believe I was with a man like you." Sandro chuckled, brushing off her words. This wasn't the first time he had heard such feelings from her. Arabella had echoed similar words to him, but he didn't let them bother him. He turned his gaze toward Arabella, who remained in the same spot he had left her, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips at her current state—helpless and fragile, just as he desired. His attention returned to Thalia. "A lot has happened since you left. But I don't think now is the time for catching up." He shrugged into the plaid shirt he held. Thalia felt relief that he was wearing something. It allowed her to look at him without the intrusive though