The drive was quiet, with Andre sitting on the other side if thr front seat, staring at his lap without a word.
He could still feel the anger radiating off of Alexander's body, and somehow, it sent tongues travelling down his spine.
Alexander was worked up for him... it could only mean he really cares for him.
But why?
After rejecting him, the man still insists on showing up and protecting him.
This was hard for Adrian, he really didn't want to go back to Alexander, but if he still rejected Alexander after saving him, wouldn't he be acting like an ingrate?
The car slowly parked in front of a luxurious hotel. Alexander killed the engine and placed his forehead on the steering wheel.
Adrian glanced at him, seeing the image of a tired and broken man.
Quietly, he sighed and cleared his throat, "Why are we here?" He asked.
