Alexander's POV
My gaze remained fixed on her long after she walked out. Every instinct in my head screamed at me to stop this… to stop her. But the part of me that never listened to reason—my heart—had already made a choice.
She was right, of course. There were countless women I could have taken as my companion tonight. Women who would have thrown themselves at the opportunity.
Yet I chose her.
I dragged a hand through my hair, frustration coiling tight in my chest. It's barely been three days since she crashed into my world… three days, and my thoughts refused to let her go. She lived behind my eyelids, in the silence between my breaths.
Hell, I was starting to think I might actually lose my mind.
The documents on my desk stared back, demanding the attention I simply didn't have. I forced my eyes to skim the first page—but the words quickly blurred, my focus shattered when my phone vibrated, once, twice. Then again, more insistent.
