“You can’t possibly be serious right now.”
I stormed into his study without knocking, without a shred of courtesy. My fury propelled me forward, my footsteps echoing in the eerie silence. This was my first time stepping into his study, and just like his room, it carried the same dark, brooding aura.
Alexander sat behind a sleek black oak desk, stacks of files in front of him. The blinds were drawn, blocking out the moonlight, leaving only the dim glow of the desk lamp to illuminate his face. The soft, golden light cast shadows over his sharp features, making him look even more unapproachable.
He didn’t flinch at my intrusion. Instead, his gaze lifted lazily from the documents.
“What do you want?” His voice was calm, detached like my outburst was nothing more than an annoying interrupti
