When Alice stepped out, I felt an immense relief from the jealousy that had taken over me while Alice had checked my brother out. Her scent lingered strongly behind, though. It hung in my study like a challenge I had not realized I had invited. My eyes stayed on the door a little longer than they should have. Alice had walked out with an aura less like a maid and more like a strategist.
“Damn, Alex,” Sebastian's voice cut through my thoughts, dripping with the effortless mockery he had perfected since we were kids.
He smirked and continued talking, “I haven't seen you silenced and at a loss for words since your earlier days of rebellion against Dad. I think she dismantled you instead of convincing you. She did a thorough job, by the way; I think I'll commend her when I do see her.”
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