THIRD PERSON'S POV
All the while Vito drove, heading back to the mansion, Alexa had been too preoccupied with her tears. When she eventually managed to look up, she muttered groggily.
"Where are you headed?"
He turned to spare her a quick glance. It hurt him so much to see her that way. Even more to know it was because of another man. Not that he ever wished to be the reason why she'd cry sad tears though.
"The mansion." He answered.
"No." She whispered. "I would like a few drinks."
Vito frowned slightly.
"Now." Alexa added.
"Where?"
"Anywhere. You're a man, you should know these places." She hissed, almost sounding angry at him too.
The fact that she stereotyped men as drinkers, was simply wild. If not for his line of job that required him being in places like that, Vito har
