THE DEVIL'S DANCE
ALEXANDER
Who let you in?
My voice came out as cold as I wanted it to, giving her no impression that I like her being here.
She smiled. "Is that how you greet an old friend?"
We're not friends.
No." She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the marble. "We were never just friends, were we?
I watched her approach as my body was rigid, my hands flat on the desk. My jaw was so tight I could feel my teeth grinding as she stopped in front of my desk.
Her eyes slowly and deliberately swept over me, the way she used to look at me when she was deciding whether to devour or destroy.
You look tense, Alexander." She tilted her head. "You have veins popping in your neck, it's not a good look.
“Why are you here, Elise? Here to gloat about the court case?”
She picked up
