CHAPTER 41
CALM CHAOS
ALEXANDER
The door closed behind me, and for a moment, I just stood there. The weight of the day pressed down on my shoulders like a physical thing. Even th
Meetings. Calls. The endless machinery of running an empire that never stopped needing attention.
My eyes found her before I could stop them.
Isabella was curled on the couch beside Camille, a cushion in her lap, her hair loose around her shoulders. She was wearing something soft, something that made her look younger, more vulnerable than she had been in that club bathroom with her legs wrapped around my waist.
She looked at me. I looked at her. The space between us was thick with everything we had not said.
"You look terrible," Camille said, breaking the silence. "Long day?"
I forced my gaze away from Is
