CHAPTER 43
THE WORD THAT BROKE ME
ISABELLA
I opened my mouth, closed it and opened it again.
"I was looking for you." My voice came out high pitched and probably too fast. "You weren't at breakfast and I thought—"
"You thought you would go through my private documents?"
He stepped into the room. His footsteps were slow, each one looking like a threat. I've seen Alexander angry before, frustrated and annoyed. I mean, I slapped thos man in the middle of a club. But I'd never seen this.
His face was stone, his jaw was locked so tight I could see the muscles jumping beneath his skin. But his eyes… his eyes were something else. It was cold and empty, like the eyes of a man who had spent years in jail.
I backed away, my spine hitting the desk. The folder was still in my hands, but they
