ALEXANDER'S POV
I groaned in frustration as I watched Isabella walk out of the living room. s**t!
Why did Olivia choose now to come home? I slipped my hands into my pocket to control the urge seemingly burning through my skin to run after her and pull her into my arms. I didn’t realize just how intimately my body reacted to hers.
I had not been mistaken. The woman held a power over me that no one else could contend with.
When it came to our relationship, she gave up easily and I didn’t understand why. I cared about her so much that I uprooted my life and came to her.
I thought about Olivia, my mood instantly darkening. I knew Olivia wasn't fond of Isabella, probably because she was used to getting all the attention from our father, and probably because she and Isabella were pract
