31st December 2019,
The sound of snowstorm lashing against the floor to ceiling windows of Colton's London apartment made Alec flinch; the ugly, cold winds were howling like hungry wolves and he could feel his blood freezing inside his veins. The cold and the constant sharp sounds, being the reason.
The fire crackling in the huge marbled fireplace in the opposite direction did little to ease the cold that had the whole room under its spell. It was only there to give the room a complete cosy look. Just a piece of art for greedy eyes and not a relief to a cold heart.
‘Typical artistic Colton,’ Alec smirked, thinking how Colton would have hired two or maybe three best designers in the city, still designed the whole place all by himself. Putting more time and effort to make the place artis
