I lift my head and meet Alexander’s dark eyes. He’s pleased to have caught me red-handed.
"You entered my office without my permission!" he says with a nervous laugh. "I could kill you just for that."
"I prefer asking forgiveness rather than permission."
I give a slight smirk.
"You dropped the formal speech."
"You let your hair down."
No connection whatsoever.
He locks the office door and walks toward me with determination, stopping just inches from me. He towers over me, but I don’t back down. He speaks in a low voice:
"I didn’t want to reveal in front of the others that we know each other."
"We don’t know each other, you and I. Don’t talk nonsense."
"You were locked in a freezer with me. I also saved you from a r**e attempt."
"You’re in no position to call me a thief."
"Why?"
