Alexander
11:03 AM
I was about to get into my car to leave when my phone started ringing.
Aymen.
"What’s going on?"
"f**k, Alexander…"
His voice is weak, like he’s injured. I tense up.
"Why are you talking like that?"
"Last night, I was watching Khalid like you asked me to. One of his bodyguards spotted me, and the bastard alerted his colleagues. They ambushed me, and several of them came at me."
I clench my fists. I resist the urge to throw my phone on the ground.
While I was sleeping in his daughter’s bed, Aymen was making sure Khalid wouldn’t come and disturb me. And he got hurt because of me.
"Where are you? I’ll come get you."
"Don’t worry, it’s just superficial injuries. I’m in better shape than they are. Don’t do anything stupid, you know very well how quickly you can lo
