The past few days had been… irritating.
That was the only word Alexander allowed himself to use.
Not frustrating. Not unsettling. Certainly not uncomfortable.
Just irritating.
He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve, his expression composed, controlled, exactly as it had been in every room he walked into, every meeting he led, every decision he made.
On the surface, nothing had changed.
Everything was still moving.
Still functioning.
Still bending to his will.
Except.
His jaw tightened slightly.
Except the one thing that mattered.
Amelia.
And, unfortunately.
Victoria.
Alexander exhaled slowly as he stepped into his office, shutting the door behind him with a quiet click. The silence that followed was immediate, welcome.
Necessary.
Because lately, Victoria had become… difficult.
