ALEXANDER’S POV
The sun was barely rising when I woke up. Soft golden light filtered in through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow across the suite. I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, running a hand through my hair.
I couldn’t stop thinking about last night.
That almost-kiss.
The way Nia had looked at me like she was letting herself feel something she hadn’t allowed in a long time. Like trust was possible again.
And then the damn phone rang.
I should’ve ignored it. I should’ve let it go to voicemail. But old habits die hard. Business has always been my armor, the thing I hide behind. And Nia... she cracks right through it without even trying.
I stepped into the hallway, padding quietly past her room. I paused at her door for just a moment, debating whether to kno
