ALEXANDER
Dominic paced round the room, his steps heavy with frustration, and Eliza's voice could be heard from the other room, shrill and insistent. I tried to shut it out, but it wasn't possible. The woman had a way of getting inside your skin so that it felt like your nerves were frayed.
"She's already acting like she's married to you," I muttered, standing with my arms folded and leaning against the wall. "It's disgusting.”
Dominic's jaw clenched. "You think I don't know that? I hate this as much as anybody."
"Then why are you letting it happen?" I bit out, my voice rising.
He quit his pacing and took a step towards me. His face turned dark. “Because I need to keep her close. If I let her go, she’ll run to the media, and the Graham name will be dragged through the mud. With Grandp
