ALESSIA
We all sat in the living room—each of them on a sofa, while I sat on the upholstered ottoman with my jotter and pen.
My eyes lifted and landed on Axel. He winked.
A shiver ran through me, and I quickly looked away. I hate him… and my body has totally lost it.
I cleared my throat and turned to Azriel. The cigarette between his fingers was making me uncomfortable.
“Can you put that down… just for now?” I asked gently.
His gaze locked on mine. He didn’t flinch—and neither did I.
Then a soft laugh escaped him. He nodded and placed it in the ashtray.
“Done, Doctor. Now go on,” he said in a low, commanding tone.
I blinked and looked back at my jotter.
“You all didn’t follow the first treatment, and you expect me to be happy about that?” I snapped.
“Doctor, Kade can’t stand it
