Alec's POV
She seemed to be nervous and waved her hand a little. "Why are you being so cold? Can't I ask about you anymore?"
She settled down opposite me and began to pull off her shoes while I looked on coldly.
She pouted, her dark curls falling over her shoulders in a bounty length, and muttered, "I specifically flew from Paris abandoning the rest of the show to see you and this is how you welcome me?"
She was an A-list model and very popular in the industry. She also traveled from one country to another occasionally so I wasn't surprised that she was just returning.
"Don't make me repeat my words, Nessa," I warned, turning my attention back to the interrogation. "I can get what I want with any means even if you don't tell me. But we both know that would be an ugly situation, right?
