Chapter 59
The orchestra struck the first notes of a slow waltz, and couples began making their way to the dance floor, gowns swirling and shoes gliding across the shimmering lights.
From the start of the evening, Alex never left Everette’s side. His presence was steady, quiet but constant. His attention fixed solely on her. He made sure she was comfortable, that her glass stayed full, that no one lingered too close. For those who knew him—or thought they did—it was a strange sight. Alexander Harris, known for being cold and untouchable, was now a man quietly devoted to his wife.
Ever since the incident at the hospital, security had doubled around them. He made sure nothing can get close to his wife, not even a fly. His men tonight blended into the crowd, dressed like guests, but their
