The photograph hit the internet before their driver even pulled up to the penthouse.
Tracy sat stiffly in the backseat, her phone buzzing in her lap like an angry wasp. She hadn’t dared look at the screen, not with Alex sitting inches away, his jaw a hard line of silence. But the flashing notifications made it impossible to ignore.
Finally, curiosity—or dread—won. She unlocked her phone.
The image filled the screen.
Her and Alex, caught in the golden glow of the terrace lights. His body leaned toward hers, his face just inches away, eyes burning into hers with an intensity that made the air between them look like it might catch fire. Her lips parted, breathless, like a woman caught between surrender and defiance.
Alex Knight and His Mystery Fiancée Share an Intimate Moment at Charity
