SELENA'S POV
The sound of shattering glass echoed through the mansion like a gunshot.
I flinched.
Alexander stood in the middle of the living room, chest heaving, eyes wild and completely gone. Another vase left his hand and crashed against the wall, fragments scattering across the marble floor in every direction. His breathing was uneven, almost animalistic, like he was fighting something invisible, something only he could see.
Tears burned behind my eyes. I had never seen him like this, not the cold, arrogant man, not the controlled, untouchable CEO. This was something else entirely. Something broken in a way that went far deeper than anger.
"Don't!" Greg's voice snapped sharply beside me as I took an instinctive step forward.
I froze.
"When he gets like this, he hurts himself an
