The weeks following that fateful conversation with Luca at the docks were a whirlwind of secrecy, stolen moments, and an unrelenting pull that neither Alexander nor Luca could seem to resist.
They found themselves constantly drawn back to each other, despite the obvious danger, despite the risks. Each encounter felt like stepping further into the abyss, but neither of them had the strength—or desire—to pull away.
Alexander's life had been built on discipline, order, and reason. He had always done what was expected of him, whether by his father, Philippe, or the world he inhabited. He was the heir to the Moreau family legacy, with all the weight and responsibilities entailed. Lately, though, that life has felt like a distant memory, blurred and fading behind the fog of his growing obsess
