Chapter Three
Alex gripped the sharp object in his hands. He was surprised the shears weren’t blunt. It was a wonder the powers that be trusted him, someone they constantly tried to manage and script, with the weapon. Didn’t they all expect him to run?
Alex may run off to the corners of the world for days, weeks, and maybe one whole month, at a time. He might often find himself in compromising positions with some of the world’s most beautiful and desirable women. But when he was needed, he didn’t shirk his duties.
Luckily, he was entrusted with very few duties. Ribbon cutting was one of the few. It was a hard job to mess up.
He aimed the shears, tugged the two holds apart, and snipped.
The red ribbons fell away, and applause rose up as though he were a child who’d just performed an el
