ALINA
Alex picked me up for the birthday celebration just like I had asked him to.
Well, calling it a request would be stretching the truth.
The moment the car rolled into the long driveway, cameras immediately began flashing from every direction. Alex stepped out first, straightening his suit before making his way around the vehicle. He opened my door with an exaggerated display of gentlemanly charm and offered me his hand.
Forcing a smile onto my face, I accepted it.
The second my hand slipped into his, he tightened his grip and guided me toward the decorated entrance of the hall. Everywhere we went, people greeted him warmly. He smiled back, shook hands, and posed effortlessly for the paparazzi who seemed determined to capture every second of his arrival.
To anyone watching, we pr
