Alexander's POV
One thing about fear? It was fickle.
The strong allowed this fear to show when it came, but the weak tried so hard to keep it inside.
Excitement tingled in my veins as I stared at him, now finally seeing the emotion I wanted to draw from him. Fear.
" You can't touch me. You seem to forget who I am. My father is the owner of one of the biggest companies in New York.
You think the officers would really let someone like you lay their hands on me? In fact, my lawyer will be here soon," he said.
It was impressive, really. How he managed to talk without his voice faltering for one bit, without his fast-growing fear showing on his face.
I walked slowly towards where he was lying, his body instantly adjusting away from me as I smirked.
" I just want names and I will be ou
