“Okay,” Alex says, slightly sullen.
Mahiro snaps forward and takes Alex by the chin, forcing him to look Mahiro in the eyes. “That’s ‘yes, sir,’ Alex. I will have you be respectful in my space.”
Alex’s nostrils flare slightly, and he looks at Mahiro like he wants to pull his head away. He’s lived his entire life with people catering to him, allowing him to have his own way, and even with his best intentions, he’s still struggling to let Mahiro lead him. Please don’t let him be as bratty as Christopher, Mahiro thinks. He could only handle Chris’s attitude once in a while, mostly when he was feeling particularly sassy himself and needed a challenge. But his style was too much for Mahiro every time, so they agreed they’d be better as occasional partners instead of long-term ones. Mahiro loo
