Chapter 11
Alexander had always kept a tight leash on his
is emotions. But now, he was coming apart at the seams–rage bubbling beneath the surface, ready to erupt
Aloud crash echoed through the office, followed by a furious roar that made the secretary outside jump in fright.
She clutched the documents in her hands, too scared to knock
“Give those to me.
Sophia appeared out of nowhere, plucking the files from the secretary’s trembling grasp. “I’ll take them in. Go handle something else.”
The secretary nodded gratefully, like she’d been given a second chance. “Thank you, Miss Bennett.”
Sophia smiled. She’d grown used to this–breezing past everyone like she belonged, Alexander had made it clear she could go wherever she pleased, ever into his office without knocking.
She pushed open the door–and froze
Alexander sat behind his desk, pale and wild–eyed, staring at his phone like it had betrayed him. Blood stained the cuff of his shirt, dripping slowly from a gash on his hand.
Alex, what the hell are you doing? Hurting yourself now?” Sophia’s voice came out sharp, but her confidence faltered under the weight of his glare. ¡He looked up, eyes red and cold as ice. She instinctively took a step back.
“You told me not to show up at the banquet, and I listened,” she said, trying to keep her tone even as she crossed to his desk and dropped the files. “But let’s get one thing straight–you’re divorced from Emily. So why the surprise party? Why keep dragging her back into your life?”
She folded her arms. “I’ve told you before. If we’re together, it’s all or nothing. I’m not sharing you with some pathetic woman from your past. If you can’t let her go, we’re done.”
She turned a
I away, expecting him to stop her like always. Beg, even. He never let her stay angry for long
But this time, the silence was unnerving
When she glanced back, Alexander was already on his feet, no softness in his expression. Just cold, raw fury. Before she could take a step back, he closed the distance between them, his presence overwhelming
“You don’t have to feel sorry, I-” she started, but the words died in her throat as his hand closed around it
“You really think you measure up to her?” His voice was low, venomous. “You were only ever tolerated because I allowed it. Strip that away, and you’re nothing.”
His grip didn’t tighten much, but his words hit harder than any blow.
Sophia’s heart pounded in her chest. She tried to keep her voice steady. “If I’m so beneath her, then why did you come after me? You don’t need to humor ime—just let me go.”
A slow, twisted smile curled at his lips. “You think you get to walk away? You w
were part of my game. That means I decide when it ends,
Sophia’s stomach dropped. For the first time, she saw it clearly–ho wasn’t just angry. He was unhinged. But the power and prestige she’d gained from being at his side… she couldn’t let go of that now.
“I–I didn’t mean it,” she stainmered, her voice softening. Her eyes welled with tears as she looked up at him, but within seconds, she broke eye c That hollow look in his gaze was too much to bear.
He finally let her go. She stumbled backward, collapsing onto the floor, gasping.
“Get out,” Alexander sald flatly, his tone devoid of warmth.
Sophia scrambled to her feet, brushing herself off. “You’re obviously in a bad mood. I’ll come back later.”
Just as she turned to leave, a knock came at
t the door.
“Sir, the assistant called through the door, voice tense, “we’ve found everything. About Mrs. Harrington.”
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