Liam

The incessant knock on my office door had been grating against my nerves for the last fifteen minutes.

Whoever was on the other side either had a death wish or was determined to test the limits of my patience.

And I knew who it was. Alex.

“It’s either you get your ass in here, or you get out,” I said sharply, not bothering to raise my head from the contract in front of me.

Allen, seated across from me, smirked, clearly amused by my irritation. “I believe Mr. Hemsworth is here to apologize for last night’s... saga,” he remarked.

I scowled, the memory of Alex’s drunken antics and the...