~ALEXANDRO’S POV~

The look in Lauren’s eyes when she walked into that room.

I had seen it before.

Fear. Disgust. A silent accusation.

It was the same look my mother used to give me whenever I came home covered in blood. My mother, the woman who gave me life, had looked at me as though I were something monstrous. Something unworthy.

And now, Lauren had seen it too.

How the hell had she even found that room? It was hidden, far from the public eye. A place meant for business, not for innocent eyes like hers.

I never wanted her to see ‘this’ part of me.

Not yet.

This life—this...