~LAUREN’S POV~

I tossed my phone onto my desk and leaned back in my chair. Rubbing my temples.

Alexandro was infuriated.

Smug, arrogant, and too damn aware of the effect he had on people—on me. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, and worse, he enjoyed it.

And now, thanks to last night, I had the media turning my life into some soap opera.

Just perfect.

A sharp knock on my desk pulled me from my thoughts. But before I could respond. Rosette closed my laptop, causing me to look up from where I sat.

Beside her stood the same man who had pulled me from the reporters earlier....