ALEXANDRO’S POV.

The dinner had settled into the familiar rhythm of light conversation and friendly banter. However, the atmosphere at this particular table had an exciting spark that made it truly enjoyable.

I hadn’t defaulted once on my role as Lauren’s dutiful, besotted boyfriend, and to be honest, I was enjoying myself far more than I expected.

Lauren sat stiffly beside me, her hand trembling slightly in mine. Her calm appearance hid a storm of emotions underneath, which was always interesting to watch.

She flinched every time I brushed my thumb against her knuckles or leaned in just a little too close.

“So easily ruffled,” I mused, suppressing a smirk....