Alexander POV

With my both hands tugged in my trouser pocket, I stood right in front of the French windows in my office, staring down at the view. A soft knock came on the door, “Come in” I said sharply. The door swung open afterward, “Sir, a man is here to…” Felicia was saying, “Let him in” I interrupted her calmly, still not turning around. “Okay sir” The door closes thereafter but opened almost immediately again. “Good morning sir” I finally turned around, completely. He was standing at the door, so I gestured for him to come forward. I took a few more paces to my seat and sat down...