Desiree’s POV

My half sister arrived, smiling sweetly and swaying her hips, and I bit my bottom lip and resolved to push him out of my way. Alexander stared at me with a confused look.

"What are you doing here with this man?" she inquires, looking like a supporting sister but sounding like a honey and fake woman. How I hate this woman coming up here and invading my privacy? Duh. I rolled my eyes and folded my arms around my chest,

“Oh, why are you asking that question? He is mine, you know?”

She laughed at me, “Is he your boyfriend?” with her eyebrow raising at me, “Oh honey,...