Alexander's POV

Hearing her cry in her office hurt me but it was for the best. Her face when I told her she was just like every other woman that would open their legs because they got gifts from a man killed me inside, but I had to stand my ground.

When I woke up beside her on Sunday morning, I was expecting to feel neutral, just the way I'd feel with any other woman but the feelings that hit me were overwhelming.

I had the urge to trace out her beautiful cheekbones and run my hands through her hair as she slept. The fact that I woke up to...