Alexander’s P.O.V.

I sit in my chair, puffing on my cigarette, when suddenly the door of my room bursts open and Edward enters the room.

“Why did you cancel such a vital deal, Alex?” By the look on his face, I already understood that he would ask me this.

I can’t tell him I did it for Alice, my submissive. Then he’ll question me about why I did this for my submissive, and I’ll have no answer.

Because even I am seeking an answer to this question. Why, why am I becoming so possessive of my submissive? What exactly is she doing to me?

“I fought with the client.” I...