Chapter 38

Natasha's POV

Alexander leaned against the doorframe, his gaze unfocused, holding half a glass of whiskey. The smell of alcohol wafted from him, making me wrinkle my nose.

"Why aren't you in my room?" His tone was full of reproach.

"I waited in your room for two hours," I explained softly, instin...

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