Chapter 183

A strike of lightning lines the dark, gloomy clouds in the distance, reflecting on the rain drops currently sliding down the long glass walls.

Christian gazes outside for a second, then continues to lay his head on the back of the couch he's currently sitting on, his eyes closed.

The mansion is dark, except for the thunder and the city lights outside being the only source that gives his room a dimly lit glow.

He likes the darkness better, though.

Especially on nights like this, when the sound of an incoming thunder, the sound of raindrops harshly pelting against the glass windows, silences all the other noises in Christian's head after a job well done.

He is shirtless, his chest moving up and down with the silence that had started to settle in, only for his lips to twitch upwards in annoyance, and he slowly opens his eyes.

"I thought I said I wanted to be alone tonight?" Christian grits out, voice sounding tired, bordering on annoyance.

Alex scoffs, walking towards the kitchen and swi