NINE: P.S, I HATE YOU.

With an eyebrow raise, he turned to leave the major dressing room, heading to the familiar path to Dominique's office. It was a two way thing, either he was in his fashion studio, whipping up new designs or he was in his office, sitting with his legs crossed and doing lesser energy consuming activities.

Hoping it was the latter, he headed straight to his office. That was going to be the only way he would be able to get him to talk to him with his attention fully on him.

His little prayer got accepted as the moment he set foot into his cousin's office, he spotted him seated on one of the rather comfortable looking sofas, serving wine into a glass.

"Alexander?" Dominique failed to hide his surprise on seeing his cousin. "What are you doing here? Aw, did you miss me?"

"You wish," he scoffed, taking a seat next to him. "I'm here to get new clothes."

"For yourself? So randomly?"

He hesitated before replying, yanking the wine glass from his cousin as he did. "No. I'm getting Elaine new