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Laura's POV

I could feel my heart racing as I adjust my silver watch, glancing around the crowded room, waiting for Alexander to arrive. This dinner was something I’ve been looking forward to for days now, it would be my first dinner with Alexander where we actually have something and not just sex. Since the race, we haven't had any dinner, so the anticipation only building the closer it got. And now, finally, he was here, and we were sitting at a round table set up right by the large window. While waiting for the waiter to come and take our orders, I absentmindedly stared at the full-bodied red glass of wine sitting in front of me, my mind lost in thought.

"I don't think that’s yours," Alexander interrupted my gentle ruminations, his cold hand pressing against my wrist, stopping me from reaching the glass.

My eyes found his, and I knew he was hinting that the drink might be laced with something. He had become overprotective and extra caring with me since we started whatever we are do