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Chapter 28

Author: Bamdel
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The slam of the office door echoed through the penthouse like a gunshot. My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at the closed door, Alexander’s angry words still ringing in my ears.

“You don’t understand, Leila. This isn’t a game.”

It was always the same with him, walls going up the second things got too close. I clenched my fists, the frustration bubbling up inside me. I wasn’t a fragile doll, incapable of standing by his side. I’d proven that time and time again, yet he kept shutting me out.

I took a shaky breath and followed him, my heels clicking sharply against the hardwood floors. He wasn’t getting away with this, not tonight.

Alexander stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back to me, hands shoved deep into his pockets. The city lights reflected in the glass, casting a kaleidoscope of colours across his tense frame.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.

“No,” he said curtly, not turning around.

“Too bad,” I replied, stepping closer. “Bec
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