Chapter 68 - Darren

“Why do you get this whole floor to yourself for your office while we are stuck downstairs?” Alexander questioned as he wandered around André’s office.

“Because I’m Alpha and this has the best light and my own terrace.” André scoffed as he dramatically sprawled across the sofa to rest his head on my lap.

‘It’s like he doesn’t know me at all.’ André snickered in our link.

I sighed, shaking my head. André had taken all the furniture out of the space to make his own choices. The term Alison used when he did a video tour for my sister-in-laws was Glam.

You’d not know this was supposed to be an office outside of the mirror with metallic silver borders and tapered legs, the writing desk centered in front of a row of windows. It’s like that one little area was reserved for the office. 

He has the mirror desk, a blue velvet tufted back desk chair, two blue silver velvet tufted lounge chairs, and a couple of bookcases for storage anchored by an ab