Xander's POV Hearing the humming of a familiar tune from the bathroom, I sit on the edge of the bed trying to figure out where I know the tune from.Instead of recalling where, an image pops into my head.A forbidden image of Alex wearing nothing underneath as the shower keeps running alongside the tune.Realizing how silly of a thought it is, I shake my head, slapping myself mentally to shove away the thought. To keep my mind busy, I drum my finger on the bed as I think over what Mom and I discussed over dinner.I am wondering why she wants to have a lone time with Alex. What questions does she have? Is this a way to question her without my presence? Why exactly is she doing this?Suddenly, the tune stops, and my thoughts drift back to the woman in the frosted bathroom taking a shower.From the running sound of the shower, I am sure she is still bathing. Perhaps she is washing her hair from the strange scent of shampoo drifting through the closed door.Another image leaps into my h

Xander’s POVThe wriggling of her toes jerks me out of my reverie, making me stare at her delicate small feet.We've been in complete silence since we left Cuba. I was too mad to start a conversation with her or even ask if she was okay.I've been deep in thought, thinking of how best to get to this woman without having to use Alexa.Obviously, I can't do this without her and the agreement was not using her to get my revenge on that evil woman.I should have known that the trust fund had no condition whatsoever. Why she lied to me about having to be married is what baffled me even though I know it is all a ploy to get it all to herself.After what Daniella did, I vowed never to have a thing with any woman. I despise the thought of commitment or venturing into another relationship. Deep down, I know having lost Daniella means not having another woman ever again.Daniella was so good. Yet she left. She betrayed me. I can't wait to get to Costello’s office. I need to know what is going