Alex's POV I press the intercom again, my voice rises. “Clara, gather David and Megan in the living room. Immediately.” “Yes, sir.” Nicole stands abruptly, her eyes red from crying. Her hands curl into fists as she slowly steps toward me. She stops across from me, the desk standing between us like a barrier. Her palms press softly against the wood as morning light spills through the window, illuminating her face and making her look even more breathtaking. She struggles to meet my eyes, her voice barely audible. “Alex, please… you don’t have to do this.” The words leave her lips like a whisper. “No, I have to do this, Nicole. If I don’t, it’ll keep happening. And I won’t let anyone disrespect you, ever. Not under my roof.” She removes her hands from the table and folds her arms across her chest. “I don’t want to come between you and your siblings,” she says softly. I wheel myself toward her until I’m directly in front of her. Our eyes meet for a moment, but she quickly
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