All Chapters of THE HEIR AND HIS TUTOR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

ALEJANDRO’S POVThe Castillo Mansion was a cathedral of quiet wealth.And it was a cold and quiet as a graveyard. long mahogany table. Crystal chandelier. Expensive china no one ever touched without gloves. The kind of place that was built for the dead rather than the living.But here we were, for me, twenty one years and counting.I sat across from my little brother, Diego, who was, as always, hunched over his phone, fingers tapping fast. God only knows what he was really doing on his phone since he failed to have friends and made it his personal statement that social media was for retards like me.My mother, Isabella, looked radiant in a soft silk blouse, though she kept glancing nervously at my father at the head of the table.She was like a quiet trophy wife, just present to keep my father's name as a husband and father.Guillermo Castillo.Head of Castillo Pharmaceuticals. My father. My nightmare.He was cutting his steak with surgeon-like precision, silent, sharp and every mo

Alejandro’s POV I watched him — the so-called “best tutor” my mother could find — standing there in my doorway, fidgeting like he was debating whether to run or faint.I let my eyes drift over him slowly, from the wrinkled shirt clinging to his narrow shoulders to the loose jeans hanging a little too low on his hips. He looked like he hadn’t slept properly in days. Yet, somehow, he was… cute.I knew him. I’d seen him around campus — always sitting in the front row, hand up every five minutes, glasses perched on his nose like he thought the sun rose and set for textbooks. I’d never cared to learn his name until tonight.“Hey,” he stammered, his voice soft, awkward. “I’m Mateo.”I leaned against the doorframe, crossing my arms. “Yeah, you said that before.”He blinked. “Oh.”Something about the way his ears turned pink made me want to smile, but I caught myself. This wasn’t supposed to be cute. This was supposed to be irritating — another of my mother’s desperate attempts to fix