Chapter 88

Madison

The hot shower had worked wonders on my tense muscles. I pulled on my favorite silk pajama set—the pale blue one with tiny stars scattered across it. It was nothing fancy but comfortable enough for me to sink into my plush bed and finally relax after this endless day.

I’d just finished towel-drying my hair when my phone lit up on the nightstand. Alexander Knight’s name flashed across the screen.

What could he want at this hour?

I stared at the phone, debating whether to answer. But who was I kidding? We both knew I would.

“Hello, Mr. Knight?” I settled back against my headboard, pulling my knees up to my chest.

“Ms. Harper? It’s Anthony.” His voice carried an edge of concern that made me sit up straighter. “Alexander’s had too much to drink. I’m sending him home with John, but none of us can access his penthouse. Could you head over there?”

“Of course. I’ll leave right now.”

I hung up and pressed the phone to my chest. W