Chapter 69

“I wish I could; you have no idea.” Alexi slumps back into his seat and stares at the ceiling momentarily, deflated and almost exhausted. His brimming prick has subsided, and he seems a hell of a lot less aggressive so quickly. I know it’s an act, and I don’t buy anything he says.

“So, it’s my fault now, is it?… Some weird pull to make my life an endless misery?” I laugh sardonically, enraged at such a stupid statement.

Fucking prick.

Alexi looks across at the people climbing over seats to get closer together and the lively atmosphere and sighs again. His whole demeanour has lost that intimidation, and he seems like he did when we arrived, only not so happy anymore.

“You have no clue, London. Can we stop fighting and forget this shit until tomorrow? I brought you here to have fun, not a battle, not drama, and you upset. I brought you because I am trying to treat you how you deserve to be treated. I am TRYING to make you feel like I want you in my life, even i