Chapter 60

I barely get a chance to wash my face when I catch wind of his footsteps on the metal stairway, softly padding down towards me and quickly patting it dry to make myself presentable. Brushing my fingers through my hair fast, trying to fluff it out and tame the wild bedhead. Acting like some desperate teen whose crush came strolling in and cursing myself for such juvenile behaviour. I have more skill than this and more experience in playing men, and I need to stop putting him on some higher pedestal. No man has ever got me in a tizzy like he does, and it’s uncool. Lame as hell.

He is male; therefore, the fundamental basics are the same. He is no different from any man I have ever seduced and coerced. Only this one has an invested interest in me, making him easier to sway.

Well, it would if he wasn’t Alexi Carrero.

The fact remains, I need to stop overthinking and be calm around him; do what I would typically do to entice a sexy beast with pale eyes and a soulless aur