Chapter 184

Olivia POV

I thought about this, considering how to answer. "He's more relaxed. Funnier. Still commanding and intense, but in a different way. Sometimes he likes to be barefoot." I smiled at this small detail I'd come to find endearing.

"Barefoot?" Ariana repeated. "I can't even picture it. Alexander Carter without those Italian leather shoes?"

"It humanizes him," I explained. "Makes him real."

"And what about his family? How are they treating you?" Claire asked.

I took another sip of my drink before answering. "His grandfather, Harold, is actually pretty sweet to me. Victoria is... well, Victoria."

"Still a bitch?" Emilia asked bluntly.

"She's not thrilled that I'm the new Mrs. Carter."

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