Serena

Eduardo's Point Of View

The atmosphere in the casino was electric, with the hum of conversation and the clink of glasses. The air was thick with the smell of expensive cologne and cigar smoke, as men and women gambled.

They always had a talent for burying their problems underneath velvet tables in the casino while they pissed away their fortunes with ridiculous bets over the top of them.

Inside the exclusive VIP lounge, I sat with a warm glass of whiskey in my hand. Usually, I would have been out with the others, enjoying the games and entertainment but I wasn't. And it was all because of a certain ex-wife.

No matter how I tried, I couldn't seem to stop thinking about the flowers. About the possibility of her seeing someone else. I groaned at the thought and scoffed. So what if she was seeing someone else? What has that got to do with me? She can fuck around for all I care. It wasn't my business.

"Looks like Mr. Alpha is lost in thoughts." On hearing the familiar voice, I furrowed