13: What he thinks of her

ALEXANDER

Her type was the worst.

I knew her game. Right from the moment I saw her at dinner, dressed like a whore with her cleavage almost spilling out from the poor excuse of a gown she wore.

I could already tell what her game was. But still, I wasn't prepared to have her go for it immediately, bringing up how Logan had ruined her business was a way of digging her fawns into my father’s wealth.

She was so shameless about it and even had the audacity to look offended when I pointed out the obvious to her.

And to prove me right, she showed up at my company the next day and coincidentally stumbled on me and Maeve and she watched us. The smell of her arousal was so strong that it drowned out everything.

I knew she wished she was the one on her knees, taking my cock down her pretty throat and she proved me right in that elevator.

Proved me even more right when she coincidentally stumbled on Maeve bent over the table and my cock thrusting into her wet core. She didn't walk away like