I Want More

Alley POV

I settled into my work creating a new design for Ralph, one that didn't resemble a tragic event that affected all of America. I was such an idiot.

Christian left a note on my desk to have a new design to him by five. If it was worthy of his time then he would consider allowing the company to stay open. I'm sure this was a trick to get me alone in his office, but I never fell for one of his traps unless I wanted to.

After hours of drawing, I finished. Not my best work, but it would do. I designed three towers, not regal and pristine like the Marquis trio, but elegant with a touch of wonderland. After all I was definitely feeling that lost down a drug induced rabbit hole vibe these past two days.

"Excuse me, Sir. We have a meeting if you're ready." Everything about my voice was submissive and scared. I knew that's how he liked everyone around him to be.

"I hope this isn't a waste of my time." He waved to me to enter, not even picking his head up from a few files.

I didn't wa