Sabina"s POV
“How could he do that?” I asked as Alex held me in his arms. Since I had gotten here ten minutes ago he had done nothing but listen to me whine about Marcus’ short comings. His shirt was now soaking wet because I had literally cried a river on his shoulder.
All Alexander had done was listen to me complain and cry, he didn’t try to rub salt into the wound by over exaggerating the bad in Marcus’ character. He didn’t even try to kiss me, although I kind of wanted him to. He just held me and kept quiet, unlike in Marcus’ house; I received a certain type of respect here with Alex and his employees. And when they saw me crying they all seemed genuinely concerned, including the bulky guy who was always at the door.
After I had cried my heart and eyes out I decided it was time to g
