Alexander’s Pov
I sat in my office on Friday and stared at the phone, because it had been few days since Anna drove away with the envelope. I kept telling myself the whole thing was finished, but every time I closed my eyes I saw the way she looked up at me after the first night and said,
“Thank you, Sir.” I felt her body shake under my hands, so I picked up the phone and texted her, “Come to the house this weekend. Saturday night. Same rules, i will pay double.”
She answered right away, “Yes, Sir. I will be there.”
Saturday night came, and the gates opened at eight. Her old car rolled in, and she stepped out wearing jeans and a plain shirt with her hair loose around her shoulders. She walked straight to the door, and I opened it myself because I sent the butler away. I said, “Come in.
