Ella
Yesterday’s kiss may have momentarily distracted the press from the contract scandal, but that didn’t mean I wanted to spend more time with Alexander than absolutely necessary.
Especially not after last night.
But Alexander was right; the press would be watching us like hawks over the coming days, and we had to at least make an attempt to look like the happy, loving couple we had pretended to be yesterday.
“Ready?” Alexander asked as I made my way down the stairs. I had changed into a pair of jeans, boots, and a light sweater to combat the spring chill outside.
I nodded and grabbed my bag off the foyer table before following him out the door.
The moment we stepped outside, camera flashes erupted from the bushes lining the road outside the large fence surroundi
