Bonds

Chapter 64

-Alex’s POV-

The stark white light reflecting off the computer screen cast a harsh glow on my face as I scrolled through the files Christian had compiled. Lines of text blurred together, names and dates dancing before my eyes, yet a nagging itch persisted in the back of my min

Something wasn’t clicking, a piece of the puzzle stubbornly refusing to fit.

Across the table, Christian sprawled back in his chair, a frown etched into his usually bored face. My gaze drifted back to the file, landing once more on Miranda’s picture, her calculating eyes staring back at me. Then, it flicked to Ivan’s file – a picture of stoic perfection.

then, I’d brushed it off as simple diligence, gathering all the necessary

Ivan truly the flawless alpha he projected, or was he a master of disguise, expertly concealing a storm of

of my internal monologue. “What does it mean when someone doesn’t answer your text?” he asked, his

my head up, startled.

the frown, holding up his phone for emphasis. “A text. Specifically, what does it mean when a

he’d sprouted a second head. The urge to laugh bubbled up but something in

outlandish that for a moment, I simply stared, speechless. Christian never worried. He breezed through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts and discarded flings in his wake. He simply didn’t care enough

he was and against my better judgement,

mystery woman holding you hostage with