Chapter - 6

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Alexander's POV:

I was sitting in my room. My shirt was all wrinkled and some button on the top were opened, slightly revealing my broad, toned chest. I had a glass of red wine in my hand while my thoughts were a mess. The curtains of my room was closed, giving ny room a dark yet lonely vibe.. Which basically describes me.

I am so damn wealthy but still i feel really lonely. But hell, i would never admit it to anyone. I was absentmindedly staring at the wall while swirling my red wine and thinking about that one women, Victoria, Victoria Ivy.

After all these years, she is more captivating than ever. Those brown eyes, her long hair which she always ties in a braid, her rosy cheeks and full plump lips.. Hell she's really attractive.

Wait wait wait. No. I cant think that about her. I cant think of her as a attractive women. She's my rival for God's sake! I shook my head and downed my remaining red wine. A groan escaped my lips and i ran a hand thro my messy hair.

"pull yourself together, Alexander" i whispered to myself and i plopped on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I tossed and turned for a while until i fell into deep sleep.

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