Chapter 26

Scarlett As soon as the door clicked shut behind Lucien, the tension in the room shifted. Not lighter. Not heavier. The silence in the room wasn’t peace—it was pressure. Earlier when Lucien made me choose and I chose to stay to talk to Alexander, I briefly recalled how his eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. Thinking about his expression made my heart tighten. But I want to talk to Alexander—not to get back to him, but to clear things up with him. I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt such a heavy stare from Alexander. His eyes were on me. Hungry. Possessive. And with those fake affectionate gazes at me. I took a step back; my heart was still racing from Lucien’s exit. “Tell me, what is it that you want? You have fourteen minutes to talk to me.” He gave me a lopsided smile. “Come on, Scarlett. I know you still want me. Stop pretending.” I rolled my eyes and gestured around the room. “How many layers is your face? You fucking just broke into my quarters and cornered me around like s