#Chapter 52: A Good Time

Ella POV After a few minutes, the driver pulled onto a narrow road that looked more like a service entrance. It took me a moment to realize we were entering through a private gate. The driver flashed some kind of ID to security, and we were waved in without hesitation. "I didn’t know there was another entrance back here," I said, glancing around. "It’s a VIP entrance," Alexander explained. "With access to the private boxes." My eyes widened, and I looked at him, incredulous. "You have a private box?" "Of course I do," he said with a laugh. "I usually only come to games for business—meeting with clients, showing off a little. You know, when you're hosting those kinds of meetings, you need a private space where you can still have conversations. That doesn’t happen in the stands." "I guess that makes sense," I said thoughtfully, though I couldn’t help but add, "Still, it seems like a shame for people to sit in those expensive boxes and not actually watc