Sleeping...that's what Alex did these days, he wondered if this was meant to happen so early into his pregnancy...what would now happen when he was one full month in....
The estate had its own strange rhythm in the mornings—quiet footsteps of attendants moving through the halls, distant murmurs from the kitchen staff beginning their work, and the occasional voice of a guard exchanging reports somewhere down the corridor.
Alex was half awake when he first noticed that something was wrong.Or rather, something was different.
The hallway outside his room was louder than usual.
He lay there for a moment staring up at the ceiling, his mind still thick with sleep, while the sound of footsteps and muffled voices filtered through the door. There was the distinct clatter of something metallic being moved and the low murmur of someone giving instructions.
Alex frowned slightly.
"What now…" he muttered to himself.
There was never a dull moment in this mother fucking house...!
