Finally, Alexander looked away.
"Don't let this happen again."
Alicia's lips curved into a faint, almost amused smile.
"Thank you, CEO Blackwood."
The title created distance.
Clear. Intentional.
Alexander left shortly after and went downstairs for dinner.
The house remained quiet.
Too quiet.
When he returned to the bedroom later, the soft sound of running water came from the bathroom.
A few minutes later, the water stopped.
Noticing Alicia staring intently at her phone, Alexander leaned over, resting his head lightly against her shoulder.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing. Just scrolling," Alicia replied quickly, locking her phone and lowering it.
In truth, she had been using a secondary account to browse the OTP fan hashtags on Twitter. Clips from the press conference had already been edited and uploaded, their interactions replayed and dissected by countless viewers.
Seeing the faint trace of guilt on her face, Alexander narrowed his eyes.
