Madison Trap

ALEXANDER POV

I watched as she quietly sat down beside me. Her smile twisted into something unsettling, a far cry from the pleading expression I had expected. Instead, she simply looked at me with a glint of mischief in her eyes. I would have given anything to know what Madison was thinking at that moment.

Still smiling, she poured wine into the two glasses she held and extended one to me. When I didn’t take it, she shrugged, downed her glass, and then raised the other in a toast.

“Cheers to our new partnership,” she said, her voice dripping with irony, before drinking it down as well.

I stared in bewilderment. She seemed completely unfazed by the phone or the threat I had supposedly issued. It was as if none of it mattered to her at all. When she was done, she took off the robe she had put on earlier when going down to get the wine.

“So Alex, shall we get down to it?”

I flew up from the bed and held out a hand to her, my head spinning with so many questions. “What are you doing, Madi