Chapter 37 : Are you stupid?

Alexa's POV

My feet refused to move after the realization dawned on me that I'd be having this meeting alone with Morgan.

“Is something the matter, Miss Jones? Please, take a seat," he said, pointing to the seat across from him. My chest felt constricted by his form of address. Was he angry at me? Or had he switched to a business mood because we were about to discuss business? ‘Not mixing business with pleasure, I see’

Nodding in acknowledgement, I walked to the seat and sat down. Compared to his usual dress up in tailored suits that seem to be custom made just for him, he was dressed casually in a black shirt and jeans. The sleeves of his shirt were folded, showing his strong arms, and he held a lit cigar elegantly in his hands. The curl of the smoke from the cigar blocked his face, making it slightly blurred and giving him a mysterious vibe.

I felt intimidated in his presence by how overbearing he was acting and wished there were other people present at the meeting, but it seems