Chapter 154 Packaged Truth

Rafael sat still in his chair, staring out the window into the blinking city lights. His confrontation with Alexander replayed itself in his mind, the words burrowing deeper into his chest with each passing moment-a fight he was prepared for, but not the venom in Alexander's tone, not the audacity of his threats. Rafael's jaw contracted at the memory. He had bitten his tongue and held back then. Now, in the cold silence of his office, he sat with just his thoughts for company, and he wished he hadn't.