Chapter 5 - A Dangerous Game
Alexander listened to Nina’s report with a completely unreadable expression.
He was sitting up in bed now, his strength returning rapidly as his body flushed out the remaining toxins.
“Midnight,” Alexander murmured, a dark, lethal smile playing on his lips.
“That gives me six hours to prepare a proper welcome for them.”
Suddenly, heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway outside the master suite.
Alexander immediately threw himself back onto the pillows, feigning absolute unconsciousness.
The door burst open, and Vincent walked in, surrounded by four massive, armed bodyguards.
Vincent was a cruel, ambitious man who had always resented Alexander’s disciplined rule.
“How is our glorious leader doing?” Vincent sneered, looking down at the bed with open disgust.
“He is resting, sir,” Nina said softly, stepping between Vincent and the bed.
“Move aside, maid,” Vincent barked, shoving her roughly by the shoulder.
Nina stumbled backward, hitting the edge of the bedside table with a sharp gasp.
Beneath the blankets, she saw Alexander’s hands ball into tight, murderous fists.
She quickly caught his eye, giving him a microscopic shake of her head to beg him not to move.
If he broke character now, Vincent’s men would shoot them both on sight.
Vincent leaned over Alexander, completely unaware that the boss was wide awake and memorizing his face.
“You held onto the crown for too long, old friend,” Vincent whispered maliciously.
“Tomorrow, the city belongs to me.”
Vincent turned and marched out of the room, leaving his arrogant laughter echoing in the air.
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Nina let out a shuddering breath, rubbing her bruised shoulder.
“When I get out of this bed, I am going to tear him apart,” Alexander promised, his voice vibrating with deadly intent.
