Chapter 32

• Amira
• I still have coherent thoughts but I also know that I have let myself be consumed in this moment, Carter’s possessiveness was a turn on, even though I’d damn a man to hell for thinking that I was some sort of property of his but I know that Carter has a certain level of respect for me and my opinions. Not like a lot of the men in our world who view their women as prizes to show off as some sort of consolation prize, I wouldn’t let a man treat me like that anyway.
• I’m surprised how much wine Alexander has consumed and is still as sober as when he first walked in here, it has been a few years since I have spoken French but since Carter informed me of who we were meeting it was good that I refreshed myself with some self-conversation. Thankfully the last time I saw Alexander was when I was five and he was nearly twelve so I don’t really remember him much and luckily for me he didn’t recognize me from the dealings that he has with my father. I am interested to see just how much Alexander will be willing to hand over to Carter, so it is imperative that I end his life before he has a chance to burn my father, his business and inevitably me to the ground, because if Carter ever learns who I am…he will not associate himself with me and will use me as the greatest leverage against my father, and honestly since it has been so long since my father and I have had a face to face conversation, I’m not so sure he would break for me.