Chapter 87

• Daniel’s POV
• Alpha ​Vesper set the heavy silver fountain pen down onto the mahogany surface with a soft click and slowly glanced up. His dark eyes looked straight in Rosalina's direction, catching her momentary distraction as she stared at him, and for a fleeting moment, something remarkably warm and tender flickered deep in his usually cold expression.
• ​Sitting across the table, I caught that subtle look and inhaled sharply, my heart doing a wild flip in my chest.