Alexander's P.O.V.

When we were lost in our world, devouring each other's lips, a staff member interrupts us. "Sir, the arrangements are ready."

She moves away from me immediately, feeling embarrassed, and her cheeks turn red with shyness as she looks down.

I order him. "You go, we're coming."

He nods and leaves us alone on the deck of the yacht. I turn my attention back to Alice, who still appears slightly flustered from the interruption. I take a step closer to her ...