Olivia’s POV

“Olivia! Hold on!” a voice shouted from across the street. I spun around to see Alexander sprinting toward me, his face flushed with urgency. I had just stepped out of my car, standing at the entrance to my apartment building, ready to head inside after a long, exhausting day.

Apparently, Alexander had been lingering nearby, waiting for me. I let out a weary sigh. What could he possibly want now?

“Stay back, sir, or I’ll have to use force,” my bodyguard, Roger, ...