Alexander’s POV

The morning light filtered softly through the curtains as I woke before Olivia, my gaze drifting to her phone on the nightstand. She lay beside me, tangled in the sheets, her peaceful sleep an invitation to curl up next to her.

But I had a more intriguing task at hand. I picked up her phone, a mischievous grin spreading across my face as I typed out a message to Ethan.

“Stay away from my woman,” I wrote. “Enough games. Olivia and I are happy, and she doesn’t need ...