—Alec’s POV—

The night of the Fort-Nite Ball was forever engraved in my heart, a memory I couldn’t forget.Six years ago, I stepped out of the limousine, ignoring the click of cameras in the distance. The only thing on my mind was getting through this night without unnecessary distractions. Another charity ball, another evening spent entertaining shallow conversations and fake smiles.

And women.

It didn’t matter if I was single or not. They always found a way around me.

My phone buzzed ...