Anna's POV:

The drive back to the villa drags on forever.

My fingers dig into my thighs. My jaw aches from clenching.

'He was with Nina. Smiling at her. Looking at her the way he used to look at me.'

The image replays in my mind. Alexander leaning close. Nina's hand on his arm. That soft, intimate smile.

'Like I don't exist. Like I never mattered.'

Nicole whimpers. Confused. Hurt. 'But he's our mate—'

'He's my employer. That's what the contract ...