Sophia’s POV

Alexander pushes the door open and strolls in, with me coming behind him. This is where he took the bottle of water from. I press my lips together and form a fist as I go in, my head wondering what he wants to do with me. I step aside for him to shut the door.

It’s somewhat dark. Only the light from the hallway on the other side of the room reflects through the windows. There’s a snooker table close to the windows.

He pulls me in, moving deeper into the room.

My heart just ...