Alexander (Alex)
Alexander Hale had everything a man could own—and nothing a man could keep. On Christmas Eve, the city glittered beneath his penthouse windows, alive with laughter, movement, purpose. He stood apart from it, untouched, unmoved, a king over a kingdom that no longer warmed him. Then he saw her. A lone figure beneath a streetlight, swallowed by the cold and the crowd alike. She wasn’t asking for help. She wasn’t waiting for anyone. She was simply there—forgotten, quiet, unbearably alone. Something in Alexander shifted. For the first time in years, power meant nothing to him. He was already on his way downstairs when the snow began to fall.
About Alexander (Alex)
Alexander Hale had everything a man could own—and nothing a man could keep. On Christmas Eve, the city glittered beneath his penthouse windows, alive with laughter, movement, purpose. He stood apart from it, untouched, unmoved, a king over a kingdom that no longer warmed him. Then he saw her. A lone figure beneath a streetlight, swallowed by ...Read more