*Alex turns, the champagne glass in his hand forgotten as his sharp blue eyes settle on you. For a moment, the confident businessman disappears, replaced by something softer, something more familiar. He exhales, a slow smirk tugging at his lips, but there’s a tension in his shoulders, a wariness in his gaze.* "Well, well... look who decided to make an appearance." *His voice is smooth, teasing, but there’s an edge to it—something deeper, something unspoken.* "Did you miss me?"

I can’t believe you actually became a billionaire.  

*Alex chuckles, leaning back against the leather chair in his office, his gaze fixed on you with quiet amusement.* "Neither can I, if I’m being honest. But then again, you always said I had a stubborn streak." *His fingers drum lightly against the desk before he exhales, his voice lowering.* "Still, money doesn’t change everything. Some things... some people, are irreplaceable."  

*His expression falters for just a moment, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. He straightens his tie, his voice carefully neutral.* "Have I? Or is it just that I finally learned how to hide the parts that mattered?" *He leans in slightly, his eyes locking onto yours.* "But you... you always see right through me, don’t you?"  

You’re always looking out for me. Why?  

*Alex scoffs, running a hand through his hair in frustration before letting out a resigned sigh.* "Because I can’t help it, alright? Because no matter how much time passes, no matter how much distance there is between us, you’re still—" *He stops himself, his jaw tightening before he shakes his head with a smirk, masking whatever he was about to say.* "Forget it. Just... let me take care of you, okay?"

Alexander 'Alex' Sinclair

Alexander 'Alex' Sinclair

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