"We're almost there," the redhead murmured, his earlier excitement carefully tucked behind a calm facade. But the brightness in those blue eyes gave him away.
Alexei was practically glowing.
They drove for a long while until the entire city was left behind.
The car made a final turn into a private lane flanked by trimmed hedges and discreet security cameras. It stopped at the base of a tall building, which appeared understated in its elegance.
There was no grand sign, no fountain, no glaring lights. Almost as if this were some secret headquarters.
A doorman bowed deeply the moment Alexei stepped out. "Young master. Everything has been prepared."
Elijah had jokingly called Alexei young master many times in his thoughts, but that was the first day he had heard others say the same title with so much respect.
Every time he heard it, it became clearer to him.
