Alex’s POV
Owen and I exchanged tensed glances for the next few seconds, each person waited in case the other one had something to say.
The events of the last few minutes replayed in my head. It was me trying to get used to a part of Owen I'd never seen before.
Just moments ago, he was calm, his touches soft and gentle. And now, he'd just fired his long-time secretary over me. I didn't know how to feel about it, maybe because I wasn't sure yet what it meant. Could it be that he genuinely cared about me?
Or he was just being possessive and decided to act as if he owned me and I couldn’t take care of myself.
"I'm...I apologize for all of that," Owen stammered, his steps slow and cautious. "It's my fault. I know you don't even wish to join me..."
I had to cut in that very moment.
