I pulled away from Ivan when I heard that voice. It's Alexander.
Who let him come in here?
I thought it was only the models and their teams that were allowed backstage. I turned around, only to be met with his piercing eyes.
"Alexander?" I called stupidly.
He looks so angry. Ivan held my hand, and that was exactly where his eyes were staring at. When I saw that, I removed my hand from Ivan's hold. Ivan stood defensive beside me. I'm sure he thinks Alexander was abusive because I don't know why he suddenly felt like protecting me.
It could be because I told him to stop interfering in matters that don't concern him. He must have thought I meant this.
Oh goodness.
"Do you want me to stay?" Ivan asked, and I shook my head. "You can leave. I'm fine." He nodded and gave Alexander a
