"Why are there just suits here…..Well nothing suits me like a suit but still."

Alex was standing in front of the open wardrobe wearing nothing but his towel around his waist showing off his sculpted body.

Each muscle is carved precisely, put in its place. having raw power swirling beneath it, The 8-abs along with V-line and that swimmer's physique muscles but toned but buffed just kill shot here not to mention his unreasonably handsome face with that permanent paradoxically evilly innocent smirk on his lips promising both salvation and ruin at once like jewellery always were on it with pride.

He is just walking with hormones on steroids, Who is right now frustrated that there is nothing but suits here.

Yeah suits, do suit him best but so do everything else he wears, there is no need to just wear a suit especially in this extreme heat man.

'Wait?! Alia….Aren't she buying me these, of course that explains everything, that control freak just wanted me to wear what she brought before, *Sigh* I don't want to wear a suit though.'

He was thinking of why the fuck all he had a suits then remember as a good green tea bitch how could have he wasted his money on clothes? It was Alia who just brought it for him to wear.

And given the personality of Alia who is not only a clean freak up but also control freak too, It was easy to understand why.

As she wears suits and pants daily, So Alia was just marking her property in her way…..it's good she was not pissed on him to mark him but then given old Alia's behavior? it's more likely something she would have done.

'That reminds me, Alia is being radio silent…..something isn't right.'

Alex was talking to himself while ransacking so any casual were amongst a sea of suits in his wardrobe while thinking about Alia.

Though Amara handled Helen before by visiting and might have also calmed down Alia but it's not that easy.

Alia is no normal woman, She is a woman worthy to be the main heroine of the both Nathan's and Jack's novel plot.

If simply showing off the S-Rank Amara's threats was easy for her to back away then she wouldn't have held the main heroine title in the both novels.

And given her recently asking for virgins? that woman definitely joined some cult (no, she didn't).

'Whatever, I need to be hugged by my Grace, simple innocent loving Grace to recharge so I can deal with all this bullshit all day.'

Alex suddenly stopped thinking about Alia and everyone else, Even ignoring the gunpowder keg Isabella was right outside there ready to just blast off.

But then he thought of Grace, how simple, how her love has no bound and rules,just endless like superocean endless water…..Oh yeah here is superocean hence the world is technically flat.

Anway, what Alex is missing is the way he didn't have to pretend or act in front of her, He can be hers in his real self and she just loves him the same way without any judgment or criticism, just pure acceptance and a need to please him.

Which is completely opposite from what he had to do with other woman, always have to pretend, always have to be on ground and just do mental gymnastics to avoid war in my own harem.

With her though it was nothing, just simply existing near her can make her give a heartfelt smile, kissing her cheeks was more than handing her roses or expensive gifts.

Simple, nice, loving and most importantly mine.

'She is my super secretary, time to use her talent soon.'

He held black card Isabella gave me before then looked at it then couldn't help but remember Grace is now my secretary and not any one but super secretary, the rewardhr got before raiding her.

Being super secretary she can do anything as long as it's possible and given her enough time to do it.

And so he now wants to create the business empire, use the business talent of Grace thoroughly, let that titled business queen actually stretch her claws out.

This way there would be one more support, a backup for him to use it, It's never too much support when it comes to using it against the protagonist.

"Oh ... .These are the clothes I was wearing when I ran away from home 4 years ago, right?'

He threw away most of the suits aside looking for something to wear casually when he saw some normal looking shirts and pants hiding underneath all these suits.

He picked up the white shirt and felt that it was made from some expensive fabrics, the quality of cotton breathable for skin while smooth like an silk.

Alex checked and there was no branding anywhere about the brand, Just a pure white shirt which surprisingly without any yellowish stains on.

Then when looked at closely there were just two initials of A.W. on the side of his collar button underneath woven in scarlet blood red threads.

A was on the right side while W on the left, small enough to not be noticed normally, big enough for anyone who is looking.

"Is it even going to fit me?'

He held the shirt and asked himself as he changed a lot from 4 years ago, though even then he was toned but never this much.

Still curiosity got the better of him as he just started putting on the shirt.

"Well what do you say? It's a perfect fit…..definitely witchcraft."

He wore the dress and then stunned, Not only the dress he was wearing was not too tight to tearing it nor it was manageable but its was perfect fit like it was just handmade right now for himself by a tailor.

"Well it's great to see something didn't change brother, You're still saying that after wearing clothes made by 'her', Well she would love to hear that, Her craft is tagged as Witchcraft….again haha."

Amara was leaning against the door frame watching him with teary eyes remembering a day he ran off, that was her nightmare and then she burst out giggling hearing him still saying that about that dress.

(A/N : He was pretty much a prince in name only, so of course he had a personal tailor.

Like always thank you for reading and have a good day 😁.)