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~Alex's POV
"Tell the kitchen to prepare that local dish I like," I said as I stood from my seat, stretching a little. "The one I mentioned last time. With the spicy sauce on the side."
One of the maids bowed quickly. "Right away, Alpha."
As she scurried out of the office, I turned to Luca, who was still organizing the last set of documents into a folder. He raised his brow slowly and then just started laughing.
"What?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
"You," he chuckled. "You're actually planning to deliver homemade food to her yourself?"
I didn't answer.
Luca leaned on the table with a smirk. "I didn't know the mighty Alpha Alex... the mafia boss everyone fears, could fall so hard."
I gave him a long look and rolled my eyes. "Shut up, Luca."
"No, no, seriously," he continued, clearly enjoying himself. "You're practically glowing with excitement just because you're going to see her."
"Glowing?" I snorted. "I'll throw this pen at you."
