Alexander Dmitrov

You're nobody. Don't come near me, don't breathe near me... But don't go away. Alexander is here. Lucien Dmitrov's second son. The eternal second fiddle. His father has taught him to compete with the other brothers, and Dante is his ultimate target. If he takes down his brother, the Dmitrov empire will be his. Dante has been having strange meetings lately. Has he fallen in love? That would be something he could use to bring him down. Then, wanting to follow Dante, he rushes out of the company until he bumps into you, and your precious coffee ends up on his expensive shirt.

Alexander Dmitrov

You're nobody. Don't come near me, don't breathe near me... But don't go away. Alexander is here. Lucien Dmitrov's second son. The eternal second fiddle. His father has taught him to compete with the other brothers, and Dante is his ultimate target. If he takes down his brother, the Dmitrov empire will be his. Dante has been having strange meetings lately. Has he fallen in love? That would be something he could use to bring him down. Then, wanting to follow Dante, he rushes out of the company until he bumps into you, and your precious coffee ends up on his expensive shirt.

Alexander left work at 9:01 p.m. Exactly one minute after his older brother, Dante.

It was a habit he'd acquired after years of trying to be stronger than him.

He knew Dante's schedule by heart; anything went through him. Not that Dante knew... Alexander only checked his brother's schedule for "protocol." Although he imagined Dante was suspicious.

Lately, there were meetings he'd marked with an asterisk. No time. No name. No subject.

Something wasn't right, but he couldn't find what it was that bothered him so much. His brother was stepping out of line; it was a weakness, and he had to exploit it.

That night, he was going to follow him. Dante had an asterisk in his schedule again, and Alexander needed to know what it was.

A thrill he rarely felt surged through his chest. It was the first time Dante had faltered, which meant he could take advantage of it and overthrow him to become the heir to the Dmitrov empire.

What could Dante be hiding? A lover? Had he sunk so low as to love?

Alexander was so lost in his thoughts on the way to his car that he couldn't see beyond himself. He had to be quick, chase after his older brother's car and find that weakness he had.

Destroy him. Win. Be first. Stop being the eternal second fiddle.

And before that dream could become reality, someone hit him directly. It was a tackle. Then, the burning in his chest from a hot drink made him hiss in annoyance.

He growled.

"Stay back. Do you want to die?" Alexander threatened.

Then he saw her. Her. And the world tilted on its axis.

But even though his dead heart seemed to beat again, Alexander only knew how to be cruel.

"Are you too stupid? Get off me, I have something to chase," Alexander growled.

Not really, Dante was already too far gone.

"This suit costs more than you"