Alex pushed open the grand doors of the Convocation Hall and stepped into the quieter corridor outside. The roar of applause and murmurs faded behind him as the heavy doors clicked shut.
He paused for a moment, rolling his shoulders under the luxurious black-and-gold gown before smoothly removing it and draping it over his arm.
The cool air felt refreshing after the charged atmosphere inside.
His phone vibrated again.
He glanced down and saw a new message in the group chat he had just created with both women.
Luciana Harrington:
"We're at the private lounge, the same one where we first… met you properly. No one is around. Please come quickly."
A dangerous, satisfied smile spread across Alex's face.
'Good girls,' he thought. 'So eager already.'
He smirked deeper, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. 'I just hope you both can come on time… Robert. Tyler.'
