I enjoy every slitted scowl she sends my way. Though it wasn’t my discovery that freed Bates, she’s invested in beating me. Hearing my little, meek Alexis tear down the prosecution’s case in a matter of seconds was thrilling. She took control, owning a power she never knew she possessed. I saw it in her eyes the moment she scented weakness; the second the ACA faltered, giving her an in to strike. I’m crawling out of my skin to touch her. Devour her newfound power. I’m seconds away from hauling her into the dirty bathroom and fucking her up against a stall, when Bates exits through the door. I adjust my slacks as I stand, dampening all arousing thoughts, before I approach my client. “I swear, you’re a genius,” Malcolm says, shaking my hand. I nod toward Alexis standing at my side. “I appreciate your confidence, but this was all the doing of Miss Wilde, my secret weapon here.”
