A Thief's Kiss

4| Solution

Chapter 4: Solution (Alexander's POV)

I don't know what happened to me when we got a hold of her. I wasn't taught to act like this with women and I never have before. But the second I got close to her, all I saw was red. 

She brought out the worst in me for no apparent reason. Not one that I know of anyway. And just to make sure it doesn't happen again, she needs to be kept as far away from me as possible. 

I climbed into the car, sitting beside her. One of the guards came with us. The other stayed behind to make sure nobody else got hurt in our chaos and to pay for any damage we caused to anything being sold at one of the stalls. I sighed in anger, staring out of the window as the car started heading to the palace. 

"Where are you taking me?" 

I didn't answer her and continued to focus on my breathing. 

"Hello? I'm asking you," she huffed, trying to undo the handcuffs. She struggled and no doubt, the metal was cutting through her skin. 

Maybe I shouldn't have tightened those to that extent. 

She cried, mumbling curses under her breath while continuing to try. 

"Stop moving around," I said as calmly as I could. She ignored me and tried persistently. I grabbed her arm, pulling her closer. "I said stop moving around," I said sternly. 

She huffed but listened to me. She wasn't looking at me. Aria Rose. She's never been caught committing a theft. That's the problem. And even today, although I caught her, I have no proof of what she did. Because ultimately, I'm the one with the watch. I reached behind her, loosening the cuffs. 

She sighed instantly in relief, her shoulders relaxing. I let her go and she moved back, settling into her seat. "You can't do anything. You know that right?" she scoffed. 

"If you want those handcuffs to stay loose like that then keep quiet." 

She rolled her eyes and both of us resumed staring out of our windows. When we arrived at the palace, I was first out of the car. Just being around her angers me. I walked inside without waiting for her, hearing her groan as the guard pulled her out and forced her to follow me. 

"I can walk on my own," she mumbled. 

When we made it inside, I headed to the living room while taking my blazer off and unbuttoning the sleeves of my shirt while loosening my tie. "Mr. Harry!" 

He came rushing over. "Yes, sir?" 

"Call my parents, please. Both of them." 

He nodded before scurrying back out. Aria was brought and she stood in front of me. 

"Uncuff her," I ordered. The guard took the handcuffs on and she brought her wrists forward, rubbing them while hissing in pain. I looked down at her wrists. They were bruised but her right wrist also had a small cut on it. 

"Where's my hat?" She turned to the guard. He handed it to her. She grabbed it possessively, dusting it clean and holding onto it. "Now what?" she asked, running a hand through her hair. 

I glared at her and continued ignoring her. I sat down on the one-seater, waiting for my parents to walk in. They came inside, utterly confused while the other guard who accompanied me entered the palace. They both were standing on either side of Aria who had now moved and stood a few feet behind my chair. I rested my elbow on the armrest and held my chin in my palm while my parents' footsteps echoed before they appeared. 

They were talking to each other and took their seats without glancing up at me. My father whispered something to her before they turned to me. "Now what..." my father trailed off, his eyes going to Aria. "Who is this?"