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"Why do you live so far away from the city?" I asked as the car left behind the city and was on the highway.
"I like my boundaries." He muttered, his eyes fixed on the road, driving at a ridiculously fast pace.
"But isn't it inconvenient?"
"It's just a 30 minute drive. I do have the penthouse at the hotel permanently booked under my name. I usually spend the week nights there. But I want you all to myself tonight. The hotel's just too crowded for that."
The house was palatial yet cavernous. It was modern and neat and equipped with the finest Italian furniture; yet it didn't feel warm or homey. It felt all too perfect. It was like every wall resonated with his sweet sadness.
Alex escorted me to the living room. The walls were painted a muted white only broken by some paintings.
"What would you like to eat? James, my chef, lives right next to the house. I'll just summon him."
"No...that's not necessary. It's two in the morning. I already had dinner at work."
"Let's get you to sleep then." He took my hand and led me into his master bedroom. It was opulent, like the rest of the house. Three of the four walls were glass and the only concrete wall was painted black. There were two armchairs, a mini library that stocked classics and a large king size bed. I couldn't help but notice a gramophone player on his side table. He had been listening to our record! I wanted to hug myself.
"Black seems to be the theme here."
"I have a dark soul, Katy." He shrugged. Oh no, you don't. How could I make this man understand how perfect he was?
"I need to change. These jeans are killing my legs." Quick note to self: Never buy clothing from Target.
"Well, you could look through my stuff." He smiled.
I went in his walk in closet. Unsurprisingly, his wardrobe was finer than mine could ever be in a million years. I saw a thin, grey shirt lying crumpled in the corner. It smelt of him, it felt of him...it was unwashed so it was strongly scented with his scent. I tried it on. It went down to my hips, partly covering my under wear. I rolled up the sleeves and let my hair down. Better.
"Are you wearing my night shirt?" Alex's eyes darkened as I entered the bed room.
"You owe me an interview. I have to submit the article by Friday." I said, trying to distract him.
"Write whatever you want, I don't mind."
"I do." I protested. Not because it was my first article at Cosmo but mostly because I was going to write about him, the man I adore. He was the most perfect, amazing, enchanting person I had ever met and I wanted to do justice to him. "And I'm still mad for earlier."
"Fine....only three questions and then we go to bed." He rolled his eyes.
Yes! I could finally ask Alex questions without being told off; this was official work and Alex was damn serious when it came to work. I mentally began raking my head for all the possible questions I could ask him that came under the realm of an interview.
"You already had a thriving family business in Beverly Hills. What inspired you to set up a personal company here in New York all by yourself?" I had been doing some background research for the interview. Alex had really outdone himself in the past couple of years. He had set up an empire of broad based hotel, tourism, transport and catering group while given all their Beverly Empire to Jane.
In a most formal manner, Alex spoke. "Power....I like having things in my control." Oh, you sure as hell do. I frowned a little remembering my earlier disgraceful kidnap. He went on to deliver a well versed answer in a most confident tone. I could feel him revert back to his Alpha state and for some unfathomable reason, it was ridiculously hot. I didn't realize he had finished his answer as I stared at him.
"Miss Hayden, although I do appreciate you looking at me that way, I would like this interview to be over with." Shit. Unprofessional, Hayden. Thank God for recorders. I could listen to the tape later on when I was not besieged by his presence.
"Are you single?" The words escaped my mouth.
He narrowed his eyes. Yes, I wanted him to answer that although it wasn't exactly asked for. I wanted to see what he thinks of 'us' and this arrangement.
"That is a very personal question, Miss Hayden. My dating life is very private." He got up and started walking towards me. My breathing hitched. "I have a better job for your smart mouth."
He swept me off my feet in one swift move and placing his one hand on my waist and the other in my hair, he kissed me, possessing my mouth, my body and my soul. "I want you so bad." He said, as his lips made his way to my neck.
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I woke up to bright sunshine filtering through the net curtains. It was a beautiful morning.....birds were chirping. I couldn't remember the last time I woke up so peacefully. This place was amazing; I have to give Alex that. I turned around but Alex was not beside me. Instead he was on his knees beside the bed, his head in his hands and looked extremely stressed.
"Good morning." He did not respond. "Is everything alright?"
"Katy, you said something in your sleep last night. Did you mean it?" He rasped. What now? I began scanning all the worst things I could have possibly said to piss him off. But I couldn't find anything.
"I don't have a clue. What did I say?" I asked him nervously.
"You said you loved me."
Crap. My cheeks burned red. Although I had to admit it was true, I didn't intend to just blurt it out in the middle of the night to freak Alex out.
"Did you mean it?" He commanded me to answer.
"Yes." My voice was only a little whisper.
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