Chapter 4

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-Alex's POV-

I suddenly smirk as I got an idea, what if I go undercover as a commoners and see who falls for me then, better yet, why not start now. I gave the lady behind the counter my order and paid as she prepared my coffee.

I walk towards a hairdresser, luckily there's no paparazzi around.'What would you like today sir?' the man asks as i sit in the chair and he secures a hairdressing cape around my neck.

'I dont want a stubble anymore and i want my hair styled differently, maybe a small trim' I tell him, he nods and pulls out the scissors, here goes.

By the end of the hour, he has snipped at the ends of my hair, it doesn't look that different, but instead of it being pushed up into its normal quiff, now its kind of floppy, and hangs over my eyelashes. kind of like what it looks when i step out of the shower. My jaw is smooth and clean shaven, I smile and pay, leaving a generous tip.

Next i head to Pull & Bear, instead of buying my usual suits and fancy clothes I pick a different outfit, i pay for a pair of ripped jeans, a plain white shirt and a zip up black hoodie and a pair of plain white trainers with no brand mark on them. After paying slip them no, no one knows my plan.

Maybe i should try acting like a homeless person and if anyone notices me, I'm sure the will. I take a seat at the edge of an alley way as people pass by, some rushing and some strolling, i sit there for a few minutes, the odd person throwing me their loose change, i sigh.

I hate downgrading myself and having people throwing pennies at me, it has been a good hour or two and I've collected fifty pence in coppers, I also managed to rent out an apartment in an old building, I am beginning to get angry now, this is a bad idea, maybe I should just be a commoner, like that james guy.

As I'm about to get up and leave, a woman comes over, she looks only a couple of years younger then me, my mouth falls agape, she is beautiful. I only expect her to give me change, but she doesn't, instead she puts her hand out in front of me, curiously I took it, I don't understand what she is doing, then she pulls me up to stand, looking over my now dirty clothing.

She keeps holding my hand, sparks jolting through my arm, making it feel tingly, but I don't say anything and neither does she, I follow her into a café, she orders 2 plates of burgers and chips and 2 glasses of coke and a bottle of water, I raise an eyebrow, she's buying me lunch, she is buying a homeless person lunch.

I follow her to an empty table and sit opposite her, she gives me my food and a bottle of water. I look at her as she eats. She is truly beautiful; her hair is long reddish-brown, reaching her lower back and is straight with a bit waves. Her eyes are a mesmerizing light brown color, her smooth skin is slightly tan and her teeth gleaming white, her lips are pink and soft.

'Why did you help me?' I ask, curious.

'You were begging on the street and you didn't get much so I thought I would help you'her voice sounds like a choir of angels, corny, I know. I lick my lips, intrigued.

'Have you been in a difficult situation before?' I ask her.

'Not really but i know if i did then i would want someone to help me' she shrugs a shoulder, I look down at my food and start eating it, the last time i ate a burger was when i was a child, i cannot even remember the taste, but as i take a bite, it's good.

'What's your name?' I ask her glad that she hasn't recognized me.

'Jessica Robin, and you?' she asks.

'Alex Xavier' I know its risky telling her my real name i should've thought of a different name.

She giggles 'You have the same name like the multi-billionaire Alex Xavier' The barber did do a good job i probably wouldnt be able to recognize myself.

'Yeah except that I am the complete opposite of him' I play along she probably knows me through magazines and all.

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