My Mischievous Millionaire

Part 7- The Side That Should've Been Explained

Alex's POV

"Mr K-Kenway... " I nervously stated.

"What did I say about this room? " He asked before clenching his jaw.

I'm dead. I'm so dead. Prepare my casket, dig my hole, for today, I shall perish.

"Miss Haytham! I'm talking to you! " He shouted. The thunder struck, totally not helping to calm me down.

Don't stutter. Don't show fear. It'll give him power.

"I'm s-so sorry, Mr Kenway. " I stammered. 'Great job.' My subconscious mocked.

"Are your ears for display only? " He cruelly asked.

"N-no, sir. " I nervously replied. I tried to discreetly hide the macabre letter but he immediately noticed my actions.

"What's that behind your back? " He inquired.

"N-nothing, sir." I lied. He didn't believe me. He began walking towards me, fear overcame my body and I was unable to move. Every step he took caused my heart to skip a beat.

"I will not ask again..." He began. "What are you hiding!" He shouted. I tried to prevent the tears that threatened to fall until I could no longer hold it.

He sped-walk towards me, grabbed both my shoulders and began vigorously shaking me.

I closed my eyes and shielded my head with my arms, my body's natural defense mechanism. I completely forgot that I was still holding the apology letter.

He stopped shaking me. Everything fell silent. His hands still firmly clutching my shoulders.

"Where did you get that?" He asked.

"On your d-desk, sir. Please don't kill me! I'm sorry, I just wanted to do something nice because you saved my life by not killing me! " I replied, all in one breathe.

What'll he do next?

Christopher's POV

Is that what I think it is? It's my letter. She read my letter. Couldn't she keep her nose out of my affairs!

"Where did you get that?" I sternly asked.

"On your d-desk, sir. Please don't kill me! I'm sorry, I just wanted to do something nice because you saved my life by not killing me! " she quickly replied.

Kill her? Why would I kill her? Did she not read the complete letter? She thinks I'm a murderer.

I stared around the room and then at her face. Her face was wet with tears and she looked extremely frightened. I hadn't realised how tight I was holding her shoulders until I felt her body begin shaking. I gently let go.

She didn't move. My office sure looked better better than before. I then saw her kind gesture. I frightened her for doing something nice.

I'm a monster. Look at her, trembling like an innocent puppy.

Then I did something I haven't done to anyone in a long time.

"I'm sorry, Alex. "

I apologised.

Her green eyes slowly opened. I put my hand on her head and brought her to my chest.

She stiffened. What am I doing? Her arms sunk to her down to her sides.

"I'm not a monster, Alex. I've never killed anyone. There has been a big misunderstanding. " I tried to coax her. She seemed to have turned to stone.

I was about to put my other arm around her when she immediately flinched and ran out.

I wasn't going to hurt her. I would never hurt her...

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Alex is so fragile and messed up, but it begs the question- Aren't we all? 0_0

Thanks for reading! Please vote and comment if you have the time! 😄