AmeliaI burst into my office, seething with anger and frustration from Alexander's harsh tone. "He has no filter with me," I fumed, pacing around the room. "One minute he's charming and affectionate, and the next, he's cold and dismissive." I shook my head, trying to process my emotions. "I'm so fed up with his mood swings. Honestly, sometimes I just can't stand him." I grumbled to myself, flopping down in my chair. My phone rang, cutting off my rant. I felt a wave of relief wash over me when I saw the name of the caller. "Hey, girl! How's it going?" Hayley's cheerful voice asked. I let out a deep sigh. "Not going well, Hay."She immediately picked up on my tone. "What happened? Any of the employees upset you?" She asked."No, it's the great Alexander being his usual infuriating self. God! I don't know what he feels like sometimes.""What did he do?""What he knows how to do best. I understand that I'm his wife, but that's no excuse for speaking to me the way he does.""Aw, sorry
Alexander I was stumped, I had no idea what to say. All I knew was that I was going to prove to them that I know fun things to do. "What do people do for fun?" I muttered to myself."You don't know? You're certainly not a fun person. "Hmmm. We could go see a concert or a movie." I said."How is that fun?" She asked."People enjoy that sort of thing.""To some it is. It's just not fun to me." She countered. "You don't know what's fun? That's no surprise. You don't have to try proving anything."I struggled to come up with something fun, but my mind was blank. I thought of other enjoyable activities, and then, memories of when I was little came to mind- happy times spent baking with my mum in the kitchen. A smile spread across my face."I've got an idea," I exclaimed, a plan forming in my head. "What is it?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. I just took her hand and led her to the kitchen, my pace quickening with excitement. "Everyone out," I ordered everyone in the kit
Amelia"Let's not get ahead of ourselves with the laughter," I said to Sarah. "Give the chef a chance to showcase his talents." "Hold on a minute," Sarah said, heading over to Alexander. She helped him into an apron, tying it around his waist, and then topped it off with a chef's cap, adjusting it on his head.Despite the apron and cap, he still looked so handsome. He cocked his head in my direction and our eyes met."Now, you look perfect for the job!" Sarah exclaimed.He blinked and shifted his gaze away. I felt my face heat up with a blush, my gaze falling to the ground. I nervously tucked my hair behind my ear, trying to compose myself.The kitchen was spacious and well-appointed. "Don't you should summon one of the kitchen staff to find out where the ingredients are kept?" I suggested, glancing around the room."No need to call anyone, i know where everything is." He replied, striding confidently towards what looked like a nook."I think he's finally found the pantry," I whisper
Alexander "Did you hurt yourself?" I asked still gazing at her with a mix of lust and concern.She smiled softly, "No, I didn't. Thank you for saving me." She replied, her voice filled with gratitude as she took a step back. But my arm was still draped around her waist, subtly trying to conceal my body's reaction to our close proximity. I hoped she wouldn't notice."I think you should go now, I'll be out in a minute," I said softly, guiding her forward with a gentle nudge. She stepped out of the pantry, and she disappeared from view.My hand drifted downward, adjusting my clothing to accommodate my protruding cock."I don't know what it is about you, Amelia, but being around you makes me feel like I'm on the edge of losing myself," I muttered to myself, taking a deep breath to compose myself before stepping out of the storage room. I managed to calm it down a bit then I walked out."I'll be right back," Sarah said, hastily exiting the kitchen. I gently strode to where my ingredien
Amelia He left!I sighed feeling a sting of rejection. Of course, he would leave. What was I thinking? That he would actually want me? Sarah entered the kitchen, her worried look caught my attention. I could sense something was wrong with her."I suppose we'll have to take charge of roasting the chicken," Sarah said, sliding the already-seasoned chicken into the oven. "What do you think?" "About?" I asked, seeking clarification."The chicken!" She specified, "How spicy do you think it would turn out?" "I don't know," I said, shaking my head. Still noticing the worried expression on her face. "Are you okay, Sarah?" She attempted a smile, but it seemed strained. "Why wouldn't I be? What makes you think I'm not? I'm fine, Amelia."I pressed on, sensing something was off. "The phone calls and you look concerned. What's going on?"Sarah brushed it off, her tone a bit too casual. "Just work stuff. A client needed a piece of my artwork, but it's all taken care of now."I raised an eyebr
Alexander"Sarah! In trouble? What makes you think that?" I asked, shocked. "I overheard her on the phone with someone, and It sounded like she was being blackmailed. Plus, I had this terrible dream... I don't know, I just feel like she's in trouble or something." I tried to get out of bed, but her hand held me back. "Where are you going to?" She whispered. "I need to know who the bastard trying to extort money from my sister is." "This is why I didn't want to tell you and maybe this could also be why she didn't say anything to you either. Don't just react angrily, this is a sensitive situation. You can figure it out without her knowing that you know about it."I took a deep breath. "Okay. That makes sense. I won't ask her anything.""Good. Wait till daybreak.""Anything else you heard?" "Just that she was going to deliver money to the person today." That means the bastard collects cash. Alright then, I might just need to tail Sarah when she leaves today. *******I stood in my
Alexander I turned to see Sarah standing on the other side. I looked around, expecting to see a man but there was no man there. "Alexander, how did you....." Sarah stuttered. I turned back to the woman in the room with Sarah. The same piercing green eyes, the same wild curls that always seemed to have a life of its own. No fucking way! I couldn't believe my eyes. She was standing before me. My so-called mother! It was a face I thought I would never see again, a face that was supposed to be gone forever. My expression darkened, "What is she doing here?" I demanded, pointing towards the figure. "Is she the one who's been blackmailing you?" Sarah's brow furrowed in confusion, "Blackmailing me? I never mentioned anything about blackmail." "Alexander, baby." She cooed, her eyes fixed on me as she walked towards me. "Don't you dare! Do not come close to me." I bellowed as I aimed the gun squarely at her. "Alexander! Put the gun down!" Sarah screamed at the top of
SeleneAlexander and Amelia left the dining room, and I turned to Martins, "What do you think, Martins?"Martins raised an eyebrow, "About what exactly.""Alexander and Amelia. They seem to be growing closer, even after she lost the baby. He even cooked for her." I said, irritated."I think Alexander is just trying to be considerate because of what happened."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his response. "So, does this mean you like her now?" "No, Selene." He replied quickly. "You're still my choice." I scoffed, "Who knows? Maybe she intentionally had the miscarriage because she knew the baby wasn't his. And if she had kept it, he would find out eventually. I'm sure she was scared of what Alexander might do to her if he learnt the truth." "I said the exact same thing to Alexander, but he seemed to be clouded by emotions." He said, shaking his head."She probably has him wrapped around her fingers."He shrugged, "We'll see how long it lasts. Alexander will eventually snap out of i