Alexander "If you two want to continue arguing, then take it up to your room. I can hear your voices echoing through the walls of my room." Pa Martins said, slightly annoyed. "What is the argument about, anyway?""It's Victoria," I replied.He raised an eyebrow, "Victoria? Which of the Victoria?" "My father's wife." I specified."Why are you both arguing about her?" He asked."She's back and saying a lot of untrue things"His eyes widened slightly, "You mean she's back in New York City?" I nodded, confirming, "Yes, Pa."He let out a deep sigh, followed by a brief silence before he spoke up. "Come with me." He said, his voice tinged with unease.I glanced at Amelia, who remained frozen in one place, before following Pa Martins. He hastened to his study with me trailing behind."There are certain things that you are not aware of, son." He said, opening the door to his study and walking in. "Your father did a lot of things that I did not agree with." He removed a key from his desk dr
Alexander "Mom!" I screamed, my voice lost in the chaos. "Excuse me, excuse me!" I pushed forward, my eyes fixed on the stretcher as it was loaded into the ambulance. I had to get to her. I had to know if she was lying on that stretcher. The crowd seemed to close in around me, a sea of faces blurring together as I struggled to break through.I elbowed my way past a bystander, my heart racing with every step. The officer's grip on my arm tightened, but I shook him off."MOM!!" I screamed again, my voice raw and desperate.The paramedics slammed the ambulance doors shut, and I lunged forward, my hands slapping against the metal. I was too late. They were taking her away from me, and I didn't even know if she was alive.I spun around, my eyes locking onto the officer's face. "Tell me if it's her!" I demanded, "Please, you have to tell me!""Sir, I need you to step back and let us do our job." The officer said.I stood there, frozen in despair, as the ambulance disappeared into the dis
Amelia "The brakes were damaged!" I blurted out, my eyes wide with shock."Yes, Amelia. Isn't it strange how you instructed Dean to have it checked out without even driving it?" He asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.I knew Selene was up to no good when I saw her fiddling with the car.But the brakes? Was she trying to get him killed or something?The thought sent a chill down my spine. I glanced at Alexander, uncertain whether to share this with him or keep it to myself.Poor guy just rekindled with his mother. I'll deal with Selene myself."Well, I did notice something was wrong with the car when I tried driving it. I just didn't know what it was, so I asked Dean to get the mechanic to take a look." I lied."Hmmm." He grunted. "Alright, I'll be downstairs.""I'll join you in a bit," I replied, watching as he turned and left the room.I rose from the bed and made my way to Selene's room. I rapped my knuckles against the door, the sound echoing through the silent hallway. The door
Alexander I entered the room, calling out for Amelia, but she was nowhere to be found. A hint of confusion crept in as I approached the bathroom door and knocked. "Amelia, are you in there?" I asked, but the silence was my only response. I gently pushed the door open, and still, there was no sign of her.I made my way to the closet, my hand reaching for the handle. Just as I was about to open it, a soft frustrated voice drifted out from within."All my clothes are useless. I can't go to do party wearing any of this!" I hesitated, wondering if she was talking to herself, or if there was someone in there with her. "Hayley!" She exclaimed.Oh, Hayley!. Her best friend.She was on the phone to her, venting."How am I supposed to go with Alexander wearing the clothes I've been wearing for months?" I smiled, was she trying to impress me?I stepped away from the door and slipped out of the room, pulling out my phone as I went. I quickly dialled the number of my trusted stylist, knowing
Amelia"Alexander," the sound of his name fell from my lips like a plea. I wasn't begging him to stop. No, I wanted him to have me.I pushed my face forward, inches from his, anticipating the touch of his lips on mine. But instead of meeting me halfway, he hesitated, his mouth hovering just above mine.Teasing?Yeah.His hands held me in place as he crushed his growing erection between my thighs, pushing my back against the wall. He let out a low groan, dropping his head to the curve of my neck, his hot breath caressed my skin, and he sucked on it.I breathed in shakingly.“Tell me to stop,” he whispered hoarsely as his lips slightly grazed my mouth. “Tell me to stop, Amelia.”I couldn't. My lips failed to move as I stood there, eager to taste his essence, even if it was for one night. Even if he was drunk and barely aware of what he was doing.I wanted him. I wanted him badly. There was no resistance from my side.Slowly, I put my hands into action, unbuttoning his shirt. Stepping o
Alexander My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the serene sight of Amelia's face, sleeping peacefully. My hand instinctively reached out to cradle her cheek, my fingers tracing the gentle curves of her features and a soft smile spread across my face.I sat up, tossing the covers aside, and was met with the realization that I was completely naked.Holy shit! It wasn't a dream!What have I done? How do I explain this? I burst into the bathroom and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water envelop me as I stood there, lost in thought, reliving the events of the previous night.Glancing down at my right arm, I noticed the faint scratch marks, from fingernails I guess, a reminder of the passion we shared. The memory of her moaning my name, her voice trembling with pleasure, soon followed, flooding my mind.Was I regretting what had happened?We were both adults, right? It doesn't have to complicate anything. In less than 8 months she would be out of my life. What happened
SeleneI had been living in Alexander's mansion for months. I tried everything to make sure Amelia got thrown out, but nothing worked. Instead, they got closer.He cooked for her! They now act like lovers. He even took her to Charlie's party last night. I can't lose Alexander, his wealth and everything that comes with him.I gaze at his picture until I fall asleep, every single night and my dream is filled with fantasies of him being right there with me.I think I might be in love with him! How can I have him when Amelia is very much still in the picture? I need to get her out before I completely lose my Alexander. I could use their closeness to my advantage. The one thing Alex and his grandfather hated more than anything was betrayal. I think no one in general likes that!Martins was a traditional man, he would love to keep his family reputation intact. If Amelia does any wrong, now that the world knows she's Alex's wife, then, even Alex won't be able to save her.I sat down in m
Amelia I leaned my back against the door and threw my head back."Nothing!" I exclaimed aloud.He really said that to me? He followed me all the way to my office to tell me nothing?!I don't know why he had so much effect on me.I strode over to my desk, snatched up my phone, and quickly dialled Hayley's number. As soon as she picked up, I launched into a frustrated rant skipping pleasantries. "Alexander is so very annoying!" I exclaimed, my words tumbling out in a rush."Hi, girl," she said softly."Hi, Hay. Sorry to dive right in like this," I apologized."It's fine, that guy always pushes your buttons," she said with a chuckle."I know! And you won't believe what happened. We were intimate last night, and then this morning he..."But she cut me off before I could finish the story."What?!" She exclaimed her voice laced with a hint of excitement. "By intimate do you mean snuggling and kissing, or the actual thing?" She asked.I smiled slyly, "The actual thing," I said in a hushed