Chapter 4 Your Smile Is Fake

"What!" she stuttered her eyes wide open. Does it even matter if her smile is genuine or not according to Mr. Blake saying always make sure you smile whenever you want to attend to a customer which is exactly what she is doing now.

"That smile on your face is fake. I can tell that deep inside you you are more than sad just like me," he said in that calm voice of his as his cold eyes glued to her body. Clara watches as he adjusts his blue tie before relaxing his back on his seat.

She was surprised and at the same time happy. Since she has been working here today no one noticed the sad look on her face which she covered with a fake smile no one has noticed that deep inside her she is dying, no one has noticed that all of her cheerful smiles were just fake except this strange man before her.

"And I hope your beauty is not fake also" he whispered as his eyes traveled all over her body.

Seconds, and minutes passed Clara was tongue-tied as she froze before him. Is he trying to compliment her right now? She is all flushed and happy but she was quick to get her senses back. She shouldn't be blushing like a teenage girl because a total stranger called her 'beautiful'. She knew that she was beautiful and she didn't need his compliment.

"Sir, what did you need?" She gets back to business, her fake smile spread back to her face.

Alexander's lips formed a tiny smile as he watch the woman before him he was shocked at her reaction, how she act before him unlike other girls whenever they see him they all go crazy and worship him like a God but this woman before him is different even after calling her beautiful she wasn't moved maybe there is a lot of interesting things about her that he needs to know.

"Did you work here?" he asked.

Clara rolled her eyes as she stare at him awkwardly what a dumb question if she isn't working here, then why would he meet here at this f*cking hour?

"Sir please state your order. I have to close for today," she said, her voice sounding impatient and at the same time as nice as possible.

"Don't worry I will pay you 500 dollars special for attending to me"

"What!" Clara stuttered her grip on the book tightened then she narrowed her eyes at the man again taking a proper look at him and the expensive suits he was putting on judging him by his dress she realized that he is not just an ordinary young guy and she wonders what a man of his standard would be doing in a place like this.

"What?" he tilted his head to the side as he stared at Clara's shocked face "Is the money too small? fine I will double it to ten thousand dollars $10000" 

Clara opened her mouth to say something but no word was formed. Why would he offer her ten thousand dollars for doing her job?

"Sir please I don't need your..."

"Get me a hard alcoholic drink" Alexander interrupted her, although he is not used to hard drinks but today he needed it, he needs to take anything that will get his mind off her. Since the time he caught Ella cheating on him, he hasn't been himself. The only thing he was feeling was a hard pain in his chest which made his heart feel as if it would stop breathing any moment.

He loved Ella so much, he trusted her, and they promised to spend the rest of their lives together. They are a perfect match.

He loved her so much but how could she, how could she cheat on him with another guy? the moment he saw her with the guy his heart rate quickened as if it would stop breathing, the moment he saw them kissing, the same lips he had kissed his heart felt empty.

When they came back after their last break up he thought Ella had changed. He thought she had come back for real. He never knew that she just needed him to boast her fame in the new music she was working on. Now he realized that he was the only one loving.

The only thing he wants right now is for the pain to go away and the best way to do that is to get drunk and forget everything.

"Sir is that all?" Clara raised her head after writing his order on a book. Her eyes landed on him and she realized that his eyes were staring at her boobs which were visible through the small cut on her chest.

She quickly stood straight making her boobs less visible. He raised his head and her eyes locked with his. She was expecting to see lust and desire on his face but the only expression his handsome face held was just a harmless smile which shows that he wasn't moved even after seeing some part of her boobs his facial expression remains the same.

Clara felt a little bit unease and sad about herself no man has ever seen her naked body after that raped and aside from Kyle she didn't know if she still looks attracted to men although they do ask her out including her boss but she was sad even after he stares at her boobs for almost five seconds his eyes didn't glitter in some kind way. Well, maybe it's because of the long thick lines that spread across her creamy br*st.

The Mark that reminds her of her pain.

Geez, why is she even bothered about how a total stranger thinks of her either sexy or not she shouldn't give a f*ck.

"I will assume that's all you needed," Clara blurted out as she turned to leave.

"Nice boobs though" She heard him say and immediately she missed a step causing her to almost trip and fall but before her back hit the floor a strong arm held her from behind.

Alexander stares at her deep blue eyes for a while, his strong hand holding tight to her small frame he holds her safe and close as if that's the only thing that matters to him he didn't even know the force that pushed him into saving her from falling on the floor. Staring into her ocean-blue eyes he could see some traces of pain and sadism in them like she has been thinking lately.

"Why are you sad?" came his voice in a low whisper.

Clara was silent as she watched him. Who is this guy? How did he know she was sad even when she tried to hide it all with her smile?

"I am not sad she mumbles." His hand was still holding her from behind.

"You lied" he whispered, his eyes pinned on her but she was quick to remove her eyes away from him she kind of felt shy with the way his eyes traveled over her body. 

"Please let me go" that was when Alex realized that he had been holding this woman for too long. 

What the f*ck!?

 He has never acted this way around any woman except for Ella but she made him feel some kind of attraction toward her which is weird.

"I will go get your order," Clara said before walking out of his presence.

Immediately she was out of his sight. She took a deep breath, the breath she had been holding for long. Shit, she couldn't even act normal around him and his hold on her waist was f*cking too hot for her to even think straight well she can't blame her body for reacting this way he is f*cking too handsome for anyone to look away.

A few minutes later Clara came with Alex's order and she placed it on the table. She went back and watched him from afar as he took the drink. Looking deep into his eyes she could see all his emotion, everything he had been hiding from the world, his pain, sorrow, and all it came in flash but she was lucky to see them.

He is sad.

He is lonely.

He lives in darkness.

Trying to be strong hiding who he really is from the world but what could have made a man this handsome and rich look so sad. She thought, her eyes were stealing glances at him.

"Give me more bottles" she heard him yell from his table as she walked toward him.

"Another drink?" Clara mumbled under her breath this will be the six-bottle he is taking and looking at him you will know he is already drunk, his blue tie is already loosened off and his bright eyes are now becoming cloudy like someone who will fall into a deep slumber any moment from now.

What could have made him drink this much?

"Get me ano...another battle of dri...drink" he stuttered, drinking the last content in the battle.

"No sir I think you should start going I want to close now" 

"Don't close, I can pay you more money if you want." he raised a brow while Clara gave him a stern look.

"I don't need more of your money, you already gave me $10,000." She shakes her head.

"Then let me add more for you. I am rich, don't you know..."

"Okay fine" Clara cut him off she doesn't give a f*ck about him. How could he drink himself to a stupor? No responsible man will do that.

"I will give you the last drink but I don't need more of your money," she blurted out before walking away.

Alexander's eyes pinned on her ass down to her straight clean legs as he watched her leave "What kind of a woman rejects money at this age?" 

Clara offered him the last drink she looked around the restaurant and she noticed that every other customer had left, remaining only her and this total stranger she took in a deep breath as she composed her heart this will be the last drink she will be selling to him she needed to go home and rest. Besides, her health is already worse because of too much stress she doesn't have time for herself.

"Why...why...are women so heartless" she heard him yell as she was about to walk away, hearing those words from the mouth of a handsome guy like him made her pause for a while as she watched him.

Why would he think that all women are heartless and to her men are the real devil.

"You...you..ar...are among the heartless ones right?" he laughs loudly and throws a suspicious look at her.