An hour after departure, Alexandra was showed to her room. It was a luxury cabin decorated with all type of fine, expensive and exquisite furniture and a wide view of the water below to top it all off. The room definitely matched Alexandra taste and as soon as she had settled down in her room alone, the blonde got to work, flipping her laptop open and trying to get done whatever small work she could in other to busy herself.Obviously that turned out to be a bad idea as four hours later she began to feel the gravity of boat sickness setting in. Five hours into the sail and she was already sea sick, just how was she going to survive through the remaining two or three days?Thinking about the lengthy time span caused a groan to emit from her throat. But despite the little turbulence in her stomach, she wasn’t going back on her words and her believe stood firm. She was enjoying every second of the sail better than she would have the flight. At least she didn’t have to worry about snakes
The noise outside was loud and alarming. It took Alexandra less than a second to snap out of her sleepy haze and jump to her feet. She jogged towards her door and pulled it open, almost running straight into Michael whom had been rushing to her cabin.“What’s going on?” Alexandra demanded, her eyes following the figures that rushed by every now and then. Everyone seemed to be in some sort of panic, even Michael, yet she did not even know the head of what had transpired the past few hours. “I said what’s going on?” She asked again when Michael seemed a bit caught up with his words.“There’s been a problem in the captain’s deck.” The assistant finally managed to squeeze his words out.Immediately Alexandra caught wind of the word, expression fell. If it was anything concerning the captain then this trouble just might have been bigger than what she thought. A problem with the captain that was causing half the ship to panic was worse than being attacked by snakes. Well maybe not.“Shit.”
It felt like for the first few seconds after her realization, air spotted following through her lungs like she had almost forgotten how to breath and when she did remember how to breath, reality slapped her once more in the face.This had merely been a three days trip to the country of love-Paris, so how come they were sailing towards a doldrums, about to be stuck in its clutches for weeks, probably months. Oh boy, the thought of that was making snakes on a plane sound innocent.“Alexandra.” She heard the sound of her name and blinked. Suddenly, Lucien was standing in front of her with his hand resting gently on her shoulder. His face was now etched with double the amount of concern and someplace deep down; she knew she was the cause of the additional worry. “Don’t space out on my like that.” The redhead added while giving her shoulder a gently squeeze.Alexandra blinked her eyes again, still in somewhat of a daze. “Ah, yeah. Sorry.” She quickly gathered her thoughts and stepped back
Three whole days had gone by since the whole incident happened and just a few hours were left before they’d arrive at the marina. Alexandra had remained in her room for the time span and only ever went out at night for a brief minute of fresh air as it helped clear her mind and helped her work better, luckily she didn't run into anything or anyone unpleasant for her mood.Currently she was in her room having breakfast- freshly fried pancakes, coffee, scrambled eggs and baked beans-when there was a knock on her door."Come in.” She responded just as she placed the spoon of beans in her mouth and began to chew.The door opened and Michael walked in, two different set paper in his grasp. Alexandra almost rolled her eyes at this. God, didn’t he understand the word 'break?'“Good morning, Ms. Grey.” The assistant greeted with a bow the moment he had arrived at where she had been having her meal by the window.“Morning, Michael.” She returned his greeting. She knew how both she and Michael
~Four years and Ten months before current date~*September twelve, Lucien’s birthday four years ago.*Alexandra sat in the familiar halls of Albrecht Empire’s medical center. Her hands were laced together as they gently laid on the gown she had adorned for Lucien’s twenty sixth birthday. It was a beautiful light blue gown with floral patterns and stopped just below her knees. While Alexandra had thrown on the dress earlier in the day, she hoped with her entire heart that Lucien would like it and he’d at least give her a compliment, even if it wasn’t one that came from the bottom of his heart.But then when the party had started, he walked in with Octavia leeching onto his hand and wearing the very same dress. Whispers began floating around the room and the look she had gotten from Lucien in that moment broke her heart. He looked disgusted.She fought back the tears and carried on for the night, smiling and welcoming whichever guest she had invited, after all in the eyes of the outside
Alexandra had recoiled back to her cabin after the conversation she had with Lucien and shut herself in. With the remaining few hours before they arrived at the marina, she busied herself with work, burying her nose deep and completing several document. In her opinion, it was the healthiest way to forget about the unpleasant things she didn’t want to think about. But in reality, it wasn’t.Half way through her work, the blonde had dozed off on her desk and didn’t wake up until the yacht had docked. The sound of Michael’s knuckled banging against her wooden cabin's door was what had drawn her back to reality and out of her world of daydreams she had accidentally slipped into.“Ms. Grey, we’ve arrived in Paris.” Michael informed as soon as Alexandra had opened the door.She glanced back at her window and noticed that the yacht had indeed stopped moving. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she yawned and nodded her head. “Yeah. Have someone get my luggage and have it transported to the re
Red with a chick combination of yellow. The dress couldn’t have suited anyone any better than it suited Alexandra. Along with her blonde hair flowing free, she very much resembled the angle’s trumpet that in her case seemed to have several thorns sticking out. A dangerous flower that could leave you for the worst-death- if not plucked and wielded correctly.Darius was slowly coming to understand that.Quinn followed the direction of the male’s lingering gaze and exclaimed. ‘Ah, Alexandra!” The sound of her voice was loud enough to cut through the crowd.The blonde looked above her shoulder, in their direction and a look of surprise flashed across her face. Quickly, she masked the look and raised her hand, giving them a gentle wave while Quinn began to march forward.“You are in Paris?” The redette’s words broke into different groups as she came to a stop in front of Alexandra who was beaming at her.“Business purposes.” She informed and turned towards Michael whom was standing diligen
As the cold translucent liquid ran down her face, Alexandra raised her head to glare at the person standing in front of her. Octavia glared back with an equally threatening look in her eye but Alexandra wasn’t shaken, rather she was pissed and more than anything, she felt like smashing the noirette’s face straight into the ruined stake on her table, but restrained herself with the remaining last of her self dignity.But damn did she wish that someone as pesky as Octavia could disappear from the world without a fuss? If only the noirette knew just how much of a favor she’d be doing the entire world’s population by doing something as little as that.“So she’s the reason why you’ve refused to neither pick any of my calls nor respond to the messages I send.” Octavia calmly spoke while eyeing Alexandra with disgust. She ignored the whispers and looks that were being thrown her way by the employees and turned to face Lucien who looked surprised.What sane person wouldn’t after finding out t