~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
Pain.Alexandra regretted her choice to play the heroine the moment her body landed on the first stair and began rolling down until the very last. For a moment, she laid unmoving on the floor, allowing the pain to sink in as people began to gather around her and Octavia, gasping and whispering.Her head hurt badly, spinning in several direction and at some point things seemed to have blurred out for the briefest second, because when they came back to focus, she was being helped up by someone and what made matters even more confusing was that Lucien stood at the top of the stairs staring down at her with wide concern filled eyes.“Alexandra are you okay? Please say something.” It was only after the person helping her up had spoken that she recognized who they were by their voice.Slowly, still under the influence of the pain, she turned her head to the side and just as she had thought, relief washed over her the moment her eyes locked with familiar hazel green ones.“God damn it, Alexa
It was a thought that had slipped into Alexandra’s mind in quick seconds. It disappeared just as quickly as it had come, but nevertheless, it left a new feeling roaming her mind. Death, it was such a blissful punishment; too pure for the sin the people surrounding her had committed.She wasn’t going to grant them such a means to escape their impending fate neither was she going to stoop to their level and dirty her hands. There was a saying that went like this; if you want something done, you gotta do it yourself. But what if that saying was wrong and what if you could get people to do things for you without getting your own hands dirty.Like having a bunch of executioners waiting at your every call. The thought of it alone opened Alexandra’s eyes up to a new way of revenge and seated in the back of the ambulance, she couldn’t help but chuckle.Darius who was seated beside her glanced in her direction, his eyes narrowing into slits the moment he spotted the leering smirk on her face.
A few solid minutes had gone by before Michael returned holding three cans of chill drinks."Ms. Grey." He said and politely handed the drink to her, passing it to Darius right after. The noirette mumbled words of thanks as he received his share and popped the lid open.The drink made a satisfying sound that made all three in the room thirst for their drinks even more."Ms. Grey, would you like me to check out the site tomorrow in your stead?" Michael asked after he had taken a sip from his drink and appreciating the way the cold liquid had helped calm his nerves down.At the mention of the main matter at hand, Alexandra's eyes widened. She had totally forgotten about the visitation to the business site tomorrow. Ah, now she had to move around in crutches. What a hassle."Ms. Grey?" Michael persisted.Raising her hand, Alexandra waved him off. "There won't be any need for that.i'll see to the site by myself.""Like hell you would." Darius sarcastically shot from where he sat. When Ale
A baby? Octavia Barrette is pregnant?The shock delivered by the news was written clear on both Alexandra and Lucien’s face. No one had expected the bombshell of a news and the effect left them momentarily stunned, of course except from the doctor who was currently reading the medical details off from his clipboard thinking and believing that he was delivering good news."Ms. Barrette is currently four months pregnant.” The doctor went on to further inform.Four months? Alexandra felt her heart twinge. Lucien couldn’t have waited any longer after getting rid of her. To believe he was in the arms of another woman less than two months after their divorce angered her, and for the fact that that woman turned out to be the very same person whom had humiliated her and made her life a living hell only further fueled her anger.But what seemed to make her hatred grow all the more way the fact that Octavia had been aware of her situation, yet she dared do what she did? Putting an innocent’s ch