Alexia's POV“What are you doing here?” Aiden asked as soon as I sat on the sofa beside the fireplace. I raised an eyebrow at his insolenceAustin, who is sitting beside him, shoots a pleading look. “We talked about this Aiden, you promised to hear her out. I know you are pissed that she came late to our graduation, I'm hurt also, but I am sure she has an explanation, just listen to please.”“Well, I promised to listen to her explanation, but I didn't promise to be civil” Aiden responds without remorse“That is quite enough! The last time I checked this is also my apartment, and I am the one trying to raise money to renew the rent before the landlord throws your ungrateful ass outside. Also, I am still your big sister, so If I were you, I would watch my tone, young man!“Now you will listen to me and you will remain quiet until I am done with my explanation. You can express your grievances when I am done with my explanations, I don't have an issue with that. What I do have an issue w
Ethan's POV “Damn it” I curse hitting my steering. I shouldn't have tried to kiss Alexia. I did not plan it. I only wanted to help unbuckle her seat belt, but when my eyes met her beautiful blues I was wholly captivated. I couldn't look away, and those gorgeous heart-shaped lips, I couldn't resist their lure. My mind keeps replaying that moment in the car. If Alexia had not turned away, I would have gone on with it. Her rejection hurts this time. I thought Alexia was already warming up to me these past few weeks. She has always rejected my advances in the past, way before we signed this contract marriage, but this time feels different.I have always had a crush on her since the moment she became an employee at Blackwoods company and all the times I flirted with her, she always rebuffed me, but this particular rejection stinks because I could have sworn Alexia had started feeling something for me. I have noticed how her eyes seem to follow me when I enter a room. Or maybe it's just
Ethan's POV Melinda watches me as I pour my whiskey into one of the glasses and take a long drink. I can't help but notice the drink tasted off, but shake off the feeling.“So why are you here all by yourself, trying to get drunk?” Melinda asks. She signals a waitress to bring a bottle of tequila for her.I ignore her question as I continue pouring myself more whiskey. I just wanted to escape my thoughts and riotous feelings and if the drink gives me the escape I desperately need, then I will gladly take it. However there is no way in hell I am telling Linda anything about my situation with Alexia, she would just jump on it and see it as another opportunity to attack Alexia, and despite Alexia’s rejection I still don't want her getting hurt.“Ethan, you and I both know you only come here to drink when something is bothering you, so talk to me. Tell me what the problem is and I will fix it”I laugh humorlessly at that. “It's nothing Melinda, I just wanted to have a drink, is that a cr
Alexia's POV Ethan did not come home last night. I arrived home a few minutes past 7:00 pm as the distance from my house to the mansion was about an hour's drive. On getting home, I was expecting to meet Ethan in the house, but he still wasn't back. I stayed up late into the night waiting for him to come, but he didn't. I tried calling him but the call keeps going to his voicemail. I left several messages for him but he hasn't responded to any of them yet.The only silver lining in all is that Linda wasn't also at the mansion by the time I got there. Ethan's Mom, I was told, retired to bed early. Thank God for small mercies. I don't think I would have had the energy for their drama tonight.I just want to explain and probably apologize for what happened in the car. I help but feel guilty about what happened in the car. I know Ethan has barely slept in our room since we got married, however these past couple of days, he started to put in more effort by spending time with me and now I
Ethan’s POV I woke up this morning with a massive hangover. My head feels like it's about to split in two. My eyelids feel like they are glued together. I take a minute to debate whether or not to open my eyes. After a few seconds, I forced my eyelids open only to shut them back immediately as the brightness of the room almost blinded me. The migraine seems to have increased in tempo by just that singular act. The next time I attempted opening my eyes again, I did it gradually and the discomfort wasn't as bad as the first time. I take a minute to try to get my bearings, as everything still appears fuzzy. I stretch my hand over the bed to where my drawer usually is, only to hit empty air. That's strange. My drawer is supposed to be at the head of the bed. Why is my drawer not there, am I not in my room? Forcing my eyes to focus, I take a good look around the room I just passed the night only to discover, that this isn't my room and it's certainly not Ryan's Guest room where I some
Alexia's POV The elevator ride was a quiet one because none of the people who entered were going to my floor and not being a social person, I haven't ever engaged in any form of conversation except for the conventional greeting. Immediately, the elevator stops at my floor; I step out, heading to my office. I ran into Bridget as soon as I turned to the corner leading to my office. She is standing beside a handsome guy. I think he works in the IT department of Blackwoods, though I am not too certain, being that I have only seen him passing, but we haven't spoken before. They appear super close and extra friendly. Not wanting to intrude, I decided to just walk past. However, Bridget, noticing my presence, waves me over excitedly. “Hey, Bridget!” I said by way of greeting “Hi Alexia! This is Ken from the IT department” she said. I was right about his department after all. Ken gives me a charming smile. With a smile like that combined with those cute dimples, I bet ladies will be f
Ethan's POV The sound of a door opening and shutting woke me up from a long siesta. I yawned and stretched to loosen my stiff muscles, climbing out of the bed. As I made my way to Ryan's sitting room, the aroma of a well-cooked meal wafted into my nose, making my stomach rumble loudly and making me realize how famished I was. I winced in embarrassment at how loudly it sounded. I remember I had not eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. I decide to make a detour to Ryan's kitchen, where I see him standing in front of his oven with a blue apron around his neck and tied back, pulling out a tray of freshly baked meat pies. He places the tray of meat pies on the countertop, before turning to face me. standing there with his apron around his neck, he looks so domestic at this moment. “Hey, Man! Didn't know you were up” he said. I walked fully into the kitchen, I pulled one of the kitchen stools closest to the table to me, before sitting down. “Well, you woke me up with all the ruc
The first thing I noticed the moment I arrived at Blackwood's mansion was Ethan's car parked in the garage. Ethan is home I thought, sighing in relief. I have this sudden urge to go to him so as to be sure that he is truly alright as Ryan claimed.After thanking Jeff for the ride and bidding him good night, I walked into the mansion. In my haste to reach Ethan, I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings until I almost plowed into Ethan's Mom who just happened to be standing with Matilda at the passage leading to Ethan's room. It is Matilda’s who called out a quick “watch out Alexia!” that halted my movement. It appears she and Mrs Blackwoods had been discussing something and it seems I just interrupted whatever conversation they were engaged in.“Good Evening Mrs Blackwoods! I'm for almost bumping into you, I wasn't watching where I was going to” I apologized.“Of course you were not looking at where you are going. How can you possibly be this dumb. Which is the reason I am still b