I woke up with the smell of food filling the atmosphere. I sat up tiredly and stretched my tense body and let out a shaky breath. I was feeling sore between my legs, and my legs still felt weak. I blushed when memories of the previous night flashed through my mind. Morgan and I had been wild last night, and it was now taking a toll on my body. I was all for his rough ride yesterday, finally letting myself go in his arms.Morgan's side of the bed felt slightly warm, an indication that he left the bed not long ago. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and got off the bed feeling dazed and out of sorts. Dragging my body lazily, I entered the closet and wore one of Morgan's shirts, deciding against wearing one of the many dresses in the closet that Morgan had bought for me. After yesterday, I had decided to keep seeing Morgan. I'll tell him about my health issues later, but right now I'll accept what he gives me and be happy. After all, I only have one life. I combed through my hair and left for th
Uncle Randy's POV I sat on the leather chair in my study with Alexa sitting across from me. She had her head lowered and was fidgeting with her fingers. An action she normally does when she is nervous or deeply thinking about something. “Alexa, you know I want the best for you, right? Why would you associate yourself with someone I had emphatically told you to stay away from and avoid at all costs? And when did both of you get so close? Is it because of the project? I should have known something was fishy when his secretary dropped you off several times at odd hours. Tell me, do you think I'm overreacting?” Alexa nodded at my words, looking annoyed. “Uncle Randy, you know I also can't lie to you, right? So trust me, Morgan is a nice person. The rumors are exaggerated; he's a very good man,” she insisted. Ha! Morgan Wright was a good man? Why didn't I know? The man is one of the most dangerous people in this city, and he had dealings with the underworld. Mafia lords were at his be
Alexa's POV I walked in the hallways, making my way to my bedroom, and let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I wouldn't be sneaking around to meet Morgan since my uncle now knew about us. It was so stressful to use Elise as an excuse every time I saw Morgan, and it was not business-related. A knock on my door broke me out of my reverie. “Who is it? Come in,” I called out, and a maid came inside and said respectfully, “Miss the gentleman is still waiting for you outside in the garden.” My heart skipped a beat realizing Morgan was still waiting for me, not even checking if I looked presentable. I ran past the maid and rushed down the stairs, making my way to the garden, but I halted in my steps when I saw the person in front of me. “Oh, it's you,” I said, giving him a small smile. “You don't seem happy to see me,” Ethan said. He said it as a statement. And I realized it was true; I wasn't happy he was the one here waiting for me. I had thought it was Morgan. “No, don't take it the
Alexa's POV I slumped onto the bed when I finally made it to the bedroom. ‘Morgan would not do this; Ethan is a liar,’ I chanted these words like a mantra over and over in my mind, but the suffocating pain in my heart was not subsiding. I pulled out the phone and scrolled through the contacts and paused when I reached Morgan's number; my fingers hovered above the screen. I could just tap on the screen and call him, but try as I might, I couldn't do it. I kept staring at the phone in a daze when the loud ringing tone nearly made me toss it away. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Morgan's number flashing on the screen. I picked up the call and stabilized my voice. “Hey.” “Are you okay? I hope your uncle didn't give you a hard time.” He asked; there was a tinge of worry in his voice. "No, I'm fine; you know no one can bully me,” I said, making an attempt to conceal my real emotions. “Yes, my kitten is very scary when she brandishes her sharp claws. I miss you,” he said, but I cou
Alexa's POV “Sorry to disturb you, ma'am. A package arrived at the reception for you.” Julia, my personal assistant, said and placed an envelope on my desk. It was around 5 p.m. when I checked the time, releasing a sigh. I took the envelope and looked at it. I have been expecting this package for a while now. I stared at the thick envelope, thinking about what brought about the need to hire a private investigator to tail my husband. I know my husband has been there for me ever since I was diagnosed with cancer, but I always had a feeling he had been hiding something from me. You can say I'm paranoid, but his actions led me to make this decision. Tell me why my husband would always come home late with the smell of female perfume on him. Even when he came early and was around, it was like he was doing everything on autopilot without any emotions. I also needed to make sure my husband was not up to anything for suggesting I transfer ownership of my shares to him. I know I agreed t
Daniel looked at me with a hurtful expression. “What is wrong with you? Why are you acting this way? Okay talk, I'm all ears,” he said and sat on the sofa. “I want to start treatment for my cancer and hold off the transfer of my shares to you until after I have had a second opinion. I think I should not give up on myself and try to recover,” I said in one breath and saw Daniel's sour expression. He was looking at me as if I had something on my face. “What's with that look? Did you hear what I said?” I prompted him when he continued staring at me. “Alexa, did something happen? You cannot just change your mind about something we have already discussed,” Daniel said, his voice sounding angry. “Do you want me to die so that you keep everything I have to yourself?” The words came tumbling out of my mouth even before I thought about it. Daniel looked at me with a gaze I never thought I would ever see on him and snarled. “Good! Very good. I never thought you would think so lowly
“Daniel, I'm tired. I want to sleep. Let's talk tomorrow, okay?” I said calmly, fearing what he would do if I provoked him again. Daniel looked at me, his face searching if I was sincere. “Okay, let's talk tomorrow.” He made a gesture to kiss my cheeks but caught me off guard, kissing me on the lips. I had never felt so disgusted by a kiss. I shoved him off with all my might, but he wouldn't bulge. I began to panic when he pinned me to the wall, his hands moving under my nightgown and touching me. No! He was going to take advantage of me. I bit him and slapped him hard across the face. “Don't touch me with those filthy hands, you moron,” I roared and began to struggle out of his embrace. “Don't make me angry, Alexa; you are my wife, and I shall have you whenever I want,” Daniel said menacingly and picked me up, throwing me roughly onto the bed and making me feel dizzy. Before I could come to my senses, he had climbed the bed, hovering over me and pinning me under his body. Tears
Daniel's POVI sped on the road heading to my office; what have I done? I parked my car in the parking lot of Cooper Industries and entered the private elevator, which took me straight to my floor. I opened my office, walked straight to my desk, and sat down. I lit up a cigarette and slumped into the chair. I hope Alexa never brings up the divorce again. This was the wrong time for a divorce, and she also wants to go for treatment. I ran my hands through my hair. What would happen if she found out the cancer was benign and not as serious as the doctor had made it out to be? Her condition did not even need treatment. What if she finds out I was behind that too? Who dared to send those pictures to her? Is it a business rival? There has been news of a merger between my company and Jones Corp. Even though many people do not know Alexa is the CEO of Jones Corp. because her father is still the chairman, a few trusted members of high society in Millennium City know she is the true boss,