Millie's POV I was exhausted when I arrived at my father's home. I could not call it my family home for a while since the people living inside did not deserve that title. But signing the contract was not the only reason I could not sleep at night, twisting in my bed. Alex asked me to meet his parents. Today. It was as if this day was not stressful enough. I was torn between thinking about what my family prepared for me and wondering how to dress for tonight. Of course, I wished them to like me, for mine and Alex's sake. We have created enough mess already. I was the one to be mostly blamed for that, but sharing the quilt was a much better option. I could not stop thinking what I would say when they asked about the wedding. Did Alex tell them it was a marriage with an expiry date? I highly doubted this. I will worry about this later. The door to the mansion was wide open when I arrived. " What a gesture," I thought to myself. The inside was empty, but I did no
Alexander's POV When we entered the Ben's Burgers, Millie tensed even though she had tried to hide it. I took a deep breath, enjoying the smell already imprinted on my mind. This place smelled like childhood. I could not count the evenings we have spent here with my parents. On those occasions, they were nothing like business people the whole country knew. Here, no one cared about your status as long as you managed to behave at the table. I quickly scanned the room, and a smile curled on my lips. My parents were sitting in our usual spot, already enjoying their drinks. My smile widened when I noticed that both of them understood the assignment. My father wore a simple black shirt and jeans, while my mother chose a blue flower dress. " There they are," I said, taking Millie's hand. She offered me a shy smile while I navigated through the crowded restaurant. " Right on time." My father stood up from his seat as soon as he noticed us. He gave Millie a wink while my moth
Millie's POV I had wished for the earth to swallow me, watching my step-sister giving Alex's father a nasty look. Why, from all the places, do they have to choose this restaurant? As I remember, Sandra always liked to brag about a healthy lifestyle and despised junk food. " What are you two doing here?" I asked through my gritted teeth. " Is there a problem with us being here? Had you become an owner of this place?" Deborah mocked me, checking on her perfectly shaped nails. " Well, it is not the place you would normally visit," I replied, fighting the sharpness in my voice. " Baby's cravings," Sandra rubbed her belly, looking down at Alex's parents. " Oh, it must be depressing that your baby has such a bad taste then," I pointed out, and her smile dropped. " I will excuse myself, " Alex's father said, standing up. His wife gave him a puzzled look, but he only winked at her with a half-smile. " You are excused," Deborah giggled, and I grabbed Alex's hand, squeezing it as he loo
Alexander's POV We travelled back home in complete silence. I could feel that Millie was fuming, as from time to time, her brows furrowed as if has some inside conversation. She apologised for her step-family behaviour during the dinner, and we rebuilt the pleasant atmosphere. I would not be myself if I didn't ask my father how he got those two women escorted out. He winked at me and told me he was now the restaurant's owner. It looks like other companies pestered the original owner to sell the place since they had a better plan for it. When my father bought the place, no one dared to visit him. He was the place's owner, just on the paper, while the old one still cared for everything. Their only agreement was to keep our table empty whenever we wanted to visit. When I asked why he did it, he replied that the sentiment caused it. I had no reason to argue with his logic, so I dropped the subject. Now, I was more concerned about Millie. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts
Millie's POV " Are you serious?" I asked Dave while looking at the blueprint in front of me. " How on earth is this project worth five million?" Dave, my right hand from when I worked for my family, shrugged his arms. " You can check it yourself." I checked, not once or twice, but three times already, and something was not adding up. I was looking at the project of two warehouses, and there was no way anyone would pay five million for this job. Three million would be more than enough, even if I decide to add some gold to it. " It looks more than strange. Why are they willing to pay so much for it," I said more to myself than Dave, but he answered me anyway. " Should we really worry about that?" He gave me a confused glance. " I think we should be jumping in joy." Well, in normal circumstances, I probably would, but it looked too good to be true here. I shook my head slowly. Dave was right; I had to accept the reality, at least for now. " We have to make sure
Alexander's POV Filled with amazement, I listened to Millie explain every step of the project. With her cheeks flushed, she showed me materials that were supposed to be used in construction. I have never seen anyone so demoted to its work. This girl could talk about it for hours, and I listened to her with pleasure. It was pretty hard to pretend I was utterly ignorant, asking many questions about some particular parts of the project, but she was more than happy to answer every aspect. Thanks to that, I figured out that this woman had incredible knowledge. " I made a list of materials needed for this project. My coworker will order them tomorrow. I made sure to choose the best quality. Our customer agreed to a ridiculously high price for this project, and I am going to ensure they will receive the best product. " I almost chuckled upon hearing this comment, but I bit my tongue. Millie had no idea why this project was so expensive, and I was not going to tell her the truth. S
Millie's POV The next day was hectic. Alex convinced me to let his mother arrange everything as she would be thrilled to do it, and I agreed happily. I could not imagine planning anything on such short notice, and honestly, such events were not my cup of tea. The only thing I had to do was choose my wedding dress. Since our ceremony was private and really small, I did not look for anything fancy. Besides, again, that was also not my cup of tea. I know some women had planned their weddings since they were toddlers, but I was not one of them. Now, I was standing in the middle of the dress shop, watching myself in the mirror. I chose a knee-length dress with short sleeves and tiny pearls on the skirt. It was simple yet elegant, perfect for the occasion. It did not need alterations, as it looked like it was made for me. And what was important was that the price was tempting. " I think this is the one," I said, looking at Alex's mother, who was accompanying me today. I had no
Alexander's POV My mother was like a fairy godmother; what she did for my wedding with Millie could be only described as magic. She turned the garden at the back of our summer home into a natural paradise. The whole place was covered with white roses, and here and there, candles were lit, adding to the magical atmosphere. The ceremony would be small, just me, Millie, John, my parents and the official who would wed us. Millie mentioned her friend, but she was nowhere to be seen. Standing at the altar, I could only think that it was how it was supposed to be. I could never understand the fascination of those fancy, overpaid celebrations, where you are mostly surrounded by strangers who do not care about you at all at the end of the day. " Nervous?" John whispered into my ear while we both stood looking in the direction where Millie was supposed to show up any minute now. " A little," I told him with all honesty. I was nervous and excited at the same time. Not every day do
Millie's POV It was painful to see Gabi like that. She looked like a complete mess. I did the only thing I could do at the moment like that. I sat next to her and hugged her tightly. " Are you sure about that? It is quite a serious suspicion," I said, stroking Gabi's hair while she was sobbing. I was never a huge fan of Michael. This man was, in my opinion, controlling and incredibly possessive. We never clicked, not that I tried too much. He seemed the complete opposite of what I would imagine Gabrielle would like dating. But as long as my friend was happy, I had no other choice but to suck it up. I moved my hand and lifted Gabi's face. " Talk to me. I can not help you if you won't tell me what is going on," I told her softly. Gabrielle took a calming breath, and I handed her a tissue. This woman was always a perfect picture of independence. I could not stand seeing her so broken because of a man. " I don't know, but he is different. Cold, distant." Gabrielle
Millie's POV The following two weeks passed in the blink of an eye. Since Brian's team started work, the whole construction site has changed. After the first week, they managed to build a complete base of the warehouse. They were professional and organised; I could say they were better than the workers from my father's company. Brian was friendly and easygoing. Working with him was a pleasure. He often joked around, but at the same time, he treated his job very seriously. I could finally relax, knowing my project was in good hands. With Brian's help, I could finish this task way before the deadline. After the first troubles, everything was going smoothly. And all of that was possible because of Alex. This man was like my guardian angel, sent by the heavens at the worst time of my life. I only doubted that any angel would be so good in bed. Every day, he asked me about my progress, and I had to remind myself not to overload him with stories, as he probably was asking out
Third POV Sandra sat on the sofa and crossed her legs. Mark sat next to her, placing his hand on her tummy. " How is the baby? How was a check-up?" Sandra lowered her gaze to hide a smirk forming on her lips. She left their apartment early under the pretext of having an appointment with a midwife. Instead of going to the hospital, she spent time with her friend, who gave her old ultrasound photos of her daughter. Maxine knew Sandra's plan and agreed to participate, as she had never liked Millicent. If there was anything that could harm Sandra's step-sister, Maxine was full on board. Now, Sandra handed the photos to Mark, watching his face lit up. " Our baby is magnificent. And so is you. The pregnancy has no impact on you. Your body is still perfect. " Sandra chuckled. " I am not one of those pregnant women who eats everything than can, pretending it is for a baby. " She said with an innocent tone. It was obvious that her body remained the same since she was not pre
Alexander's POV. It took me over an hour to discuss the final arrangements with Michael. He tried to talk me out of my idea, suggesting that my employees would try to use the new privileges. Again, I had to remind him that he worked as MY lawyer and my decision was final. We have parted both in sour moods. Nevertheless, I could not care less about his opinion. I was exhausted, but I had a few more meetings that required my presence. Luckily, the rest of the day was relatively uneventful, and I waited for the end of the day with anticipation. I was curious about Millie's day. Did the supplier keep his word and deliver the new material? If not, I was going to keep my end of the bargain. When I arrived home, Millie was already setting up the table. She did not talk much unless asked, and when we sat down to eat, I could see she was more pushing the food around her plate than actually eating. " Not the best day?" I asked, placing my plate in the dishwasher. " It was bittersweet, I
Millie's POV I woke up to the gentle sound of my phone vibrating. I looked at the screen, wishing I could ignore it, when I saw Dave's name pop out. I had enough disasters for now, and I did not need another. Whatever he had to say, it couldn't be good if he called me at this ungodly hour. " What is it?" I finally picked up since he was calling over and over again. " Sorry, boss, but I really need you here," Dave said, and I felt like deja vu. What the hell was happening right now? Did the construction site be caught on fire? Well, I would not be surprised. " Boss, the new material arrived," Dave added, and I abruptly sat straight on the bed. I cursed myself as Alex groaned in his sleep. " I will be there soon," I said and moved out of bed. After a quick shower, I was ready, but then it hit me that I should at least make some breakfast for my husband. I made an omelette and poured him juice. One last glance at the table, and I was out. I could not sit calmly in the ta
Alexander's POV When we were done with our small exercises, I carried Millie back to our bed, still gently kissing her neck. She was exhausted, and so was I, but in the most satisfying way. I lay her on the bed and tucked in the sheets, taking space behind her back. Millie mumbled something under her breath, but a moment later, she was asleep. I watched her sleeping, and when I made sure she would not wake up, I left the bedroom. What Mark Green did was still making my blood boil, and no amount of s*x could make me calm. The options of how to make his life miserable were spinning in my head, one more vicious than previous, but I knew I could not let my emotions take over me. This matter had to be solved slowly and methodically. Like every crime, you need proof to make someone pay for their fault. I had the feeling that Millie's family would provide me with enough to make them squeal. I doubted that this moron Green worked alone. He was not the brightest bulb in the box. Someone ha
Millie's POV *** Warning*** Sex scene I was in our bed alone, and only darkness was surrounding me. Alex was still in the living room. Why was he still there? Why did he not come to bed? I am almost sure I heard him talking to someone on the phone. His voice was too quiet to understand what he said, but his tone was sharp. Alex was angry, and my chest tightened at the thought. Was he angry with me? Maybe he complained to the person on the phone about my incompetence. Does he think I am a failure? Well, at least I could not be angry about that. It was exactly what I thought right now. Alex tried to cheer me up during the dinner, and I was grateful. But how could I explain to him the whole situation? And it looked tragic. If I fail on this project, my family will sue me. I had no doubts about that. Without the materials, we could not start work. I had no funds to buy more, and I would not ask my father for a loan. He would help me, but then I would not see any penny of pro
Alexander's POV. When Millie entered the bathroom, I waited momentarily until I heard the water running under the shower. Then I grabbed the phone, knowing I would not have much time. For my luck, John picked up almost immediately. " I need you to check something for me," I said after exchanging greetings. There was no time for a small talk. " What is it?" John asked, sensing the seriousness of the situation. " The material delivered to the construction site is damaged and rusty." " It looks like a supplier fuc*ked up the order. It happens." John replied slowly. " After what I heard from Millie, this could not be messed up this much. Besides, I saw the list of her orders. It was top-quality stock. No one in their right mind could make such a mistake." I told him dryly. Of course, the order could be messed up, but not to this extent. " What are you going to do about that?" John asked, and I could sense he was smiling. " It depends on who is responsible for this
Millie's POV I was scared that the next day after our wedding would be awkward, but Alex was nothing but sweet and charming as always. I was the one acting odd, but with time, I relaxed around him. For the next few days, we spent time talking, watching movies, and fooling around. To my surprise, Alex asked me about sharing his bedroom with him. He said that that was the only right thing to do since we were married. His proposition took me aback, as I understood we were not a regular marriage, but I agreed, and we spent a day rearranging our stuff. My bedroom became a place where we could work when necessary. The first days of this new arrangement made me uneasy, but soon, I could not wait to sleep next to Alex. His presence made me calm. We also had two other "wedding nights" since we shared the bedroom. I could not lie; Alex was a great lover, making my toes curl whenever we made love. Somewhere in my mind, I compared this new life with my previous relationship with Mark. It