IRISAlexander softened his gaze at her and pulled her closer. “I don’t mad at you,” he said calmly. Alex then raised his chin toward the direction of those strangers who made advances to Iris and her best friends. Oh, okay!“Are you guys drunk?” Alex turned his gaze towards Iris' best friend. Rose and Elena openly stared at him without shame. Alex realized her friends were instantly besotted with him, so he only chuckled and held out his hand to introduce himself. “Hey, I am Alex,” he stated. Rose was the first to snap out of her trance, and she took Alex's outstretched hand. “I’m Rose,” she responded. And Elena followed Rose and introduced herself to Alex “And I’m Elena, nice to finally talk to you.” That was what Elena said to him. Iris was feeling super awkward with this interaction. It was awkward because she and her friends were just talking about this man, and out of the blue… he was already here–ready to defend Iris and the girls from the unwanted attention. “But, how
ALEXANDERAlexander tested one of his crazy theories this morning and it turned out it was entirely accurate. He was hard as stone when he was near Iris Patricia Denvier. The petite minx who magically had him, or rather–his libido–under her spell. He cursed at this anomaly and he could go crazy if he did not rectify soon this situation. He was a normal male who love woman’s warmth in his bed. If Iris did not accept his proposal, it was doom for him. It was torture for him to change into her ruined clothes last night. She blacked out after she puked and collectively panicked with her friends in his car. Yeah, he straightaway asked the driver to change the leather seats and maybe he would use his Maybach for his transportation mode for several days forward. Now, waking up beside her was both torture and relief. He finally knew how it felt to hug her in his sleep, feeling her warmth and soft body all night long, and how sweet and good she smelled. She was in her bathroom right now,
IRISThe shopping bags were filled with the softest silk fabric Iris ever felt. She met Sheila, Alex’s assistant, and she thought that she was so pretty, like a Goddess Warrior. Sheila was tall, with lots of curves. A sexy bombshell, just like her friend Elena.Maybe one of the requirements to be employed by Alex was the staff must have a gorgeous face and proportional body. Who knew, right?Iris changed her clothes in a fast movement. She still felt Alex imprinted inside her. Her core throbbed again when she thought about him.What Iris did with Alex was crazy and out of her mind!She had sex with Alex, and she freaking enjoyed it even though it was her first time!&ldq
His place?That sounded crazy. She did not want to go to a strange place with a stranger. “Let's drop me at my place. I will tell you my address,” Iris negotiated with a man who claimed that he knew Alex and worked for him. “A moment, Iris,” he said. Successfully made her stop the objections. He called someone named Alexander Browning with his bluetooth connected to his luxury car while still driving at full speed. Hmm... maybe he told her the truth. He knew Alex. “Could you slow down, please?” She said worriedly. Iris peeked at the digital speedometer indicating how fast they went. Let's say that this was not a Nascar Race!He only gave her a sideway glance. But he slowed down a bit and released the gas pedal a bit. “Your place is already full of paparazzi,” he said. Ah shoot! Everything now was out of control. “But… but how do they know?” She did not realize that this was going to be big and newsworthy like this. A bile rose from her mouth when she recalled what they said t
ALEXANDER Alexander was extremely pissed. He left his woman in her store in a merry mood. Their first time of making love successfully made him satisfied and sated. He planned to go back to the office to take some documents and resume his work at the penthouse. But his mood dipped because once he was in the office, he met his father. “We need to talk, Alexander.” His father greeted him in front of his office room. Well, it looked like his father was waiting in vain for Alex to come back home. That was why he ambushed Alex like this in the office. Mind you, this was the weekend. And his father usually went to his private beach with his mistress and had a weekend getaway there. To wrap up the situation sooner, he agreed to talk with his father. “What do you want to talk about, Father?” Alex asked in a nonsense gesture. He was not in the mood to start a fight with his father today. Alex sat in his leather recliner seat while he gestured to his father to sit on the sofa. To
IRISToday was an eventful day for Iris. So much happening today, and so much needed to unpack.Alex insisted that she must come back to his penthouse because the paparazzi camped in front of her house and she could not go back yet.“Alex, my day is gone spiraled down, and I just want to go home and have a cup of chocolate marshmallow after taking a hot shower. Curled on my bed while reading a romance novel,” Iris tried to debate his decision in his car.“No, your home is like a war zone right now. I won’t allow you to get hurt when you can safely tuck in my penthouse. I have maximum security measures. You can take your hot chocolate peacefully there without worrying about someone breaking and entering your home.” Alex broke
Sheila burst out laughing. “Haha, of course not, you silly!” Sheila defended his boss. “He is not a person like that! He just has rough and hard exteriors. But inside, he is a good man,” added her with a serious note. “He never laid his hands on women!” Sheila rejected her notion passionately. It looked like Sheila was loyal to her boss, Alexander. “Okay, if you say so.” Iris decided not to push this again and chose to believe Sheila. “Now… I know that you feel confused. But… try to open your heart and see his actions. He is a man of the word.” The personal assistant gave her a piece of advice for Iris to ponder. “And for the gossip trash out there, just pay no attention to that. It’s not worth it, and you only waste your time, and your energy, and ruin your sleep if you think about that.” Sheila took Iris's hands and squeezed them in sympathy. Iris huffed. Gone was her simple and peaceful life. But again, she lost their parents, the love of her life–these things should be ea
ALEXANDER "Why did you say that?" Iris was so surprised by Alex's sarcastic remark. "What is your angle here, baby? Giving the accusation about me getting you pregnant on purpose?" Alex asked her back again. Alex saw Iris staring at him in confusion. She did not know how to answer that question. He was also taken aback by her accusation. He did not think that way. When he said whatever it took to make her his — it meant a seduction. Not by taking away her choice to want or having a baby. That was why he was angry with her direct accusation. Realizing that she was crossing the boundaries, she gave an apology quickly. "I'm sorry, that was uncalled. And I don't mean to accuse you. Apologize for me overstepping the boundary." She said. His anger quickly dried down as well after she apologized like that. He released his breath and reached for her again. He did not like the situation where they were fighting like this. "Come here, baby…" he opened his arms. He was waiting fo
Three months later… Alex walked out of the courthouse with Iris beside him. He kept Iris close and believed their bodyguards do their work perfectly to fend off the rush of journalists waiting outside. The buzz of the journalist throwing off the questions for them made Alex more protective of his pregnant wife. “Stay with me,” he said to Iris closely, in case Iris could not hear him well. Iris only nodded and put her body closer to him while walking together into their Rolls Royce car that was already on standby and waiting for their arrival. “Mr. Browning, how is the trial? Are you happy with the sentence? What do you feel that your father is a criminal convict?” The journalists viciously gave a bunch of questions at him, from the fair questions to the silliest and the most outrageous ones. “Mrs. Browning, are you alright? Do you think the sentence is fair after what Jonathan did to you? Please give us statements!” Some journalists shouted from afar, chasing Iris and Alex do
Alex went into full panic mode. He barked some orders here and there to prepare the driver to bring them to the hospital. Asking the ever-ready Brandon to prepare everything beforehand. From the hospital to the most prominent team of doctors to standby in the hospital and be ready when they arrived there. Iris at first refused Alex's protective–almost borderline panic insistence for them to check her situation at the hospital. She thought she was only having a bad day or had caught some common cold symptoms. But Alex was having none of it. He was persistent with his decision to bring her to the hospital and heard himself that she was okay. So here there was. The car was too slow for Alex, so he opted to call the pilot for his private helicopter to be ready in the next 15 minutes. They left the rooftop and arrived several minutes later at the hospital helipad. The hospital director was already on standby on the tarmac while the nurse brought the wheelchair to carry her! Iris
IRISSeveral days have passed since the kidnapping and the shooting of Alex. Her husband had already been discharged and recuperated in their penthouse. But, of course, he was still busy, as always. He was on the phone or focusing on his laptop, even when Iris asked him to pause and concentrate on his meal. He distractedly said okay but was still on the call with Brandon, Sheila, Noah Evans, and his other people. To appease her, Alex touched Iris here and there. He was making sure that he remembered Iris. But to be perfectly blunt, it was not her main objective. Her objective was to put her husband on bed rest and spend time in the penthouse–unwinding from the recent accident that cost him walking with crutches like this. "Alex! You need to eat something first!" Iris said when Alex distractedly took a slice of apples but ignored the main course that Iris already prepared, waiting for him to sit down and take the lunch together. "A minute, babe, I am still on call with Brandon," Al
Alex felt that he was getting lighter and might pass out soon. But he still ensured Iris was okay and no harm was done to her. “Are you hurt, baby?” Alex asked his wife, who was still crying, seeing how wrecked his thigh was after getting shot. Iris shook her head and watched how Sebastian expertly administered first aid to his wound. One of Sebastian's men already called the police and ambulance to take them. “My father?” Alex asked Sebastian. “He and Jake are wounded. My men neutralized them. I will check them after taking care of you first,” Sebastian responded seriously. Time went blurry in his perspective. Not long after, the ambulance and police sirens were heard outside, and finally, the first responders came and took over the procedures. When one of the police came intending to question Alex and Iris–Sebastian stepped in and answered all the inquiries. “I will take care of it. Don’t worry. I already asked Brandon to accompany you and Iris to the hospital while I deal wi
ALEXANDER Alexander was busy being the CEO interim before the legal paperwork was done and held back-to-back nonstop meetings until he received a call from Sebastian. He frowned and finally asked the remaining directors who still got the post to take a break, and they dutifully left the meeting room. Leaving Alex with his two assistants and his personal lawyer. “Sebastian?” Alex received the call from the first ring. “What is it?” he asked Sebastian. “Someone breaking in and rob Iris’s store–” Sebastian briefed him quickly, and he cursed his heart out. “What the fuck is that mean? How is Iris now? Is she safe? Where are your men, Sebastian?” He rapidly threw questions at Sebastian. He rose from the seat and nodded at Brandon–gesturing that he would deal with this issue and asked his assistant to deal with the rest in the office. “Where is she now?” Alex barked while waiting for the lift door to open and brought him to his car in the basement. “Where is the robber?” He fe
When Iris heard that man's phone ringing, Iris focused on him. "How is it?" that man asked his caller. "Can you set up the bail on him? How much is it? I will transfer right now!" added him. He then glanced at Iris–borderline fascinated, making her shiver because she was uncomfortable with how he stared at her. "Sure, let me know when Jonathan will arrive here. We can start negotiating with Alex then." After that, he ended the call and turned to her with a slimy smile she hated profoundly. "Now, Mrs Browning, rest and wait until Jonathan comes here. We will talk a lot after this," "Who are you?" Iris asked him again.
IRIS After the last night dining with Alex, Iris got a new perspective and advice from him concerning how she opened the new store. With a calculator in front of her and a laptop to calculate the initial expense and capital she needed for the new business–Iris stared at the Excel sheet blankly. Too many zeros, and Iris could not keep up. She recalculated again, and still, the numbers were not changing. She was pondering the numbers deeply when her phone rang again. She checked the caller, and it was the realtor. “Oh, hi! Sorry for the late response,” Iris greeted the realtor. She replied while she inspected the qu
The meeting room was buzzing with anticipation.Alex and his two assistants came earlier than his father and the cronies. Alexander was also accompanied by his lawyer–ready to back him up for today’s meeting.His father’s ‘former’ supporters came flooding the room one by one. They sent a discreet glance at Alex. Ensuring Alex was true to his words and would not leak their filthy criminal and offensive acts to the press surely brought them down.But Alex sat still with a perfect poker face. His opponents could not see and not understand what he was thinking."All the preparation is already in motion. We can strike the attack at your sign," Brandon whispered."Yes, let
"What do you mean unlimited?" Iris asked him with a horrified expression. But still, in his mind, her face was extremely cute, so he could not stop smiling at her. "That's exactly what I said. No budget for you. Just spend whatever you wish, baby! I won't stop you, my personal accountant or financial advisors," he replied casually just before the chef served the first course of their omakase fine dining style at this restaurant. Iris was just shaking her head in disbelief. "I am serious, Alex! You can't just answer my question like that! I need you to tell me honestly how much I should spend if I want to make a branch for my small shop," Iris, in reflex, took his sleeve-asking for his undivided attention given solely to her. “Alright, I am listening to you now,” he turned and focused on her. He drew his body closer to her until he smelled her divine scent throughout his nose. Iris was flustered when he charged like that. In front of the chef–no less!“What is it, baby? What do yo