All Chapters of The Billionaire Rebel and The Angel (Alexander's Crave): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alexander’s POVI have my eyes pinned on her, pacing, waiting for her eyes to open; I plan on scolding her, drilling her with tons of questions— my head racing with thoughts, frightening thoughts, imploding thoughts.For one, who the hell was that woman last night?And my prayers are answered, she stirs awake, her eyes fluttering and slowly they open— blue, hazy and shy.Shy? Shy? No Angel, you can’t just turn shy this morning. You have freaking questions to answer.“Who are you?” I scowl, driving a frightening gaze into her.She moves, straightening out in bed so her back dug into the pile of pillows.“Speak Catherine, who the hell are you?” I glowerYou break my clutch, run me wild, push me past my limit, an Angel indeed.She swallows, her face shifts with embarrassment but I don’t buy it, how could I? When she grinds like the devil.“Dominic Kent led me to believe that you were a good, innocent, modest woman and what you did last night leads me to believe otherwise….. so who the he

Alexander’s POVRichard, sitted in his usual position at the opposite edge of the imposing oval table of the grand Clifford boardroom broke the quiet hums and anxious murmurs.“We have a 24 hours window to sell off our shares from ULTRA before the stock crashes” I fumbled with my palms that only itched to shove a right hook into his blanching arrogant face.I roll my eyes over to George Baker, the oldest on the board but not the wisest as I have come to notice, pitching in. “I agree with Richard the ULTRA market is showing signs of an impending crash.If we do not sell now, we are looking at a devastating loss”And then Alan Walker, with his usual avid response, chipped in, “24 hours is too hasty a time; we could end up selling our shares for less than nothing. I mean we've weathered storms before. If we sell, we'll be abandoning our long-term vision and the hard work…. again, for less than nothing” “I think it’s better we sell for less than nothing, than lose everything all together

Simon’s POVI burst into the Clifford Manor, blazing through, drooling of rage and shame, my heart thudding loudly in my chest, my hands fisting, itching to send a deathly hook into Alexander’s jaw.“Simon…” Olivia’s voice cuts into the darkness, I hear her footsteps hustling after me but I do not stop, charging into my room, slamming the door forcefully behind me.How could I have lost now? Now? When Catherine’s heart was at stake, how could I have lost her, to him? To that fucking brute who didn’t even care about her. The creak sound of the door interrupts my thoughts, I turn and it’s Olivia, as expected, ever the meddling sister.“Simon…” She reaches closer, cupping my chin, scrutinizing my busted lip. “Who did this to you?”“Fucking Alexander Clifford!” I heave, through gritted teeth.Her brows furrowed with a frown, assessing my face further. “Alexander did this?”I am pacing, panting, steaming with rage, my words come with heavy breaths. “Yes”Focusing her unflinching gaze. “Wh

Alexander’s POVI was addressing Sussex as the President of Clifford Enterprise for the first time at the annual Clifford new models Launch party. The grand hall of the convention center was packed with delegates, wearing their skepticism like sleeves on their shoulders. Go on Alexander, you are king now and they must bow, my clutch charges me.“I am not Harry and I do not have the makings of Arthur, so do not seek for them in me. I am Alexander Clifford….” With a slight head tilt and a tinge of humor, I add. “Rebel of Sussex if you might…” Their grim faces break into laughter and I sniff the air of affirmation that now floats in the room. Before Arthur and Harry's demise, I had only ever attended Clifford functions as a fly on the wall, hanging in the outskirts of the invisible and loathing myself for even making an appearance. Banging Olivia afterwards and basking in Arthur’s obliviousness was the only thing I looked forward to but now, the tides had changed, I was not just a fly

Alexander’s POV“I don’t want to go anywhere with you” Catherine’s grumbling continued, the car humming softly as it cruised through the scanty dark road. My tracking eyes shuffling between her and the road and suddenly, her shoulder slumps, the fight draining out of her, her eyes spinning and watering. “I saw you with her, kissing her…in public," She said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and vulnerability.My eyes furrow, entreating my thoughts, I conclude swiftly that she is referring to Olivia and that long kiss she gave me on the cheek.I glance at her, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. "This is not a normal marriage Catherine; I never promised you all of me…. you knew what you signed up for”She let out a bitter laugh. "Then why did you ask Simon to stay away from me?”I sigh, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Because I don’t trust him.”“Bullshit Alexander, Bullshit," She snapped. "You asked him to stay away because you are a chauvinistic bastard who can’t