Chapter 8 Prostrate Yourself.

Alexandra had a dream. She couldn’t quite figure out the details as all was blurry, but she remembered the incidents transpiring in her dream.

In a flash, her fifteen years of love-filled and peaceful life was destroyed.

And In the darkest moment of her life, when everything felt like it was about to end, that’s when he showed up and tore into her dark space, brightening it up.

The man who gave her hope once more.

Lucien Albrecht.

…..

At the sound of her alarm, Alexandra’s eyes fluttered open, giving way for a captured tear to slip out.

For the first time in a long while, she had dreamed about that day.

Gently silenced her alarm, she moved to her bathroom, getting dressed for her work. But among all, certain thoughts lingered in her mind, disrupting the peaceful flow of her day.

Why… Why now of all days had she dreamt about her ex husband?

That man she had decided to forget.

The dream left the pit of her stomach tingling with uneasiness, which somehow kept her foot rooted to the floor and her eyes glued on her reflection in the mirror.

God, her day had barely started yet that damn dream had her stressing out.

Was something going to happen?

***

Following her arrival at the company, Alexandra inspected the various branches of Grey Enterprise.

Grey Enterprise had started off as a dream of her father. The late Miguel Grey, the core founder of the company, started it off as a game producing company, and later in his years, he expanded it into electronics, constructions, real estate and the entertainment industries.

For years, the Grey Enterprise was dominant, remaining at the top. But following the death of her parents and her uncles' betrayal act, the company slowly sank below, giving the Top spot to Albrecht Empire.

Unlike back in the days, Alexandra wasn’t just going to sit still and watch her company remain second.

She had come back to reclaim everything that once belonged to her, and that included the Top spot in the business industry.

“The President truly is gorgeous.”

“And kind. How lucky are we to work under her.”

“Grey Enterprise is surely going to rank number one this year.”

Whispers of such flew past Alexandra’s ears as she moved, a smile creeping its way onto her lips.

However, as soon as the blonde stepped into her office, that smile faded.

“Who let you in here?” Her question was directed towards the brunette sitting in her office.

Vivian.

Great, just what she needed to ruin her day.

“Sister Alex.” Vivian stood up from the couch. “You’re finally here. I wanted to apologies for-”

“Shut up and answer my question. Who. Let You. In. Here?”

“I came in by myself.” Vivian boldly admitted as she stood tall, wanting to take a stand for her meek persona.

“Get out the same way you entered.” She sassed, inwardly setting up a mental note to change the security guard.

“But Sister Alex! Listen to me; I came to apologize on behalf of my father and brother. I hope you can forgive us and allow us to live back in the house once more.” Begrudgingly lowering her head, Vivian bowed at her waist, hoping her action could at least spark some form of pity in the older blonde.

It didn’t.

Alexandra’s cold eyes remained on her bowing figure, with a devious smile crossing her lips, she began.

“Forgive them you say? Fine.”

There was a momentary pause in her speech as she walked past the still bowing brunette and elegantly slipped into her presidential seat.

“But since you're coming to beg for my mercy, shouldn’t you prostrate yourself on the floor?”

On hearing this, Vivian's head flew up in surprise. “Sister Alex! How can you ask me to do such a thing?” She yelled, almost breaking out of character.

Alexandra tilted her head, gray orbs swimming with conceit and ridicule as they bore through Vivian’s.

“What? Is this asking for too much? After everything you’ve done?” The smile on her lips completely vanished during her last word, sending waves of frightened shivers down Vivian’s back.

“Sister-” Vivian’s body slowly began to tremble in anger, hatred and fear, like a soaked cat and contemplating her options.

At that moment Michael leaned in towards Alexandra, lowering his voice as he spoke near her ear.

“A shareholders meeting will begin in five minutes.”

Alexandra slightly turned her head in his direction, somewhat confused about what meeting he was talking about.

“What meeting?” She asked in a low voice. “I don’t recall setting one.”

“Your uncles did; unfortunately, it looks like they purposely excluded your attendance.”

Bastards!

Her gaze darkened.

Were those illiterate cows actually trying to overthrow her?

“Young Miss, shall I have them all thrown out?”

The blonde waved her hand, signaling it wasn’t a matter to create a fuss about.

“No. Better still, let's pay my uncles a visit.” Standing up, she harshly spoke, snapping Vivian out of her thought bubble.

“You. Get out and never come back.” Walking past her, Alexandra added. “If I return and you’re still here, I’ll have you dragged out.”

With the sound of her heels clicking behind, and Michael following by her side, Alexandra approached the den of those lions.

The biggest mistake she had done was to submit to her uncles.

She was only gone for five years and yet, the whole place turned into a mess.

Where did they have the confidence to continue managing the company?

As she reached for the door of the conference room, someone pulled it in the opposite direction, causing her body to tilt and suddenly fall forward.

This was one of the several reasons why she hated wearing heels and two way doors.

Her fall however, was stopped by a pair of firm arms and sturdy chest.

Alexandra felt relief and was about to thank the person holding her. However, as she raised her head, her gray orbs locked with a pair of ocean blue ones and her heart stopped.

Even without anyone telling her, the blonde recognized those eyes…

It belonged to the man who she had just recently cut ties with.

The man who she had once dearly loved and would have sacrificed anything for.

Her Ex husband…Lucien. Albrecht.