LOGIN“Alicia, you’ve been smiling like you just pulled off insider trading and got away with it,” Zara said, narrowing her eyes from the video call window. “Thirty minutes of that face is suspicious. Something happened with Alex, don’t even try to deny it.”
Alicia exhaled, trying and failingto smooth out her expression. Her fingers drifted over the stack of books on her desk, more for distraction than anything. The smile returned anyway, slow and involuntary.
“I don’t know,” she said quietly. “He’s… interesting.”
Zara recoiled as if the screen had slapped her. “Interesting? Alex? Are we talking about the same man? What exactly happened between you two last night?”
Alicia paused, then delivered it with carefully manufactured nonchalance.
“I kissed him.”
An heavy silence descended between them.
“By accident,” she added, barely convincingly.
Zara’s jaw dropped. “You! Kissed! Him! Alicia, have you temporarily lost your sanity?!”
“Yeah I guess.”
Do you understand the magnitude of what you’re saying? How, how does one even accidentally kiss him of all people? What sequence of events could possibly lead to this?”
“He said something about what happened with me and I remembered Renad. The painful memory took control and I cried. He then..he then held me in his arms to comfort me. I can’t even Dave him right now! I’m so embarrassed!”
Zara laughed heartily. “You should be jumping with glee. Do you know how many ladies out there would want this closeness? So what’s next?”
Alicia shot her a playful glare. “Are you supposed to ask me that when I just told you I’m confused as well? Zara, don’t add to my worries please.”
“Just get to talk to him like adults would. I’m sure he isn’t a jerk.”
“I’ll try. Just let me think.”
“Should I go off to give you time?” Zara let out a muffled giggle.
“You crazy girl. Yes, you need to. See ya.”
Alicia landed on the bed with a thud. Staring at the ceiling, the memory of last night flowed in again. What was she even thinking?
She had to see him and explain. She had to.
At that moment she got a text from an unknown number yet she knew instantly that it was from the man she could not stop thinking about.
“Can we see?”
She immediately responded.
“Why?”
“I want to see you. I want us to discuss the other day.”
She blushed remembering.
“Play hard to get. Say No!” Her mind was saying.
She didn’t respond for a while. She was feeling so much excitement and her heart was racing.
“Yeah. Where should we meet?” She texted back.
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Alex arrived at her hotel room, with flowers in his hand. She texted him to meet her here. Unfortunately for him, his goofy best friend Adrian had seen him buying the flowers and stubbornly followed him.
When Alex stood at her door he didn’t knock. He was nervous and didn’t know what to do.
Until..
“Don’t tell me you’ve been pacing around here for minutes and you’ve still not talked to her?”
He heard the annoying voice of his goofy best friend. So he had even followed up upstairs?
“Adrian, you don’t know this girl, so just let me do it my way. Don’t worry. Just get going.”
“I think you need help.” Adrian drew closer to her door and knocked.
“Adrian, what do you think you’re doing?!”
Adrian tilted his head and smirked. “I’m helping a friend who doesn’t know how to approach a lady.”
At the second knock, Alicia opened the door.
“May I ask who….”
“Oh, such a beautiful lady you are. I’m Adrian, a friend of Alex. He’s been pacing here for a while and I just thought to help him call you out. Do you mind?” He smiled.
Alicia’s gaze went to where Alex stood. He looked away. Her eyes fell on the flowers. Was that for her?
She smiled. “I don’t. I’ve been wanting to talk to him too. Thank you.”
“Really?” He laughed.
Alicia nodded. “Yes. So you just helped both of us.”
“Wow, then good luck to you both. My wife is calling.” He waved and walked over to Alex. “If you like, mess it up.” He patted his shoulders and left.
Alex walked over to her. Her gaze was no longer the fiery one. Did last night change it?
He was blushing and he handed her the flowers.
“This is for you,” he said shyly.
“Oh thank you,” she said. It was an assortment of several beautiful flowers.
“I didn’t know which one you would like.”
“It’s fine,” she smiled.
“Do you want to stand there or come in?”
He knew it. She was back to being herself again. “I’ll come in. Thank you.”
She closed the door behind him and sat.
“So, should I go first?” she asked.
“I know what you want to say exactly so let me just go first.”
“You know what I want to say? Are you reading my mind or what?”
“Alicia, please. Not again. Can we just have a normal conversation?”
“No,” she said, pouting.
They were silent for a while. Just staring at each other and not knowing what to say.
Soon he drew closer, staring intently into her eyes.
“May I?”
She nodded and he pressed his lips against hers. He kissed, playing with her tongue. She dropped the flowers, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back. His arms moved to her waist pulling her closer and kissing her deeply. She moaned a little.
It went on for minutes. She kissed him, twirling her tongue around his warm mouth, his grip tightening around her waist.
She could feel her legs turning to jelly. Her thoughts went on hold and all she could see was them.
His hand started to move slowly up her skirt and thigh. She didn’t stop him, even drawing closer to him so he could touch her more. Just as his hand was finding its way to her forbidden fruit a phone rang loudly.
The two jerked back to reality. Alex stared at his phone to see a coded message. He’d check that later.
“I’m sorry for this now. Because….”
“No, I should be. I’d been cranky with you since the first time we met. I’ve had my own share of bad past relationships and I just see all men that way.”
“Including me…now?”
“You can never tell. But maybe not.”
Alex drew her closer. She could hear the rhythm of his shallow breath as his piercing gaze was on her right now. “I don’t know what you’ve used on me but since the first time I saw you, I’ve been very intrigued. No lady has ever been that daring and confident to speak to me that way. No lady but you and I’m glad that fate keeps bringing us back here. Here and now.”
Alicia went mute for seconds. She couldn’t explain what she was feeling. She didn’t even know why she did what she did. Could this be real? It looked so sudden.
“Alex, I have nothing to say. I just need time to process all these things going on. I…I…”
A knock at the door. Alex stood up.
“Who is there?”
“Boss, it’s me, Tan. Sir Adrian directed me here. There’s an emergency that needs your attention now. A message has been sent to your phone, Sir. Did you check it?”
“No. I'll be with you shortly.”
“Alright, Sir.”
Footsteps faded away.
“Is there something going on?”
Alex faked a smile. “It’s nothing. I’m sure it’s one of these troubles of being the most notable billionaire in Texas.”
Alicia rolled her eyes. “Don’t start with me. And I’m sorry that my father placed a watch on us. He’s just been too protective of me since I was little.”
“You knew that? That’s quite impressive. I’ll get in touch with you when I get to Texas. Don’t run. You mustn’t.” He headed to the door.
“You should be telling yourself that.”
With a last smile, he walked out.
She wasn’t stupid. She knew something was up and she hoped her father wasn’t the mastermind
Margaret didn’t come at night. Margaret came at 7:03 a.m., when the sky was gray and honest and most people were still pretending the day hadn’t started. She didn’t knock. The locks turned with a key Alicia didn’t know she still had. Alicia was in the kitchen. Alex was by the front door, already awake, already waiting. He’d slept in shifts, gun legally registered and locked in a safe, but within reach. Neither of them had discussed it. They hadn’t needed to. Margaret stepped inside wearing cream silk and pearls, like she was late for a charity board. Her eyes swept the apartment—Alex by the door, Alicia by the counter, no Aiden—and landed on the flash drive still sitting on the dining table from two nights ago. “Darling,” she said to Alicia. “You look tired.” “You need to leave,” Alex said. No heat. Just a fact. Margaret smiled at him. “I own half of this building, Mr. George. Through three different LLCs. I don’t leave places I own.” “You don’t own her,” Alex replie
Margaret Dickson didn’t raise her voice when she was angry. She raised her standards. By 8 a.m. Monday, three things happened. First, Alicia’s studio landlord hand-delivered a notice. _Lease under review due to “zoning compliance audit.” Vacate in 30 days if violations are found. There were no violations. There never were. Second, Aiden’s pediatrician called. We're so sorry, Ms. Dickson, but we’re over capacity and have to refer you to another provider. Effective immediately. They’d been his doctor since birth. Third, Ms. Hendricks from CPS requested a second home visit. Just procedural. Given recent media attention and new information received._ New information. Alicia read the email three times, then set her phone face-down and went to throw up. Alex found her on the bathroom floor twenty minutes later. “Tell me,” he said. No preamble. She told him. He didn’t curse. Didn’t punch a wall. He just went very, very still. The way he used to look before he destroyed
The invitation wasn’t accepted. It was acknowledged. Chris replied at 2:17 a.m. _Your place. Cute. Bringing the bodyguard. I’ll bring an appetite..Alicia read it once. Deleted it. Then deleted it from her trash. Alex didn’t sleep after that. He sat at her kitchen table with his laptop open, legal docs on one screen, security camera feeds on the other. By 6 a.m. he had three former Marines rotating outside her building and a restraining order draft that would never hold against Chris but looked good in court. “You need to rest,” Alicia said, setting coffee beside him. “So do you,” he countered, not looking up. “I’m not the one about to walk into a boardroom that wants his head.” Alex finally met her eyes. “Let them want it. I’m not giving it to them.” Keith had texted him four times. He hadn’t opened any of them. The fifth text came at 7:31 a.m. Board votes at 10. They’re pushing for temporary removal as CEO. Citing ‘erratic personal conduct affecting company stabili
The home visit was scheduled for Thursday. Two days away. Alicia wrote it on her calendar in black ink, underlined it twice, then stared at it until the letters blurred. Forty-eight hours to prove she was a fit mother to the child she’d raised alone for four years. Forty-eight hours to sanitize a life that had never been dirty to begin with.Alex found her scrubbing the baseboards at 11 p.m. “Alicia.”“I know.” She didn’t look up. “It’s late.”“It’s already clean.”“It can be cleaner.” He crouched beside her, took the rag from her hand. Her fingers were red, raw. She didn’t fight him. “They want to see normal,” he said quietly. “Not perfect. You don’t have to bleed for them.”She let out a breath that sounded too much like a sob and pressed her forehead to his shoulder. Just for a second. Then she pulled back. “Aiden can’t see me like this,” she whispered. “He won’t.”But he did. The next morning, Aiden stood in the kitchen doorway watching Alicia repack his backpack for the
Alex slept on Alicia’s couch that night.Not because anything dramatic happened.Not because either of them said it out loud.It just felt wrong for him to leave.He lay there staring at the ceiling long after the apartment had gone quiet, listening to the refrigerator hum, the distant siren somewhere downtown, the soft rhythm of a city that didn’t care who was falling apart inside it.Alicia hadn’t cried.That worried him more than if she had.She’d moved through the apartment slowly, methodically—locking doors, checking windows, smoothing Aiden’s hair as he slept. Like if she kept her hands busy, her thoughts wouldn’t catch up.Alex wanted to say something useful.He didn’t.He watched instead. Memorized the way she pressed her lips together when she was thinking too hard. The way her shoulders stayed tense even when she sat down.At some point, she paused in the doorway between the hallway and the living room.“Are you still awake?” she asked quietly.“Yeah.”She nodded. “Good.”T
The pressure didn’t arrive all at once.It came in pieces.Alex noticed it first in the way doors stopped opening easily.A meeting with the energy board was “rescheduled indefinitely.” A funding partner asked for additional compliance reviews that hadn’t been necessary before. An old ally suddenly wanted everything in writing.Keith didn’t say anything.That worried him more than if she had.By noon, his legal team was in his office, faces tight.“This isn’t random,” one of them said. “Someone’s pushing quietly.”“Who?” Alex asked.They exchanged a look.“Hard to say. But whoever it is has leverage. And patience.”Alex already knew the answer.Alicia felt it differently.More personally.She was leaving Aiden’s school when a woman she didn’t recognize approached her.“Well,” the woman said lightly, adjusting her sunglasses. “You must be Alicia.”Alicia stopped. “Do I know you?”“No,” the woman replied. “But I know your mother.”Something inside Alicia went cold.“She wanted me to pas
Alicia sat in the passenger seat, watching the buildings in Alex’s estate blur past.Alicia was a rich heiress too yet she had never stayed in such a luxurious house setting.“This is too much.”“It’s secure. That’s all that matters right now.”The car pulled up to the front entrance. Modern archite
“Someone has to. And right now, doing nothing is worse.”She wanted to argue. But he had a point.“Fine. But I get to see it first.”“Deal.”After dinner, Aiden crashed hard. All the excitement wore him out.Alicia was tucking him in when he asked, “Mummy, why are those people taking pictures of us
Alicia pulled back first, breathless and dizzy.“We shouldn’t have done that.”“Probably not.” Alex’s voice was rough. His forehead rested against hers. Neither of them moved away.“This doesn’t change anything.”“Doesn’t it?”She finally stepped back, putting distance between them. Her lips still
Alex was in the middle of a conference call when his office door slammed open.Leah walked in like she owned the place. Which, technically, she partly did.“We need to talk.”Alex muted the call. “I’m busy.”“Unmute yourself and tell them the meeting’s over.”“Leah…”“Now, Alexander.”He sighed and







