Alexandra peeled open her eyes in panic and was panting heavily with beads of cold sweats on her forehead. She looked at the clock and it was midnight, and she was already woken up from her slumber by the horrid dream. She hurriedly wiped the sweat.
She was sure she will not sleep anytime sooner, so she decided to take a walk. The cold and utter silence in the humongous villa was making her feel lonely as if she was the last human being on earth.
A sudden craving for alcohol ran through her. Though a little hesitant, she opened the large storage room where the collection of red wine was kept safely.
Large barrels of old wine was kept as treasure. The old man was always fond of red wine and she inherited that fondness towards wine from him.
Halton opened the door for the affluent woman inside the car.Everyone was in awe seeing the beautiful woman step out of the Red Bugatti. She was wearing a formal white shirt along with the knee-length black pencil skirt suitable for an executive meeting.Her seductive red-tinted lips curved into an unreadable smile. Her black shades made her look unapproachable yet classy. Her raven black hair was let loose, dancing side to side with the wind.She looked at the tall building with admiration. The Lion stood prideful as ever in platinum. Royal Steel a multinational company that had set foot in every field.Tech companies to Automobiles, Gaming to Jewellery companies. Its fierce roar could be heard in every corner of the vast business world. The king of the Jungle.She took her steps toward the Building. Her hands tucked in her pockets and her coat hung around her shoulders like a cape made her look majestic.&n
Steve was releasing cold sweats seeing his boss working vigorously on the Macbook. He was afraid he would lose his Job anytime sooner because his boss was getting irrational and cranky these days. Presumably because of less sleep, the dark circles under his eyes were the evidence. He was depriving his sleep after being rejected by a woman. The only woman in the world he wanted to have by his side. He had bought this upon himself."Did you gather the information about her?" Jonathan asked. His cold aura hung in the air like the artic gust."Yes," Steve replied. He prepared himself by letting himself take a deep breath. He could not afford to stumble."Speak.""Alexandra Winchester born on 2nd May 1997 turned 24 this year.No preschool and middle school records, she was homeschooled till the age of 13 but she was graduated from the top University in the UK.She majored in Business and Finance. Although a business majo
"I would like to meet up with all of the head of the departments, list the one that is new and yes, bring all their private details," Alexandra said looking at the paperwork in the hand. Her brows knitted into a frown.There is no way the stocks must have declined significantly like this...Unless someone had fiddled with the financial reports. The cash flow of Royal Steel had always been stable. There were strict regulations on the data collected, but now all that seemed to be thrown off the window."Yes, Mam" Secretary Warren excused herself.Halton stood there with a puzzled look on his face. "Why would you need all of these details?"Alexandra rolled her eyes. "You don't understand do you?" Halton shook his head in a no."There is a possible chance that my DEAR mother has implanted some spies in here. I will find out all of them and throw them out before they get in my way."She stated calmly. Halton couldn't figure out what was goi
Before entering the conference room Alexandra pulled Halton closer to her and whispered something. Halton looked baffled at first then nodded and left.The people present in the conference room held their breath, they looked a bit tensed and some were curious who is going to their boss.Except for secretary Warren, no one was informed who their boss was, and assumed they would be greeting Anastasia Roberts.With a charming smile, she entered."Greetings ladies and gentlemen"There was pin-drop silence in the room. One, in particular, looked as if he was seeing a ghost. Alexandra turned her head towards James Wilson, her sharp feline eyes ridiculed at the man's state.'Look at this baffled Buffon.' He rubbled his tensed receding forehead and gulped. He turned to the person next to him to avoid her piercing stare."What is this? I was hoping for a warm greeting but all of
"You've been fired for sexually harassing your subordinate."James Wilson's face as pale as a paper, people around him gave him accusing looks. Like they are seeing the most disgusting thing, but they already knew about his wrongdoings. They didn't want to fall victim to Alexandra's offence.Beads of cold sweats tickled down James Wilson's spine."Did you not know that you cannot touch women's bodies like that? or did you think that was part of your job?" Alexandra asked stroking her chin. "It's a heinous crime in case you didn't know." James lowered his head.Alexandra knew where this man's audacity came from. He was quite good at winning people's interest, and Gabriel had backed him. Even the woman had complained against him, no action was taken and no one believed her.The woman was tormented by Gabriel's men to keep her mouth shut. Alexandra would be a failure as a CEO and as a woman if she didn't provide the wom
It was the middle of the night, her room immersed in silence. Except for the large clock ticking, nothing was heard as each second passed by.She felt like she was pushing herself closer to death. Again, she couldn't sleep. She stared at the door and a voice stretched into her ears.(You couldn't save him) 'Why?' She thought. She couldn't shut down her nightmare even when she opens her eyes. (No one loved you) "It's not true he loved me." (No he didn't he only pitied you)"He loved me! Shut up!" She pulled her hair, as tears rolled down from her cheeks. "He loved me and yet..."She got up from her bed and aimlessly walked on the corridor. She hugged herself from the cold breeze. 'Where should I go?' Her legs led her to a pink door with cherry blossoms beautifully painted on it.She twisted the doorknob and walked in, the room was vivid because of the moonlight, and as she walked in, memories rush through her like a breac
(The following Chapter contains instances of self-harm. If you are not comfortable with it you can skip the chapter.)Alexandra couldn't comprehend when she had stopped crying, the dried-up tears on her face. The portrait was securely tucked in her arms. Her eyes held nothingness, looking like a lifeless being. If one were to see this they would think of her as a corpse. A beautiful corpse.The first rays of dawn fell upon the window pane and reflected light into the four corners of the room. But she was immovable. Sitting on the cold floor, she felt legless.She somehow got up from the floor, but it was hard to stand on her feet still, she stood because no one will catch her if she falls. She was sure if Aunt Margretta didn't find her in the bedroom she would be worried. The portrait was placed back in its place
A loud crashing of ceramic dishes resounded inside the kitchen. A young maid hurriedly picked up the broken pieces and some of the sharp edges penetrated her fingers. "I am terribly sorry about this!" The maid named Jannet cried. "It's alright, please be careful next time," Aunt Margretta comforted her, but she was in tears. What if the young miss heard of this?! She will lose her job! Her last resort! Aunt Margretta knelt down to help her pick up the broken white plates. The young made was indeed touched by the helping hand. "It's only been a few months since you joined and it's normal to make mistakes. I was in a worse state when I first came here with my mother," Aunt Margaretta comforted her. She was just a twelve-year-old girl when she had served as the maid. Margaretta and Catherine had little age difference, and they were pretty good friends. But, after that incident, Catherine began resenting everyone..