His eyes shone with anger and I wondered what I did this time around. "This is 9:00 am, Miss Taylors, why are you just resuming work?"He asked, leaving me confused. "Sir, it was stated in the contract I have that I have to resume by nine in the morning", I answered him as gently as I could and
Alexander's POV I got to work around 8:00 am on Tuesday morning and Dalia wasn't at work yet. She was supposed to be in the office before me and that made me mad. I went into my office and was fuming mad. She's supposed to be my personal assistant, meaning she's supposed to be at work before
Damien stepped in and I dismissed her, she all but ran out of the office at an inhumane speed and I rubbed my hands down my face in frustration. What is wrong with you, Alexander? After she left, Damien stared at me, urging me to spill whatever was going on with me and I decided against telling
Dalia's POV It's the weekend!!!! It's the weekend which means no work, no Alexander, just me and my bed and N*****x with a lot of junks. My first week of work was officially over and I survived. I freaking survived the devil himself. Since the day Jackson brought food for me, which later t
What was I expecting? He's a freaking billionaire, of course he lives in a classy neighbourhood. I pressed a button which made a scanner scan my face before the gate opened with a buzz. I was amazed by this but my jaw dropped when I saw the magnificent house I was headed to. It is a large 2
Alexander's POV It's the weekend, which means I get to spend the whole day with my little princess without worrying about a particular brown-eyed girl effortlessly getting attention from men at work. Since the day I saw another man get her food ,I've made her workload heavier so she won't
"That's a good girl", I said to her as I carried her into her room to get her dressed up. After bathing her and brushing her teeth, she made me braid her hair which ended up looking weird but she seemed to be okay with it. We were just done with our makeover when the doorbell rang, it was Josi
Dalia's POV Thank God. I breathed a sigh of relief when he told me Amber's mom had always been absent. I smiled a little before I cautioned myself. There's no need to feel relaxed and happy, he's still your boss and off limits too. Why did he tell me about it though? It's not like he owes me a
Dalia’s POV It was not as hard to leave Amber in the care as I thought it would be. She was already feeling sleepy and waved sleepily as the lady carried her away. “You’ll be there when I wake up?” She asked and my heartstrings tugged. “Of course, Princess. I’ll be there when you wake up”
Dalia’s POV The rest of the evernig was calm and everyone had the time of their lives. By the time of our lives, I mean Chelsea and Damien flirting unashamedly, Amber getting excited when she sees something she likes, Alexander looking so relaxed and amazing in his suit and me, well, just bein
Alexander’s POV I heard the door to the room Dalia was open and my jaw dropped when I looked in that direction. If there was a word that describes how she looked in that moment, I’m sure I had never heard of it. Amber, whom I was having a conversation with looked in her direction too and
Dalia’s POV Our suite definitely emerged out of a movie because there was no way I was standing in such a magnificent space. Italians just have a way to make everything surreal. There were two rooms in the suite, a very large living area overlooking the city, a dining area and a kitchenett
Dalia's POV Italy is a very beautiful country. The environment and people are so gorgeous, I definitely forgot why we had to take a vacation in the first place. It was evening by the time we landed in Italy and the way the city lit up had me squealing like a child. “Chels, it's so beautif
Dalia’s POV The plane ride was a bit rough, but it was also more than what I expected.. When we got to the airport, Chelsea and Damien were still not there and I might have gotten an idea of what made them arrive later than we did. We left the house at the same time after all. My suspicio
Alexander's POV “I fucking need information on him. Get it through her, dig into their past, fucking round up their family members and interrogate any of them if you have to. I don't care if you travel to everywhere they have ever been to get information. Just get me something”, I said angrily
Dalia's POV “Chelsea, we'll be late”, I called out to her as I got downstairs. “Bitch, please, it's a private jet. We CAN'T be late”, she shouted back. “Quit being sassy and get yourself down here. Also, watch your language, there's a child in the house”, I shouted back. I swear, that woman d
Alexander’s POV I looked at my angel sleeping peacefully beside me and my heart constricted painfully. I gently detangled myself from her without waking her up and rolled onto my back, facing the ceiling. Why now? The question I've been asking myself popped up in my head again. I alr