Romans & histoires I Won't Give In Asking Alexandria

Want to grab lunch later? **Alexandra:** *I'd love that. See you at 1?* **Alicia:** *Perfect. See you then.* Alexandra slipped her phone back into her pocket and continued walking, her mind still wrestling with the decision about the game. She knew she needed to focus on her own healing and future, but something about Jeremy's earnest request made her falter.

She was never like that. "Now hand that phone one to he, " Mrs Wachukwu says now stretching out to Alexandra, who simply ignored her. "Alexs, will you hand that phone over to mum!" Raphael who was suddenly pissed says to Alexandra who a questionable look on his face. "And are you talking to me?" Alexandra faces Raphael. "Because I don't think so!" She shrugs. "Alexs, will you shut up and hand the phone over!" Mrs Wachukwu asks with a frown.

Alexa said nervously. "Alexandria Akins...do you think you can escape from me after last night?" Stacy asked standing up from the chair. "Um...what was that?" Alexa asked feigning ignorance. "Oh...now you suffer from memory loss, well let me refresh your memory...you didn't answer my question and you tricked me," Stacy said with a wicked smile on her face. "Uh...so sorry but I need to get to work, we'll talk when I come back," Alexandria said trying to escape her friend's wrath.

Save me," Alex cried and it was now that she was revealing her trait as the best paparazzi and gossip collector ever. The fact that she could do all that acting and talking in a room full of people and still keep a straight face showed how good she was. On the other end of the call, Denise removed the phone from her ear and looked at it with a puzzled expression. She wondered how bad the situation was to make Alex cry. She also wondered what Alex meant by asking her to help them. Could she really do anything? "Alex, I really wish I could help but you very well know that I can't. So, please bear with him. He will eventually get tired and leave you guys alone," she tried convincing but who was

, Alex said . " Well , I don't need your money . You just need to do a simple thing , ask me for help and in polite manner , I hate rude people . " , Hercules demanded . " I won't . Dream on ! " , Alex dismissed his order . "Then ask someone for help . " , Hercules said . " No ! Bro , no one can help us . " , Michelle said and turned to Alex , " Alex , we don't have other option . Drop your ego and ask for help . "

The last time, he left me in the middle night to talk to Daryl and Tristan. But it didn't matter as I could summon him anytime, and he was ready to embrace me in his warmth a minute later. -- "Alexia, could I know about the inquiry?" I asked in between routine chats through phone calls with Alexia. I usually didn't demand people for my favor, especially if they were only the way, not the one who could give a direct answer. But I needed it now. The sooner, the better. "About the witch?" I nodded my head but then realized she couldn't see it. "Yes."

"Now, take them!" Alexandria did with a burst of strength, an angry fire over which she hardly had any control. She did not wish to battle—she did not wish to spend one drop more blood. But she would not retreat either. Her father had taught her strength, and she was second. Before the guards could make another move, Alexandria stepped forward, her gaze fixed on Vladimir with a fury that matched his own. "You may have the dungeons, Vladimir," she said coldly, "but you’ll never have my will. You’ve lost."

****** ALEXANDRIA POV I barely had time to breathe after my press conference before the consequences started rolling in. News headlines exploded. MS. ALEXANDRIA LEXINGTON REJECTS PRESIDENT CHESTER BLACKWOOD'S GRAND DECLARATION! IS THE BILLIONAIRE LOSING HIS TOUCH? Ms. ALEXANDRIA STANDS HER GROUND—'I'M NOT AN ACQUISITION.' It should have made me feel powerful. Instead, it made my stomach twist. Because I knew him He wasn't the type to back down And my gut told me this fight was far from over.

"Alexis! I am not going to drop you off if you miss the bus." My mum shouted from downstairs. With a loud groan, I finally left my bed and stopped the DVD playing Got you by Joshua Wells, the most famous, rich and most amazing musician of all time. Well that's what I believe, still counts.

“That over there is my best friend, Alexandria.” “No fucking way!” I exclaimed, laughing. “My name is Alexandra. Alexa for short.” “No fucking way!” Michelle shot me a disbelieving look, laughing too. “That’s…pretty amazing, and a complete coincidence. So, what do you say?” She asked, referring to her earlier question. “Sure. Why not?” “Great.” Entwining her arm with mine, she led me to Alexandria’s side. As soon as Michelle told her my name, she shared the same disbelief and awe-filled look. We all ended up laughing it off at the end.