As Alex drove to the address provided by the bartender, he was taken aback by the sight that greeted him. The house stood at the end of a dilapidated street, its once vibrant paint now peeling and faded, revealing layers of neglect underneath. The roof sagged in places, and the windows were boarded up."How on earth would someone live in this kind of place?" Alex muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief as he parked his car. He unhooked the strap of his belt and stepped out onto the cracked pavement.As he approached the house, he realised it was not just a single dwelling but a sprawling complex of interconnected compartments, each seemingly more decrepit than the last. The pathways between them were overgrown with weeds and littered with debris, making navigating a daunting task.Seeing that it was a labyrinthine maze of rooms and corridors, he was unsure how he could possibly find the exact room he was looking for.His confusion lessened when he noticed an old woman s
With a surge of adrenaline, Alex swiftly moved to block the door with his hand, his fingers gripping the edge in a desperate attempt to halt its progress. But in his haste, he misjudged the force behind her actions, and the door slammed shut with a resounding thud, catching him off guard."Fuck! Fuck fuck!" His voice echoed loudly in the cramped space as he winced.Still standing behind the door, Emily apologised profusely, her voice tinged with genuine remorse."Oh! I'm sorry," she uttered softly, her tone laced with concern."Just let me in, okay?" He pleaded, his voice muffled slightly by the barrier between them.She hesitated, torn between her desire to keep him at bay and the underlying guilt that gnawed at her conscience. "Just wait for a few moments, please." She finally relented, her hand hovering uncertainly over the door handle.Sensing her hesitation, he knew he could not afford to let her shut him out again. With a determined resolve, he reached out to stop her, his fi
Alex sat in his car, nerves prickling under his skin as he awaited Emily’s arrival. Fingers restless, he turned to the internet for guidance on how to treat ladies nicely on dates. Amidst the sea of advice, one phrase caught his attention: "Kill her with compliments.""Treat her like a perfect gentleman to make the memory of the date memorable to her." He muttered, repeating the words on his phone's screen as he raised his head, closing his eyes to let them sink into his brain.His heart raced in anxiety because he had never had a date with a lady before, and he wanted to impress her and make the night memorable for her.As she emerged from her house, his attention was torn away from his phone. His breath caught in his throat as his gaze locked on her figure. Shock rippled through him, rendering him momentarily speechless.She was stunning, surpassing the mental image he had. His jaw slackened, his eyes wide with disbelief.In that moment, time seemed to pause as his heart pounded i
"Hello, mister?" Emily's voice snapped Alex out of his thoughts.The gown complimented her graceful figure. It draped elegantly over her shoulders, falling just above the knees. In an understated yet striking way, she captivated his eye as she walked towards him, her natural beauty and inner light shinning through her smile."Ummm...words can't describe how elegant you look." He complimented her while his hands were shoved in his pockets."Awwn...you are definitely killing me with compliments and teases tonight." Her cheeks reddened."That is because you are worth it." "I knew it was going to look good on her." The attendant, who had suggested the dress to them, chipped in."Thank you." Emily replied."One more thing..." Alex walked back to where he had kept the high-heeled shoes beside the seat he had been sitting on."What is that?" She asked curiously. "With how stunning the gown looks on you, you should complete your elegant look with these..." He unboxed the package where the
"Welcome home, honey." Isabella said as Alex entered their room. She was lying on the bed, absorbed in her phone, but he ignored her. He did not want to have issues with her. She asked him if he had had dinner while he was putting off his watch in the drawer. "I have already." He bluntly replied. "And I wanted us to have dinner.""Well, I have. I want to sleep in the other room, and I'll appreciate no disturbance." He replied to her, taking off his clothes. "Don't you know you're not meant to be eating out since you will be getting married soon?" He knew she was in for trouble, which he was not ready to deal with at the moment. "Don't tell me because we will be getting married soon, I should not be eating out." He scoffed."A meal that you don't even prepare." "But that doesn't matter. Eating together strengthens the bond and love between husbands and wives, so do you and I. That's the esse
As Alex's hand gripped the doorknob, anticipation tingled through his veins. With a slow twist, the door yielded to his touch, revealing a scene that made his jaw drop.There, in the room, Derek straddled Isabella, his hands moving deftly over her skin, glistening with oil. She was clad only in a bumpshot and bra, her buttcheeks exposed.But what struck him even more than the compromising position was the lack of reaction from either of them as the door swung open. They both turned casually, meeting his gaze with surprising calmness."What the fuck are you two doing?" Alex's voice cracked with disbelief and annoyance, his eyes flicking between them.His irritation simmered beneath the surface as he addressed Derek directly. "How dare you remain in that position in my presence?"His words dripped with disdain as he struggled to comprehend the audacity of the situation.I'm sorry, sir," he said, his tone respectful but unapologetic as he finally stood up, lowering his head slightly in
Although Alex had wanted to sleep in the other room, he later ended up sleeping with Isabella over the night because it seemed his little threat had an effect on her."Good morning, sir." Derek greeted him as he walked down the stairs.He ignored his greeting.He then approached him, seemingly offering to help him with his briefcase. "What would you like for breakfast, sir?"He chuckled, arching his brows as he stiffened his grip to let him know that he did not need his assistance."Okay. Let me get your breakfast then, sir.""Are you that dumb?! If I wanted to eat breakfast, wouldn't I be heading to the dining area instead of outside? Can't your instincts tell you that?!" He spat out."I'm sorry, sir." Derek apologised."This should be the last time you'll be offering me any of your meals. You're not my maid, but hers. She employed you, not me. Isn't that right?"Alex had no issues with him, but what irritated him was what happened the previous night, even though he knew that there w
Alex fumed all through the day, passing the aggression on to his employees.He was not only furious because he lost the contract, but also because Santiago cunningly hijacked it from him.He was still stuck in his seat, thinking about how to deal with him, when he received a call from Emily."What's up?" He asked, his tone still laced with fury."What's up? You sound pissed." She understood something was wrong with him from his response."Nothing. Something is just bothering me."She wanted to ask him what it was, but she resisted.She didn't see the need to because of the way he was acting."Okay, whatever. I only wanted to thank you for yesterday and ask if we'd be seeing—you know what? Forget about it. Thank you."She hung up before he could say anything.He sighed. "I've messed up again."He realised that his dark side had gotten the best of him again.At that moment, he reflected on the moments the two of them had shared together."Why am I even concerned about her opinion or rea