𝕃𝕒𝕔𝕦𝕟𝕒: A Missing Piece

Chapter: 7 The Mansion

Every deep thinker is more afraid of being
understood, than being
misunderstood
~Friedrich Nietzsche

Alexander's POV

I was angry when I heard the name of the man Dmitry the one who organised
the data breach. I ordered my men to keep an eye on him and to report any suspicious activity to me, and as i thought about the breach i remembered the way aurelia took control of the situation ' God!! All i wanted to do was to slam her against the wall and kiss her senseless when she got serious and beagan typing furiously '

It's been a week since she started working here and she something else.
Every other female assistant who worked here threw themselves at me, so I fired every single one of them. I wanted someone who wouldn't do that, someone who would stay professional and now that she is here ,all I want her to do is to not be professional.

I am a Mafia King, I don't show emotions infront of every one, now I start smiling at the thought of her, I want to spend time with her, listen to her voice everyday.

So with a plan forming in my head, I took out the contract she signed when she started work in here where on of the clause states :~

The secretary/ assistant has to accompany the boss to any international meeting or trips which benifits the company.

You are agreeing to these terms of services by signing this contract.

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I was on my way back to office with a plan in mind. People fear me because I have the power to make them afraid.

I can easily command the company's ceo's to meet me here in my office ,but since I wanted to spend time with her, so I decided to use the opportunity as a way to go and take her with me for a trip.

I reached I stepped into the elevator and store towards her office as soon as the doors opened , there she was, typing diligently on the laptop .

She was sucking her bottom lip while she concentrated on her work it was a deep red colour, and all I could think of at that moment was how much red her lips would be after I kiss her till she can't breathe. Shrugging of these thoughts I went towards her and told her to pack her bags.

Her expression when she started stuttering was so cute that I wanted to smile but maintaining my cold facade, I told her that I have emailed her the important things and instructions on her laptop. That someone will come to her home to take her to go to the airport, what I didn't inform her was that I was going to pick her up.

I also told her before leaving that she doesn't need to reserve a hotel in Italy, and that she can take a rest of the day of to prepare for the presentation.

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It was the next day, I was getting ready to pick her up,

I went towards my closet to take out my Armani Suit, it was all black with a white shirt the top buttons unbuttoned. I was some cufflinks and a audemars piguet bronze watch.

I was in a good mood today, why because night before going to bed I ordered Xavier to make my Mansion in Italy suitable for staying.

After having breakfast I went down to my garage and took out my gloss black G wagon and drove to her house.

When she came out of her house I was once again struck speechless, like how could someone look so beautiful in professional clothes, she doesn't even have makeup on.