Chapter 25 Caught in the Act

• Alexander POV
• We sat opposite each other in my private jet, we were already flying. Mack and my driver had driven back to the office. Well, not after they saw us mounted the jet. I wholly narrowed my eyes at her, she was staring out the window, preventing to meet my gaze. I invaded her outfit, she was clad in a blue corporate gown, which stops right on her knees, her skinny feet were encased in black suede heels. Her lengthy blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, which accentuated her delicate face. She was a sight to behold. I suddenly cleared my throat, she cast a sideways glance at me but looked away immediately. “I presumed you got the contraceptive pills, didn't you?” I blabbed, inadvertently, her gaze fell upon me. I lifted my brows, then she put on a facade smile, “Of course I did sir, thanks” She snatched her eyes from my figure after she completed her words. My fist clutched onto my seat, what was with her sarcasm, I'm trying to develop a conversation, can't she see that? Perhaps I should just keep my mouth to myself then. “Get me my PC” I ordered, she turned to the suitcase lying on the seat next to her, she unhooked the suitcase and fetch the laptop from it. She outstretched it to me, without glimpsing at me. I collected it, in the process my fingers scrubbed against her hand. I swear I felt a spark ran through my entire system.
• “Excuse…me” The female attendant voice revived us from our lost state. She was holding a tray in her hand, “I'm sorry to… I brought your meal” She announced, I barely nodded before opening my PC. Gosh, what was that? I peep at her from the laptop, but she was already staring out the window again. The female attendant positioned the tray on the coffee table between us and went back, probably to bring the rest of the meal. My eyes went back to the monitor on my thighs and soon as I realized what I've been typing, my eyes broadened at the nonsense I had typed. I drew in a deep breath as I began to clear them, I hate this feeling. With my hands tucked in my trouser pocket, I stood at the landing of the air stair, inhaling the fragrance of the pleasant environment. Paris is a remarkable nation, it is known for its cafe culture and designed boutiques. Not only that, people call Paris City of Love because of the romantic atmosphere it exudes. But I've never had that kind of romantic motion, so I literally can't tell much about it. Who cares, though? This is my second time in Paris, and it's strictly for business, just like the other time. I fetched my cell in my pocket while I got down from the last stair, I dialed the chauffeur's number, which Mack had provided earlier on our way to the airport. “We are at the airport” I spoke simply into the phone, “Right away, sir” I hung up at one time. I could feel her now standing rigid at my back, while the two female attendants were holding up our baggage. Momentarily, a white limousine drove in our direction. It halted right in front of us, the driver came down afterward, “Bonjour Mr.” He welcomed with a chivalrous bow. I nodded sharply,, and then he pulled open the backseat door for me to enter. “Please go in” I bent my body and got in, Kiara comes next and settled down beside me, leaving a gap between us. The car is spacious, though. After a wordless, long drive, the car screeched to a halt. I stole a glance at her and caught her sleeping, her head was sunk on the headrest, a few strands of her hair were laying over her face. For some reason, a happy smile covered my lips as I moved closer to her. I carefully wiped out the hair on her face, so I could attain the access to stare at her frail face. Her pretty edged nose, her cherry-like lips were slightly separated. I dipped my head forth and gently planted a wet kiss on her lips. I lifted my head, her lips pursued, her eyelids flickered, and then she opened her eyes. Her face marred with shock at our nearness, I retrieved myself and says, “We are here” I notified, blandly. I pushed the door and got down, it was getting dark. The chauffeur appears in front of me, “Your luggage had been taken care of” He spoke up, my brows furrowed, “By whom?” He pointed to my left path, and it was then I realized we were standing before an enormous skyscraper. Whoa, this is beautiful. “Here's the maître d', she would be available to assist you till your stay here is over, sir” I lessened my gaze to behold a lady, she was dressed corporately. She had a radiant smile on her lips as she says, “You are highly welcome Mr. Alexander, your name had been registered and also, we have had your room prepared, please come forward” She formally announced, I nodded twice and darted to my side, “Let's go” I told her, she nodded quickly and proceeded to follow in step behind me. After a lengthy trek and uses of an elevator, we arrived in a hotel passageway. The maître d' stopped walking and stood right before a door. She made use of a key card and bent the doorknob. “I'm sorry for the long walk sir, now come in” She instructed, I strode inside but heard Kiara at my back asking her, “What about our luggage?” “They are right inside, miss” She responded politely, “Dinner will be served soon, please rest a little while you're waiting,” The maître d' further said, “Thank you,” She told her, and with that, I heard the door closes. “Whoa” She mumbled to herself as soon as she fully reached inside. I walked past her as I took my time to examine everywhere, I stole a glance at her and saw that she was already unpacking our luggage. I stood rigid, watching as she arranged my clothing's inside the closet. “I'd like to take a walk around after dinner” I declared, catching her attention. She simply nodded and continued with what she was doing.