Chapter 7 Meeting At Hos Office

• Alexander's hand tightened beside him as he tried his best not to look too tense. How could his father suggest such a thing? How could he be forcing him into doing what he is not ready for.
• A wife? when he is still passing through heartbreak.
• He knew what they were planning to do. All this is the suggestion of his stepmother Mrs. Sara. She is the person behind this. He knew that he had just broken up with his girlfriend. She knew that he can't fall in love with another woman easily so she decided to threaten him with his weakness.
• Immediately his car stopped in front of the big company building. His guards came down and opened the car door for him while he walked inside majestically.
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• Clara was inside her room checking herself out in the mirror, fully dressed and ready to go meet Alexander at his office according to the address he gave her when suddenly she heard the scream of her best Tricia from outside as she came running inside with a magazine in her hand.
• "Clara comes over here, I need to show you this" She screams barging into the room with little Alice walking behind her.
• "I got no time for that Tricia" Clara rolled her eyes picking up her handbag from the table.
• "You have to see this magazine it contains all the information about the young billionaire I was talking about yesterday you have to behind his beauty he is looking so f*cking hot here." She quickly drops her things on the floor as she tries to open a page for Clara to see.
• "Can we skip that for now I have no time for it and am not in the mood to see any f*cking billionaire." Clara shoved her friend aside and walked past Tricia.
• "No, you have to see this Clara, you are the only young lady in Bryxton that doesn't know about him." She protests, not ready to give up.
• "Mommy" the tiny voice of Alice distracts Tricia from her persuasive move as Clara quickly runs up to her daughter giving her a warm embrace.
• "Hey, look at my baby looking good" She raised Aria from the floor using her hand to caress her long dark hair.
• "Did you miss me, baby?"
• "Yes I miss you Mommy" she nods her head flashing Clara a smile.
• "Good girl"
• "Mommy, will you come to my exhibition show today right?"
• "Yes baby but Trica will take you there and I will join you guys later"
• "Really? And where are you going, all dressed?" Tricia turns to face Clara giving her a suspicious look.
• "I have a business appointment. Once I am done I will meet you guys," Clara said, dropping Aria on the floor.
• I was about to leave when Aria suddenly held my hand "Moma are you going to come" she pouted.
• "Yes dear, I will meet you there" She bent down to her level and kissed her on her cheeks.
• Clara picked her bag up and gave Tricia a last smiling look before heading out of the room.
• She doesn't know why the stranger needs her presence but she believes it is something important according to what he said, maybe a job.
• She boarded a cab and stopped in front of the big building. It is the tallest building in that versatility 'Grand Gold' was boldly written on it with a golden color and a small word was written under it which reads "Walton" taking a last look at the tall building before her, she took the elevator.
• Everything around this place screams power money connection. The way the people that passed her dress made Clara feel a little bit uncomfortable. Her clothes are no match to their standard; they are wearing the latest brand in town.
• The elevator make a ding sound and she followed the direction of the letter he drop she took to the right-hand side, at this part of the building people are not much you will barely see people passing by it look much like the VIP section the elevator ding again and she came out this time she Is already at the top floor of the building. This place is decorated with fine flowers and beautiful accessories only the owner of the company could own this part of the building.
• "Is this how rich he is?" Her instincts ask. "Of course, he should be f*cking rich he gave her $10,000 without her doing any special work for him."
• "Hello," a beautiful lady with red hair welcomed Clara with a smile.
• "Thank you" she smiled back at her.
• "How can I help you, Mam?"
• "I want to see the boss." She demanded but her smiling expression suddenly changes as she stares at Clara with her lips pinned tight together.
• "Miss...hmm... your name?"
• "Clara." She gave her a confidential smile.
• "Mrs. Clara, are you sure you are not in the wrong office?" she questioned her, her brow raised at Clara as she scanned through her body.
• "Not at all" she smiled and gave her the paper which he signed.
• The receptionists go through it then she turns to face Clara back with a cheerful smile then she says "You must be really lucky he hardly gives his signature out."
• "Oh...I see," Clara mumbled.
• "Just follow these stairs you will see a large office that is the only office in that section there is the president of Grand Gold office"
• "Thank you," She says before following the directions.
• "She is really lucky" Clara heard her say, making her roll her eyes. What the f*ck is being lucky here, that asshole that almost made her sleep at work last night or saving his f*cking ass.
• She heaved a deep sigh as she stood before the big office door '
• President Alexander Walton'
• was boldly written on it. Gently she knocked on the door but there was no answer. She knocked on the door again, and the same thing. She was about to knock for the third time when suddenly a cold voice ushered her in from inside.
• She heard the sound of the remote being pressed and the door went open.
• Silent welcomed Clara the moment she stepped inside the well-furnished office that looked more welcoming like home. A big T.V was hung perfectly on the wall and some part of the office was decorated with flowers. There was a leather cushion on the left-hand side of the office.
• She looked straight ahead of her. A man was seated on a chair with a laptop covering his face. She moved her eyes around the office as she beheld all the beautiful things surrounding her.
• "Are you going to keep staring forever?" She heard a familiar voice that caught her attention. The laptop was brought down and her eyes met with the most perfect face she has never seen.
• Immediately she steps into his office, Alexander's Wolf manic in his head as her sweet scent catches his nostril. She has the smell of a mate which makes his wolf jump in excitement on his head.
• He watched her from the corner of his eyes trying to be sure of the scent he was perceiving. Why would she smell like a mate when his mate left six years ago and he was later told that she died.
• He narrowed his eyes all over her body enjoying the sweet scent he was perceiving from her. She looks so perfect and innocent but there is this look of pain and worry that surrounds her perfect look. A strand of her hair flowed to her face. Her pink lips hold a slight smile that can make one lost watching her face for some seconds.
• She has everything like her. She looks just like his Aria.
• "Are you going to continue staring?" His voice jolted her out of her thoughts as her eyes narrowed to where the voice came from and her eyes landed on an imperfect but perfect man he looked like a semi gold and his golden-green eyes were pinned to her body
• He was, well, different from all others. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance that could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, golden-brown eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light-toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stare long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words. His smile, which reached up to his eyes and wrinkled them, flaunted his modesty and humility. Often, you could see a hint of pain in his sparkling eyes, which would disappear as suddenly as it emerged.
• "Miss Clara, are you going to keep staring at me forever?" Alexander speaks in a cold voice bringing her out of her trance.
• "Oh...hmm...nah I am not staring at you I am just checking..."
• "Checking me out?" he caught her off before she could complete her words.