Alexandra's pov
'Who are you?' I completely Ignored Adrian who was hovering around me as I texted the stranger, feeling my heart pounding in my chest, my breath growing raspier by the second.
Okay I know I said I was beginning to hate Grandpa, but there was still this part of me that loved him greatly.
I was neglected as a child by my parents who were workaholics, always striving to beat the Sinclairs and build an empire which was capable of taking them down, thus I was always with Grandpa.
He would play with me and even go through all the trouble of picking me up from school, visiting with gifts- I even preferred living with him than my parents and would always run there when my parents yelled at me or when they forgot my birthday, you know, they were jerks. And it seems like they would never change.
I was shaking as I waited for a reply. Grandpa was sick and had been responding to treatment from a nurse named Aisha. If someone had really infiltrated the mansion, he was in trouble.
I have to drive down there. However, just as I placed my phone in my purse and attempted to step forward in just a single second, I gasped when something clamped around my wrist and pulled me back, and I felt my chest land on something as hard as a brick.
"Adrian let me go. I have to leave." I struggled, narrowing my eyes at him as I struggled again, wondering If his hand was metal- It barely budged.
"I finally got your attention? Good. Now tell me what's going on."
"Ugh!" Veins popped up at the side of my head as I tried another round of futile struggling which only made my wrist hurt. "You realize there could be paparazzi around right? You want them telling the whole world that Miss Bennett's husband to be is a fucked up Caviar eating molester?"
His brows pulled down into a frown before he released me and I bit my lip, wincing as I rubbed my sore wrists.
"We haven't even married and you're already keeping things from me," I scoffed but he continued. "I saw your face pale when you watched something on your phone. Tell me, are you in trouble? What's wrong?"
"It isn't any of your business." I snapped at him, but when his brows pulled into a frown, I managed a forced smile before I curtsied in mock respect. "It was a pleasure having lunch with you Mr. Sinclair, but you'll have to excuse me."
Without waiting for him to say a word or even attempt to pull me back again, I dashed off and hopped into my car, feeling my breathing escalate to an uncontrollable beat, racing as I grabbed my phone when I heard a notification of a text.
'Your worst nightmare.'
My face paled even further. This looked like a threat - no. It is a threat, and this guy meant more than harm.
I looked out the window to see Adrian still standing there, but this time, he's looking at his phone, a deep dark frown on his gorgeous face. Without so much as a glance at me, he turns and walks away.
Odd.
I don't even bother to text the asshole stranger as I hit the pedals and go zooming off to my grandpa's house, dialing my mother.
"Honey. Irene Informed us you were heading out. Are you perhaps with Mr. Sinclair? Oh sweetheart I'm so happy you're trying to… "
"Mum, where are you?" I cut in, not in the mood to listen to her ravering.
"I'm home," I sighed and she spoke up again. "Don't tell me you're driving. You know what I said about driving while calling. Every Time I… "
"Mum, I think grandpa's in trouble." My voice was frantic and I swallowed hard as I dropped the bombshell.
"Don't be ridiculous. And who would even want to harm him? He's been bedridden for weeks now."
"I don't know," I silently cursed as I sped past the traffic, missing the cops at the side of the road by a hair's breadth. "Anybody. The Sinclairs…"
"Sweetheart I'm currently entertaining a few visitors of mine so If you can just stop being ridiculous, I'd appreciate that very much. Besides, why would you think the Sinclairs would want to harm him?"
"Mum, call grandpa's hospital and inquire about Nurse Aisha immediately. Someone just sent me a picture. Whoever it is had access into grandpa's home and only Nurse Aisha is capable of getting access asides us."
"This is ridiculous. Did you drink again?"
"Mum!"
"Fine. I'll call the hospital." She sounded sour- like the idea of me interrupting her and her guests for something important was absurd. Typical.
With that, I hung up and tried calling grandpa. My fears were confirmed as he didn't pick after several trials, but soon enough, it finally rang up and someone picked up.
My car came to a screeching halt and I could hear curses and horns as the cars behind me took the other side of the road while I just sat there, my heart beating as I placed the phone to my ear.
"Grandpa? Oh my God grandpa you don't know how worried I was when… "
"Your Grandpa is currently fighting for his life now," the deep dark voice of a man sent a cold chilling feeling through me, rendering me frozen on the spot. As If that wasn't enough, in the background I could hear the unmistakable sound of my grandpa gurgling like he was choking on something. "I suggest you come here before It's too late."
"Grandpa!" I suddenly grinded my teeth and squeezed my phone in my grip. "You bastard! Who do you think you are? Who are you?"
His chuckle sent shivers running down my spine. But the more the dreadful feeling settled inside of me, the more angry I became.
"Why don't you come and find out, Penelope."
My face paled and for a second, I felt a nauseous feeling rising in the pit of my stomach.
That name… I haven't heard it in years. Who was this person?
"T- that's not my name." My voice was shaky as my grip on the phone tightened hearing my grandpa struggling for his life in the background.
"Oh? Interesting, and here I was thinking you weren't a complete liar." His voice was so lazy, his tone calm and serene, the deepness and causality sexy yet dangerous, like someone wasn't fighting for his life.
"Who are you!?" I screamed.
Alexandra's pov The sound of him hanging up echoed in the car for a few seconds before I finally let the phone slowly slide down my ear, staring into space. Penelope. That name sounded so familiar yet so foreign in my ears. It's like I've heard about it before. But had it really been my name? The same sick feeling rose up in my stomach and before I could stop myself, I pushed my car door wide open and threw my head out, puking so hard my stomach hurt and tears grew in my eyes. As I was wiping my lips, I turned on my ignition and began speeding to my grandpa's place. Mum was yet to call, so I called back and the fake, high pitched laughter of those fake bitches she called her friends caused me to roll my eyes. "Oh sweetheart. Is something wrong?" "We literally spoke a few minutes ago." I reminded her, growing angry by the second. She wasn't even taking this seriously. I badly wanted to lash out at her, but she could hang up on me and I didn't want that because I really neede
Alexandra's pov The siren of the police cars littered around my grandpa's - late grandpa's compound drowned down the sound of the ambulance siren leading my grandpa's headless body to the morgue. I was just standing there, my clothes covered in blood from when I had dropped to my knees earlier on seeing my beheaded grandpa from the ceiling, my hair was pulled back from my face in a rough ponytail and I had a blank expression on my face as I stared at the stretcher which the medical staff pulled out with the dead guards and workers lying on every one of them, a white sheet spread atop their corpse. The cops were presently interrogating Nurse Aisha who looked a bit intimidated as they kept demanding one question or the other. Without a doubt, I knew she would still be taken for questioning at the station. She was the only witness to the murder of one of the largest, popular, well known tycoon and ex-owner of Liss Real Estate- so It was a big deal. An hour ago, when I was certai
Alexandra's pov The maids all stared at me like I was crazy as I stepped out of my car like a hysterical mad woman after I had sped into Adrian's compound. "Isn't that Miss Bennett?" "What is she doing here?" "Does she realize she's at Adrian Sinclair's house?" "Are you dunce or didn't you hear they were engaged few days ago?" "She's so shameless. It's barely been a week and I'm sure she already wants to consumate the relationship." Whispers and murmurs of the maids who couldn't mind their business travelled around, but they all kept hush when I approached them. I looked frantic like I was running from someone. "Where is he? Which hospital is he in?" They all looked at me with contempt and confusion. I could see they didn't like me. "Can't you hear me? What hospital was he admitted in? He informed me he was dying, so I would like to know where Mr. Sinclair was admitted?" "Miss Bennett what are you talking about?" One of the maids mustered up to ask me. I could fe
"You have the size of a pea for a brain, you wouldn't understand even If I broke it down. I'm not surprised you could even stoop that low Adrian. You're truly a Sinclair. Like why would even about something as serious as dying? Do you think it's something you can play around with?" I was so angry right now, and he could clearly see It when he turned. Some seconds passed before he finally sighed. "I'm sorry." I was taken aback. It was brief and I could tell he half heartedly didn't mean it but I didn't expect he'd even apologize in the first place. "I heard about your grandpa and I really wanted us to talk because of you were behavior strange earlier and then I knew you weren't going to listen to me If I told you I wanted us to see, so I had to… " "Tell me you were dying? That was the best solution possible? You knew my grandpa died and you had the audacity to lie to me about dying?" Before he could say a word, I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and tried to calm downz but all
Alexandra’s POVI visibly froze as blood quickly rose up to my cheeks.Great. He noticed it and almost immediately, a smirk appeared on his face.“You’re going to need more than that to seduce me, Alexandra. But A for effort, I-“ Adrian started to tease but I slammed the door in his face before he could finish his bullshit.“Great job Alexandra, you’ve successfully embarrassed yourself…” I softly groaned while shuffling towards my bed. I could hear Adrian’s obnoxious chuckles from behind the door.In a second, I was under the covers cuddling with my pillow, firmly determined to stay there. Ear pods in and I was back to my soothing music. Too much was happening and I was slowly starting to feel overwhelmed. I had already slept for a few hours but I still didn’t feel well-rested. I stared into space for a moment before I closed my eyes.Penelope.A name I had long forgotten but now couldn’t think of anything else than it. Questions swerved in my head as the music couldn’t distract me f
Alexandra’s POV“When he had placed me in here, I bit him hard…”Nurse Aisha said she bit the culprit, which meant that all I had to do was find a man with teeth marks on his hand at my wedding.I stared at Adrian’s hand, a bad feeling swelling up. Why is he suddenly wearing a glove? I don’t remember him ever wearing one before. After my grandpa’s death he suddenly...He seemed to have noticed my mood and stopped his previous attempt. After seeing my attention was on his gloved hand, he frowned lightly. “You…Why are you wearing a glove?” I asked, pushing him away, well, I tried too. I pushed but he didn’t budge. This man and his gorilla strength.“Move.”He didn’t respond, only staring at me. The mood was already ruined and I just wanted him far away from me.“Mr. Sinclair, please move,” I growled. Adrian was momentarily stunned but he quickly regained his continence. His frown deepened and he moved away. He stood from my bed. I quickly gathered my covers to my chest and I stared a
Alexandra’s POVAnna is my father’s younger brother’s child. The only child, just like me. We both basically grew up together. Both our parents were busy with work, so we usually spent time together at grandpa’s place. We looked a lot alike, only, I was a little shorter and slimmer than she was. And I had my freckles. We often fought as children, usually for my grandpa’s attention but I always won. My grandpa loved me the most and Anna was obviously jealous of me.Our little feud stopped being little when we got up. This time Anna started to steal things from me. I had all I needed, what could she possibly take? The answer was, My friends. She always found a way to steal my friends. She’d integrate into my circle and throw me out of it. Not just friends, lovers too, and even jobs. I’ve only ever had one boyfriend before and she stole him from me. Who knows how she pulled it off. My relationship with the boy didn’t even last a week.The case of jobs was even more ridiculous because my
Alexandra’s POVThere was complete silence in the air. Which wasn’t surprising. I was too numb to speak, Adrian looked too surprised and Anna looked delighted, as if she had just fulfilled her life long goal. She probably thought I would be devastated by the outcome.Well, it's time to give her a slap in the face. Not physically though, I would not waste my strength on that.Adrian and I didn’t have an actual relationship. It was just based on a contract. As long as our private lives do not end up on the internet, then we would be fine. We were not actual lovers. A reaffirmation. For my heart.I silently wondered what would have happened if I had not come. I decided to take a walk to clear my head or at least distract myself from my stupid thoughts. I honestly did not expect to witness this…scene. I had no idea what to call it.“Mr. Sinclair, this…” I started but could not continue. I did not know what to say. If they were truly in such a relationship, would anything I say matter? I w