Chapter 7

A week has passed since the family brunch but Alex still hasn't contacted the brunette. She had the drafts ready, the only thing missing was his signature to finalize the agreement.

Alyssa had been preoccupied the past couple of days running left and right because of the wedding details. Amanda, Alex's mom, made the extra effort to include her in the decision making process which she never planned on doing.

They went to the florist to pick out the flowers for her bouquet, the baker for the wedding cake tasting, and the designer for her wedding gown. Alyssa expected Alex to be there but of course the douche just had to skip all of them.

She also came up with plans on how they could convince their fathers to move the wedding at a much earlier date but almost all of it included risqué behavior.

If I suddenly act all lovey-dovey in front of them then they'll catch up with our plan but if we don't move forward with the wedding dad might not even meet his grandkid. This whole plan would have been for naught. Where's Alex when you need him?

Alyssa’s phone rang stopping her train of thoughts. She crouched down taking the phone and pressed answer. “Hello, this is Miss Dimitri, how may I help you?”

“Alyssa, this is Alex. Listen, I need you to dress up nice and meet me at Atera. This is urgent so you better get here fast.”

“Nice of you to call. How did you even get a reservation that fast? My dad knows the owner but I still need to wait two weeks to get a table there,” she says switching to videochat before running to her closet.

“I’m a regular here so the owner gave me my own spot. How long do I have to wait?” he huffed running a hand through his hair.

“Depends on the traffic but I think I could make it in thirty. What is this about anyway? You never talk to me, then all of a sudden you invite me to a dinner date?”

“Well I spoke to my agent and things didn’t go well so I can’t reveal you to the public but since I'm looking to retire from the entertainment industry I might as well create a scandal,” Alex says as he clicks his teeth.

“Sounds like a trial? Why do you even want to get sued for breaching your contract?” she says while applying the final touches to her outfit.

“Well for one thing, this dinner date isn’t included in the list of dates that our parents planned for us so if the media catches us, which they will by the way, we'll have photographic evidence that we actually like each other.”

“Okay. I'm going down right now,” she says as she hangs up the phone.

Without so much as a good bye Alyssa hung up on me. Oh well I can’t help it she doesn’t like my guts.

Alex was starting to get impatient when he saw Alyssa headed for his table. The brunette wore a little black dress that hugged her curves nicely, unknowingly getting almost every males attention in the restaurant.

Maybe if the accident didn’t happen then we wouldn’t have to pretend to like each other. We would’ve been a real couple by now happily planning our wedding but now we only see each other as strangers.

“Sorry if I took too long to get here, I got caught up in traffic,” she says flashing him an apologetic smile.

Alex pulls up a chair and guides her to it, “Its fine it was my idea to invite you here on a whim.”

“Did you get to order?”

“I didn’t know what you liked so I haven’t ordered anything yet,” he says grabbing the menu.

How unexpectedly gentlemanly of him.

“Do you want wine with that Sir?”

“I’ll have a glass of red and the lady—”

“Will take a glass of cucumber fizz. Thank you that will be all.”

The server walked away leaving the couple to themselves. “You’re not drinking alcohol? That’s a first. What are you doing?” he says narrowing his eyes at her.

She opened her bag pulling out a bottle, “I’m getting my pills.”

He arched a brow, slightly curious, “Pills for what?”

“Well I'm still on medication because of the accident and these things are suppose to help with all my bad thoughts,” shaking the bottle to his face as she gives him a sardonic grin.

How can you keep smiling as if talking about it doesn’t bother you Lyssa.

“And does it help in stopping them?”

She sighed as she muttered, “No, not at all but it makes pretending easier.”

I knew Lyssa had her issues but I never thought she’d be so open about it with me.

“Enough of that. Now, where is the paparazzi that’s suppose to take a picture of us?” she says as her eyes scan the room.

“They’ll be outside after we finish our dinner. I want to eat my dinner in peace so I'll give them the tip after we eat.”

The brunette nodded filling her spoon with risotto and  popping it into her mouth. Alex can’t help but stare at Alyssa’s mouth whenever she moans at the taste.

She must be teasing me. Why else would she be moaning like that?

Alex cleared his throat after taking a sip out the wine that he ordered. Alyssa's brow arched up noticing his discomfort.

"Is there something wrong with the food?" she asked shooting him a concerned look.

"It isn't about the food Lyssa. By the way did you use the kit that I gave you?" 

Alyssa choked on her drink inducing a coughing fit. Alex stood up and gave gentle pats on Alyssa's back before she pushed him away.

This guy really doesn’t know when to pick the right timing and to think I was having my best meal this week. He really had to ask that out of all the things that we could possibly talk about.

“Ugh… You really know when to ruin the moment,” she says rolling her eyes giving him a punch on the shoulder.

He caught her hand and gave it a kiss, “ Is this you being defensive because you’re wearing it right now? Don’t reply I'd rather find out the answer myself. In any case, finish you dessert because I just sent them the tip.”

Ayssa's face was flaming but the weird part of it  was she was almost looking forward to be with him after he was absent for the whole week.

After they finished their meal, Alex paid for the bill while Alyssa went to the powder room to retouch her makeup.

“Are you ready to go? Remember to hold my hand so you don’t get trampled.” Alex said holding out his arm.

Alyssa nods and intertwines her fingers with his. “Did you drive here?”

“No, my agent dropped me off after we had our meeting,” he says looking at his watch. “We should go out now if we want them to catch us.”

Surely enough, Alex was right. But instead of one media company it looked like a bunch of them showed up. Alyssa tightened her grip on his arm, turning her head away from the flashes of the camera.

“Alex who are you with? Is this woman your girlfriend?”

“Miss, is Alex your boyfriend? What is your relationship with him?”

The reporters kept throwing questions at them but Alex ignored them and kept moving forward, his grip never slacking until they reached Alyssa’s car.

“Well that was exciting,” Alyssa let out a laugh after getting in. “Is this how you usually spend you weekends?”

“No, I actually like my peace and quiet,” he says putting on his seatbelt.

Alyssa let out a cheeky grin, “Is that why you keep on banging on your walls, calling on some deity?”

“I really can’t fake anything with you. I though those walls were sound proof,” he says leaning back on his seat.

“They are sound proof but when your headboard pushes itself really hard on the wall, I think your neighbors are bound to notice,” she admitted sheepishly eyes dancing with amusement.

“This is embarrassing,” his ears were turning red. “Just drive Lyssa or else I'm going to eat you out.”

Alyssa laughed at him, sticking her tongue out as she made fun of his sexual exploits.

“Stop it while I'm being nice Alyssa. You’re not going to like your punishment later that’s for sure.”

“Punishment?” she echoed in disbelief. “What makes you think that you can punish me?”

“Trust me love, I’ll put you in your proper place.”

“And where is that?” she answered with a scoff.

Alex moved his face closer to hers invading her space stopping near her ear. “Under me writhing in pleasure.”

Alyssa leaned back at her seat slightly when Alex practically trapped her, his hand resting on the door.

“Do you want to go home or not?” she stared at him nervously biting her bottom lip.

He looked at her for a moment before he burst out laughing. Alyssa pushed him away to hide her flushed face when Alex pulled her in his arms and crushed his mouth on hers.

Shocked, Alyssa stayed still while Alex coaxed her lips to open up for him. It wasn’t long before she finally gave in to the sensations, circling her arms around his neck and kissing him back.

Reality started to kick in when Alex suddenly pulled away from her muttering expletives. “Shit they found us. Alyssa if you still value your privacy then we need to lose them.”

Alyssa could only nod as she started the car after buckling her seatbelt in. Not long after they finally made it to the parking area of their building.

“Alyssa, would you like to go out with me tomorrow?” his lips twitched up in a smile. “I promise to bring you home right after.”

She looked at him sharply. “I haven’t even agreed to go out with you yet and now you’re thinking of dropping me home.”

“Well I did drive you home last time. Think of it as my treat after your punishment,” he says as he grabs her by the waist and hoists her up on his arms.

“Alex! Unhand me this instant. What do you even mean by punishment? I've done everything that you asked for so let me go.”

Her blue-eyed neighbor completely ignored Alyssa’s protest much to her own annoyance and proceeded to deposit her on his bed.

He cocked his head to the side as he watched her scowling face. “If you keep up that attitude then I'm going to make this harder for you. Now strip,” he said in a dangerously low voice.

Alyssa got rid of her clothes and placed them on a neat pile before she seated herself on his bed. “Looks like you were using the kit that I gave you. Now, I want you to stay on your knees and grab on to the headboard okay Lyssa?”

“Yes Alex,” she said as she got into position. Alex went near her and without any warning, brought his hand down on her *** forcefully, a red welt forming almost immediately.

Again and again, Alex brought his hand down on her *** just as hard as the first time. The sound of his palm meeting her flesh were accompanied by her gasps and pained groans.

Alex continued to spank her until her *** finally became that pale shade of red that he wanted. He ran his hand over her bottom making the heiress cry out, but it wasn’t out of pain.

His hands left her *** to pinch her **** making her shudder. Alex let go of her **** and laid Alyssa on his bed, sliding three fingers into her dripping cunt.

Alyssa cried out, her body arching back as Alex sped up his ministrations. Her nervous hands travelled to his chest taking off the buttons of his shirt.

Alex groaned in pleasure when Alyssa's roaming hands made their way down to his manhood, making him harder than he already is. He finally removed the remainder of his clothes and positioned himself at her entrance.

“Lyssa, are you sure about this? If you don’t want to do this I suggest that you get out now,” he says staring deeply into her eyes.

“Shut up Alex,” the green-eyed heiress retorted, kissing him roughly making Alex smile.

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