BIENVENUE À LA MAISON MADEMOISELLE ALEXA

"You can't just kiss me. Are you always happy to force this?"

I pushed him away, and he backed off a little to give me some breathing space.

"It's not that you enjoyed it too. You were replying to my kiss well." Now he's smiling triumphantly.

"I... "I can't pass on my sentences, and the heat rises again my face.

"We're going to be husband and wife. That kiss is just an early exercise. You'll get used to it later."

He looked at my face, which I'm sure had flushed

"Do you always blush red if you're embarrassed?" A wide smile adorned his face, and it seemed he was very fond of my misbehavior expression.

"Why it was when at the Aegis Mansion that you were cold to me?"

Alexander was still hugging my waist temporarily while my hand ached to hold his chest. I don't know how to handle this sudden closeness.

"I'm not the kind of a person who flaunts imaging in public. Especially in between tasks in front of my subordinates. I think you certainly know the consequences of Heir's position, and our world is tougher than the world. Your weakness will be sought, but your firm and cold attitude will be regressed. I once scolded you about Ahiga. That's because I don't want you to do anything wrong that affects the status of both of us. You still hadn't accepted my word yesterday, so you keep trying to avoid me?"

"I knew I was wrong. Sorry to avoid you all this time. I'm just not comfortable with your stiff attitude. And I feel like I'm facing my dad because I think you're an experienced person away from all of us." It seems that his touch keeps me smoothly speaking.

"Hahaha, you mean I'm old?"

Now he's hurried. Alexander sat casually on that big sofa. He let me go, but we stayed sitting close together. Why now I feel like I've lost his touch, my God, this man drove me crazy in a moment.

"No, not old, you still look young, only you guys seem to have that scary aura of having experience, great and lasting power." I got my mind out about him. He just looked at me with a smile.

"If I don't take you, we won't have a chance to talk like this from now on. Talk anything to me, but I don't want you to look spoiled in public."

He stopped and approached.

"Spoiled it to me that we're both just or in our main family neighborhood." His eyes gleamed cheekily.

"My future wife should have the same attitude as me smart, authoritative, cold, and strong. I know you can. I've seen you lead your legions well." He speaks seriously. The low intonation of his voice makes me tense.

"I'll make an effort"

His voice made me nervous. He expected something from me. This unofficial engagement is heavier than I thought.

"Good girl" He strokes my hair as if I were his wayward student son.

"I'm not a kid."I protested his words.

"I know"

His strong hands hugged my waist. He pulled me closer. This time I gave up when the kiss struck me again. Why am I giving up this easily?

***

That one-hour intimate flight from London to Paris was over. I still feel floated with the kiss. We soon headed to the Alexander Mansion located in 7 arrondissements abbreviated as 7ème or known by Palais Bourbon, often also called de Faubourg, the most prestigious district in Paris, since the 17th century. The Eifel Tower, Hotel de Invalides — Napoleon's Paris resting place hotel, several museums, embassies and several luxury hotels are located.

On disembarking the plane, Alexander became his usual assertive and cold self again. He gave me some rules that I immediately had to remember if I was next to him. Not behaving like a spoiled woman is the most I have to remember. I have to get used to the change in nature.

The limousine took us to a rather sizeable modern mansion with its modern minimalist designs. I immediately liked the design, which is homey and modern minimalist. I thought the mansion was going to ancient hiss with lots of Victorian ornaments. Still, it turns out its modern minimalist designs are, with a tidy line of brightly illuminated Mediterranean style. The front garden is neatly constructed.

A fully dressed waitress opened the car door. It looks like they're prepared to greet me. An old, well-dressed butler welcomed me. Luckily I dressed seminally so I can preserve the dignity of my future husband in front of his staff. I walked right by Alexander into that pretty mansion. And the anterior room was so beautiful, and I was fascinated by the exquisite selection of designs.

"You like it?" Alexander smiled to see me glistening in his mansion.

"It's so modern, and I used to live in the old Victorian home. I thought you were, too. I like your interior design choices."

"Thank God you like your own house."

He smiled a little. I looked at him and was immediately flattered when I understood that I would be the lady of the house.

"This is Mr. Martin Bouchard, the butler here. You can ask him for any help you want."

"Bienvenu à la Maison mademoiselle Alexa" * The man bowed a little to greet me in French.

* "Welcome to the house, Miss Alexa."

"Je t 'en prie Monsieur Martin" **

I just slightly understand how to reply to his greeting. It seems that now I need to learn French more.

**Thank you, Mr. Martin

Next, I made a dozen servants from chefs, janitorial staff to gardeners, chauffeurs and securities. My memory of faces is pretty good. I remember them.

Alexander gave me the third floor. It showed me that my room, Alexander's room was on the same floor, and I couldn't help but think of Alexander and tremble at the thought of our nearby room. My head can't stand not thinking about romantic things since he kissed me. True to his word, maybe I attacked him first. I was already falling for her when she first started flirting with me. Alexander left me to clean up after him and promised to see me again.

I like my room. A large room with a modern design that feels like home. A warm brown side with a blue finish of the minimalist but still elegant, a big soft feather mat underneath his bed. And this room is sexy. Behind it is a big glass that adds modern impressions. With the top of the Eiffel Tower, what appears to be a romantic flicker in the distance. Plus, pretty fresh flowers grace my vanity. It seems to be prepared for my arrival.

A maid followed me to help me unpack. The young servant smiled a lot, and luckily she spoke English well. I must immediately have Alexander find me a French teacher here.

In an hour, I packed up and changed into a comfortable nightgown. I found some pretty nightgown in my closet, and it looks like Alexander set up. I haven't used it yet, but now I'm hungry. I remember I had a little snack this afternoon.

Just when someone knocked on the door. I hurriedly opened the door. A waiter with a food tray, Alexander, was standing behind him.

"I'll take this." He was carrying a food tray from the hand of the waiter.

"Alexa, let's go eat. Olivia, you're free to go."

He put that tray on my desk in my room. He had already changed in his comfortable shirt and trousers in a gray-white color. Even though he's only wearing a home shirt, this guy in front of me is more and more tempting than a thin shirt, shows his fabulous body silhouette and massive arms, his figure changing back over my head.

Focus, focus, Alexa, he's not your food. I blinked in my head to get some dirty thoughts about the abs going through my head. It looks like I won't be a virgin once I get out of here. Damn what I was thinking.

"Alexa."

"Yes," I was shocked to hear his voice.

"Come eat, and I ordered a burger. What do you think? You daydream until you're shocked to hear my voice."

He unlid the tray: two large burgers and a side of fries that look so tempting. I'm starving when I see it.

"Thank you, and I am starving."

I picked one up and ate with gusto. Alexander smiled and came to eat with me. He told us all about this famous restaurant in Paris. And promised to take me there.

"I want to give you this too."

After a meal, he takes out a black credit card.

"Use it to go shopping with mom tomorrow."

"But I..." I want to say I brought my card. He immediately raised his hand.

"No, you're my responsibility all over here. You can't resist it."

I received it with hesitation, but I'm happy.

"Thank you" I smiled sweetly.

"Kiss Me"