“Good morning sir,” she bowed and then looked up, his eyes widening in horror the moment their eyes met. “I'm Emily Davis……” He was the city's most renowned and desired billionaire. Who wouldn't like Alexander Knight? He was simply every girl's dream except hers, Emily Davis who would gladly pick the latest car over him. What happens when she is forced to work for him? Will this be the beginning of a love story or the beginning of her doom?
ALEXANDER'S POV
I stood still in front of Jeremy's house, frowning. I can't believe that for the second time in a short time, I drove myself to his doorstep after clearly promising myself not to return here again.
The only thing I can remember is being restless throughout the entire night, waking up the following morning to an empty house, picking up my keys and here I am standing in front of Jeremy's house.
I could have blamed it on alcohol but I'm perfectly sane and haven't caught a whiff of alcohol. So it definitely wasn't alcohol. I'm either crazy or not alright.
The latter sounds closer to my condition.
"Since I'm here I guess I'll just say hello," I muttered under my breath, ringing the doorbell.
"I'm coming!" Jeremy yelled from the house. Soon I heard footsteps approaching and the door was pulled open, Jeremy surprised and shocked to see me.