Chapter 1 Exander Quinn

The rain continued to pour with thunder growling above her. Alexa continued to walk under the rain, lost in thoughts that she was not aware of her surrondings.

Her mother was fighting for her life in the hospital, she needed money so they can begin with her treatment.

Suddenly, she felt someone close her mouth and was dragged behind a

Alexa struggled to get away from the person who had covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream. The person finally released her and she saw who it was.

"W...what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing. Pay back the money your family owes me."

"I don't have any money now. I promise I'll pay you your money, just give me more time."

"I've given you enough time, pay me back my money or else..."

Alexa shut her eyes, when the man raised his hand, waiting for the man to hit her but instead she heard a deep voice.

"Don't. You. Dare." A deep voice echoed.

She opened her eyes and they both turned to see who the person was, they gasped when they saw his face, he was sinfully handsome and nothing less to a devil's incarnation.

He was wearing an expensive looking dark-coloured suit and they knew he was filthy rich.

"W...who the hell are you and w..hat are you doing here?" asked the man who was standing next to the girl. He was trying to be brave but he couldn't ignore the man's strong presence.

"You are so bold, don't you know you are talking to the famous Mr. Exander Quinn." A man said who was behind the tall good-looking guy.

Both Alexa and the man were shocked, D..did he just say Mr. Exander Quinn, the richest and the most handsome CEO in the city.

W..what was he doing here?

Exander turned to the man behind him, "Xavier," and the man took out a business card and threw at the man standing next to the girl.

"T...thank you sir, thank you," he quickly picked up the business card and ran.

"Why are you still standing there, you should go home," Immediately our eyes met, I shivered in fear.

"I..I don't have any where to go," she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. "Thank you for helping me, can you please help me again?" She stared at the famous Exander Quinn and couldn't take her eyes of him. He was the epitome of beauty.

He wasn't a male model but he should have been. His inky black hair was coiffed to perfection, he radiated energy and brio. His mountain peak cheekbones appeared chiseled into shape by a master crafts man, with golden-colored eyes, they bewitched all those who fell under his steady gaze.

"Why should I help you?" he asked.

"I'll do anything, please." She really needed help and was willing to do anything to save her mother's life.

"What's your name?"

"A..Alexandria Smith."

"Are you sure you will do anything in other for me to help you, Alexandria?" he arched one brow and she nodded.

"Really? Then let me inspect the goods," Then he carried her in his arms.