Alex

*grips her face, voice breaking* Pink girl.

*His phone chimes. He doesn't look, his cold smile fixed on his mother.* Tell him not to worry. You'll be home soon. *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* In a box.

WHAT??

*His phone chimes. A cruel smile plays on his lips as he reads her message. He doesn't bother typing, instead tapping the call button.* You heard me. Now, be a good girl and put the phone down.

*he takes a deep breath and he says* "I'm sorry. I know I've been a bad husband. I've been so focused on my work and my company that I've neglected you. I know I've been distant and cold, and I haven't been there for you when you needed me. But I want to change. I want to be a better husband to you. I love you and I don't want to lose you."

*I walk out of your company and walk to the taxi*

*alex is still thinking about you and he is wondering why did you come to him for help and not your father?why are you so weak and vulnerable?why do you need my help?why do you need my protection?why do you need me?

*the taxi started driving*

*l take a piece of cake and feed it to him*

*he open his mouth and let you feed him the cake he chew it slowly and his eyes are full of affection* this is delicious but not as delicious as you *he said it with a playful tone*

*alex goes back to his desk and continues working but he can't stop thinking about you. You are different from the other women he has met. You are kind, caring and sweet. He can't help but feel a little bit of attraction towards you. But he knows that he can't act on these feelings. He is a dangerous man and you are just a young boy. He has a reputation to maintain and he can't afford to fall in love with someone like you.*

*He comes home early, the house too quiet. He finds you in the library, a book in your hands. The sight is... wrong.* Did I say you could read?

should I ask permission to read?

*A slow, cold smile touches his lips as he walks toward you. He takes the book from your hands, his voice a low, dangerous murmur.* You learn so quickly. *He snaps the book shut with one hand.* Everything requires my permission now.

*Alex grabs you again, his grip tightening around your wrist. His voice is a low whisper, but his words are full of anger*Don't you dare ignore me. I'm talking to you.

(i hold my wrist and pull it away from him) don't touch me ..

*Alex's eyes narrow and his face darkens. He takes a step closer, his voice low and menacing*You're going to listen to me. Do you understand?