THE BILLIONAIRE'S ASSASSIN

CHARACTER 8

Isabelle held on to her stinging cheeks, she was caught off guard. Who would have thought Alexander's famous ex-girlfriend would pop out of nowhere and strike her cheek — twice. Isabelle knew perfectly well who Sienna was, and her bold action had given her one thousand and one reasons to do to her what she had always wanted.

She so badly wanted to hit her back, but she had to keep her anger in check. Retaliating would only mean exposing herself under Alex’s predatory gaze. Still holding on to her cheeks, she turned to Alex with a pitiful expression.

“Mr Cross, your girlfriend hit me — twice,” she said with feigned innocence and hurt, deliberately stressing the last word.

Alex, on the other hand, kept staring at the ladies before him. He had hoped Isabelle would strike back, but she didn’t, and he almost scoffed. Ignoring Isabelle’s little act, he turned and went back to his seat.

“Why did you hit my staff, Sienna?” he said calmly while swiveling nonchalantly in his seat.

Sienna didn't know what to say; she had struck Isabelle without thinking, but she was glad she did. “She was clearly trying to seduce you, Xander, and you’re not known to have an affair with your staff, so I had to intervene.”

Alex stopped swiveling in his seat, he stared at her with cold eyes, “The last time I checked, this is my company, Sienna.” He said coldly, emphasizing the last words.

Sienna swallowed, his cold tone was a sign of his anger. She needed to think fast and make things right; then a thought crossed her mind. She had known Alex for a very long time, and she had her way with him.

She walked towards him, sat on his lap, her hands crossed around his neck, then she pecked his cheeks, “I’m sorry Xander, from now on I promise to be a good girl,” she said, pouting cutely while nuzzling his neck.

Even though they were no longer dating, she always does this whenever he gets angry at her, since they were childhood sweethearts, Alex sometimes complies.

Isabelle stared at them distastefully, anger seething within her. This wasn’t what she wanted to see, but the scene before her was nauseating. She opened her mouth to talk, but Alexander beat her to it.

“You may take your leave now, Miss Sinclair. I'll call you when I need you,” he said flatly.

“What?” Isabelle asked to be sure she heard clearly.

“You heard me the first time, now leave.”

Isabelle was at a loss for words. Was Alex telling her to leave for Sienna? She would make them both pay. She only needed time, she clenched her fist, and without a second thought she stormed out.

As the door shut behind Isabelle, Alex gripped Sienna’s neck tightly, his eyes blazing with unadulterated fury. Sienna had crossed the line, but he didn’t want Isabelle to know his true intent, so he made her leave.

“Who the f**k gave you the right to lay your hands on what’s mine?” he asked coldly under his breath.

Sienna tried to wiggle free from his hold, but Alex wasn’t budging, it was as if he wanted to choke her to death. She knew Alex wouldn’t fall much for her earlier act, but him choking her for a mere PA was totally absurd.

“A — Alex please, you’re hurting me,” she choked as she spoke.

Alex finally let her go and Sienna coughed out while trying to catch her breath; he had no intention of killing her, he only wanted to teach her a lesson.

He crouched down to her level, his eyes cold and devoid of warmth, “The next time you pull such a stunt, I'll do more than just choke,” he warned coldly.

“Why are you here, Sienna?” he asked, now standing upright.

Sienna held on to her neck, staring at him with resentment. He was trying to scare her, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction he craved. She rose, a small smile playing on her lips, “I came back for you, Xander.”

Alex stared at her with furrowed brows, “The last time I checked, you mean nothing to me,” he said flatly.

Alex's words hurt her, but she wouldn’t let him see through her mask. Her smile deepened, "I might not mean anything to you right now, but I’ve known you for long now, Alex, your cold words don’t hurt me."

“Leave now.” Alex commanded sternly.

Sienna obeyed him, she took her purse and headed for the door. She paused when she got to the door, “You mean everything to me Alex, I promise to make you mine again.” She uttered calmly, her back still turned at him, and with that she left.

Alex scoffed, he would like to see her try.

*****

Isabelle spent her entire day being moody. Alex didn’t utter a word to her, not even an apology, and it made her furious. Even when she went to deliver the documents he asked for, he didn’t even spare her a glance.

She ruffled her hair, he was making her go insane. She hadn’t waited this long to be thrown to the sidelines by a desperate ex, her head buzzed with ideas about different ways she could kill Sienna, then suddenly her phone rang, pulling her away from her dangerous thoughts.

She picked up the call when she saw it was Chloe calling, “Hey,”

“Hello Isa, got any plans tonight?” Chloe asked excitedly.

“No, don’t think so,” Isabelle answered honestly, she so badly wanted to lie to her, but she decided against it.

"Great. Crimson mirage, tonight. Bye," Chloe said quickly and ended the call. She didn’t want to give Isa any room for objection.

“That was rude,” Isabelle muttered as she stared at her phone screen. Crimson Mirage was a very famous nightclub. She was surprised at how Chloe knew about such a place. It had been a while since she had gone to a club, this was an opportunity for her to party away whatever she was feeling inside. She would enjoy herself with Chloe tonight, and maybe try to get to know her better.

She checked the time, and her lips curved upward, it was almost closing time at work.

*****

[CRIMSON MIRAGE]

Isabelle and Chloe sashayed into the club, their hips swaying as they exuded unmatched charisma and confidence. They were both dressed to turn heads, the kind that made men gawk at them lustfully.

The party began; they played games, danced, and drank to their hearts' content under the neon lights of the club. When Isabelle got tired, she went to sit somewhere to relax her aching legs. However, Chloe was going all out. Isabelle had thought Chloe was the good girl type, but seeing her now she realized you really can't judge a book by its cover.

Moments later a guy walked up to her. She had noticed him staring earlier, but she decided to ignore him.

“Hey pretty, mind if I join you?” he asked, smiling seductively.

Isabelle's gaze trailed from his head down to his toe. He looked rich, hot, and his dimpled smile made it hard for her to turn him down.

“Sure,” she muttered, eyeing him seductively.

“I’m Nate, by the way,” he said, his hand stretching forward.

“Mia,” Isabelle replied, she wasn’t going to reveal her real name to a stranger, she was very strict about using her real name in public.

“It’s a pleasure to be graced by your presence, Mia,” Nate said elegantly. Taking her hands, he placed a kiss at the back of her hand.

Isabelle stared at him, a seductive smile playing on her lips. If only Alexander acted as elegant and sweet as Nate was, her life would have been easier. She almost sighed when she realized she was thinking about him. She scolded herself inwardly, the plan was to have fun tonight and deal with Alexander later.

Somewhere beside the VIP room, Alexander stared at Isabelle and the foolish man beside her. He had finished a meeting with a client, only to find Nate flirting with what belonged to him.

“Boss, the car is ready,” Kaine said beside Alex, but it was as if Alex wasn’t even paying attention to him.

With clenched fists and bubbling rage, Alexander stormed towards Isabelle and Nate. He grabbed Nate by his shirt, and in a heartbeat he threw three hard punches across Nate’s pretty face.