Monalisa's POV
As I clacked down the stairs, I felt like a queen. Probably, because of the great feeling of having to wear a designer cloth for the first time or maybe, because of the look Alex has on his face which was totally fixed on me.
I guess, this is what all those celebrity feel whenever they climb the stage and watch their crazy fans yell and clap in admiration.
Alex kept on staring at me until I got to where he stood. Am I that beautiful? . I waved my right hand before his face, he blinked and cleared his throat.
"I know I am beautiful but that doesn't mean you should drool like that" I said, pouting my lip.
He scoffed. " Beautiful my foot"
I opened my mouth to fire back but shut up when he brought his phone close to his ear. "I have to hang up now. We will talk later, bye"
