Billionaire's Forever Love

Chapter=5 (Jealousy)

Alexander Anderson P.O.V.

Someone burst into my office as I was signing a document. I raised an eyebrow, unsure who had entered my office without my permission. When I raised my head, it was, of course, my little sister who had decided to pay me a visit.

"Hey Alex," she smiled, dimples forming on both of her cheeks, making her look adorable. She is the favourite sibling and receives whatever she desires. With everything she's gotten, she's turned into some kind of brat. She may be a brat, but she has a kind heart. She has all of our brothers and dad wrapped around her little finger, and she is well aware of this and takes full advantage of it.

"Hey brat," I called with a smile, making her pout.

"Hey, don't call me a brat," she whined as I walked towards her and gave her a brotherly hug, prompting her to return the hug.

"I missed you," she said. She went on a two-month European tour with her friends.

"I missed you as well, brat, but how come you're here? Wasn't your flight scheduled for tomorrow?"

"It was, indeed. But I decided to come back earlier to surprise you guys." I smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Hey, don't do that," I chuckled as I hugged her again.

"Let's pay our parents a visit," she exclaimed as I walked out of the office, but I made a mistake by following her because she dragged me to the mall before seeing our parents.

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After a delicious dinner with my parents. I returned to my penthouse. My family lives in a mansion, but I live in this penthouse. I run a successful business and am well aware of what my employees think of me. Perhaps I am rude, arrogant, and workaholic, but one thing is certain: to build a successful firm like mine, you must be strict and workaholic, or your firm will collapse before you know it. I'm sitting in my penthouse right now, thinking about her, my P.A. Amelia William. I'm not sure why. But she's not like the other girls; when she walked into my office for an interview, she mesmerised me with her beauty; she was the only woman who didn't dress to impress me, and that's why I hired her.

Until now, she had done her job professionally despite having no experience. When she was leaving my office after the interview, she murmured, 'Asshole.' I asked her about it, but she lied to my face, which I thought was cute. I'm not sure why, but I didn't fire her before she even started her work in this firm for making a rude remark. If others had called me an Asshole, I would have fired them, but Amelia is different.

Amelia has been my personal assistant for four months now. One day when I asked her to pass me a file that was on the top shelf, she tried to reach it and her shirt rose up, revealing a deep scar on her waist. She thought I didn't notice it, but I noticed the scars from then on, I attempted to search Amelia's past but was unsuccessful; there was nothing in her past; it was as if she had erased her past; I knew something was wrong with her past; she is hiding something and I must find it. I'm not even sure if anyone is harassing her. What if she's in trouble right now? I need to find out everything I can about her before it's too late.

After meeting Amelia, she is always present in my mind, popping up wherever I go. I missed her terribly when I went on a business trip for a week. I can't concentrate on work right because I'm thinking about her. I was totally zoned out thinking about her a few days ago while the meeting was going on; I have no idea what was going on in the meeting. I believe I like Amelia.

I Alexander Anderson likes Amelia William. While thinking of her beautiful face, a smile crept across my lips. I never imagined liking a woman in my life.

My phone rang, interrupting my train of thought.

"Hello," I said sternly as I answered the phone.

"Hello, sir, I made all the arrangements for your business trip," Zach said on the other end of the phone.

"OK," I said before hanging up the phone.

Yes, we have to go on a business trip to Paris for a week, and the best part is that Amelia is going to accompany me, but I haven't told Amelia yet. I believe I can now go to her apartment and inform her. I know it's kind of creepy to go to her house late at night without informing her, but I can make an excuse for this business trip, and on the other hand, I want to see her beautiful face, which is constantly distracting me. I immediately left my penthouse and am driving to Amelia's apartment. I saw her address on her application, so I know where she lives.

I arrived in front of her apartment after a few minutes of driving, I pressed the doorbell, and waited for her to open the door. I expected to see her beautiful face, but instead I saw a half-naked man standing in front of me. I clenched my teeth and stared at him, thinking about whether she was single. I know we're not in a relationship, but I can't see any man in her life; I feel like I'm jealous. I was glaring at him, but he was amused.

"What is your name?" I asked, my teeth clenched.

"My name is Regan Drew," he said with a smile. What kind of person is he? How dare he smile at me while standing in front of me half-naked?

"What exactly are you doing here? And why are you nake..." Before I could continue, I heard her voice, which had been bothering me ever since I saw her beautiful face.

"What are you doing here, Sir?" Amelia asked me in a sweet voice as she came from nowhere. I was busy glaring at the half-naked man that I failed to notice Amelia approaching us.She was looking beautiful as always.

"I should perhaps ask you what he's doing half-naked in your apartment; is he your boyfriend?" I asked her, my jaw clenched. They both began laughing at me, and a girl joined us and began laughing as well.

"What! Sir, he is not my boyfriend, but rather my best friend." Amelia responded with a laugh.

"Oooh," I just embarrassed myself in front of them.

"Amelia, can we talk in private?" I asked. She tilted her head in confusion.

"Sure, sir, come this way," she said as we entered the other room, which I assumed was Amelia's bedroom.

"So," she was about to say, but I interrupted her.

"Alex"

"What?" she asked, perplexed.

"Please call me Alex outside the office."

"However, sir..."

"No, but Amelia," she sighed in defeat and nodded her head, making me happy.

"So, Mr...er, Alex, what are you doing in my apartment right now?" When she's perplexed, she's adorable. I shook my head to concentrate on the current situation.

"Amelia, we have a business trip tomorrow, so I came here to inform you, we are leaving at 6: 00 A.M tomorrow, so be ready, I will pick you up at 6: 00 A.M tomorrow morning," I informed her.

"All right, Alex, but where are we going on a business trip?"

"Paris"

"Paris!!!" she exclaimed; her eyes wide.

"Yes!" I noticed she was very excited about our trip, and I was glad to see, she was happy because of me. I'm not sure what made me do it, but I kissed her cheek and noticed she was blushing. "You look cute when you blush," I teased her as I looked at her with a smile.

"I'm not blushing," she pretended.

"You were, indeed."

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"No"

"Yes"

"See, I told you," I teased her once more, making her blush.

"You cheated," she whined, huffing and puffing.

"No, I didn't," I replied. I smile at her cuteness before looking at my wristwatch; it's getting late, so I should probably go.

"Okay, Amelia. I'll see you tomorrow; please dress comfortably". By changing the subject, I informed her.

"OK, thank you, Alex," I smiled at her response.

"Goodnight, Amelia."

"Night, Alex," she replied.

I exited the apartment and went straight to my penthouse. After 30 minutes, I arrived at my apartment and prepared for bed, but when sleep took over, I had only one thought.

Sooner or later, I'll make you, my Angel. Only mine.