Chapitre 3: Her Lips Looked So Kissable...

What Alexa thought happened: Prince Alexander could no longer control his desires. Her lips looked so kissable that he felt compelled to lick them. He cradled her cheek with his right hand before slowly kissing her passionately and tenderly.

Alexa was dumbfounded and unable to think. When she regained consciousness, her hand was rapid...

*Pak!* She gave him a hard slap on the cheek.

His initial instinct was to retaliate, but he recognized he was in the wrong.

"I'm sorry!" he yelled out. What the heck did I say? Have I apologized? 'I need to quit drinking martinis so early in the day. "The alcohol is causing me to lose my senses," he thought to himself.

Alexa quickly returned her clothes and was prepared to leave the room without apologizing for striking him in the face. It was the first smack he had ever gotten in his life.

'No way!' There is no way in hell I would let you go after giving me the first smack in my life. Alexander quickly grabbed Alexa's hand to a halt from leaving.

"Where do you think you're going, anyway? You're not planning on leaving soon after giving me that amazing first hit, huh?"

'What a fantastic first hit! Do not tell me that no one has ever touched his face; I am the first. Alexa thought to herself as she looked at her former boss's face. He will soon become her former employer due to what she has done.

"Let me go, pervert! If you don't release off of me, I'll give you the second!" Alexa was putting on airs, attempting to scare him. However, deep down, she was terrified of what he would do to her.

"No way! Give me my second one. Let's see if you don't receive yours either!" he bantered, mischief sparkling in his eyes.

'So you want to play games. I will give you what you want.' Alexa tried her best to wiggle out of Alexander's grip. She was in luck and was able to pull her hand out.

As soon as it was free, *Pak! Pak* then *POW! POW!* As if that wasn't enough, she twirled around and gave him a flying roundhouse kick.

*Thud!!!*

Alexander was flat on his butt with his mouth wide open, eyes bulging from shock.

"I warned you, you pervert! Don't mess with me unless your wish is to die by my hand." After Alexa gave her speech, she immediately stalked out of the door.

The representative and Pierre were coming in when they ran into Alexa. On her way out, she was mumbling curses at the Prince to herself.

"Miss Grant, why are you dressed, and where are you going?" Pierre asked curiously, not knowing what had happened before they came in.

"Why I'm dressed and where I'm going is none of your damn business. Get out of my way, or you might get your fair share as well," Alexa replied with arrogance.

As she was about to leave, she turned around and faced Pierre.

"Oh, by the way, tell your pervert boss to shove this job up his princely ass." She walked away with her head held high and did not look back.

***

Pierre was shocked and began sweating. He was unsure how he would inform Prince Alexander that Miss Grant had departed.

"Oh! "It's very hot here," he informed the representative who was in the same circumstance as him.

The two debated what to do when Prince Alexander unexpectedly strolled out of the room where Alexa was.

With one look at the Prince, the assistant realized what had happened to him. This playboy Prince likely tried his luck with Miss Grant, but it didn't go well. They had run out of applicants and had little time to find a successor.

Pierre dashed down the corridor in the direction of Alexa's disappearance. He needed to capture her. She represented his only chance. Given the Prince's pompous demeanor, he would have to travel home soon if he did not find a successor.

"Miss Grant!" Miss Grant! Where are you now? We need to talk," Pierre cried, sprinting down the corridor. Alexander and Pierre rushed after Alexa.

However, when they arrived at the location where she was supposed to be waiting for a cab, no one looked like her.

Alexa had long since left, and Alexander was not happy. "You better get her back here, or you might as well pack your belongings and fly back home," he threatened Pierre.

Pierre was sweating profusely. He thought it was hot before, but now, from Alexander's intense gaze, he was on fire. "I'm on it, Your Highness," he said, bowing and leaving quickly to hunt for Alexa.

Alexa was in the bathroom, washing her hands. She was unaware that Alexander and his assistant were now interested in her. She took out her phone and sent her cousin an update.

Alexa: [When I get home, I better not see you.]

Andrea: [What did I do now?]

Alexa: [You sent me to work for a pervert.]

Andrea: [What are you talking about? I did not send you to work for a pervert. Wait, what pervert are you talking about?]

Alexa: [Well, you did send me to one for employment, and I'm on my way home to kick your ass too!]

Andrea: [What do you mean to kick my ass too? Did you do something to her?]

Alexa: [What do you mean by "her"? It's a woman, not a man?]

Andrea: [What are you talking about? You're supposed to meet a woman; how did she become a man?]

Alexa finally understood, and she couldn't text anymore. She dialed her cousin's number so that they could hear each other's voices, and it was faster than typing messages.

"Hello! What are you talking about? Was I supposed to meet a female boss? I went to the room number that you gave me."

"What is the room number you entered?" Andrea asked as Alexa could hear the concern in her voice.

"It was the Penthouse, room 10009?"

"What? I said 10006, not 10009! Do you have dyslexia? Did you transpose a number again?"

"Oh! Shit, I just went to the wrong room and kicked someone's ass. Hahaha! I'm in deep shit now."

She slowly made her way to the door of the washroom. She peeked outside to see if either one of the two were out there. "Phew!"

"Ok! I made a terrible mistake and ended up meeting a pervert. However, I took care of him by giving him a piece of my tigress side, so don't worry about me", Alexa told Andrea cheerfully so that she wouldn't worry herself too much.

"Are you sure you're fine? The pervert wasn't able to do anything indecent to you, right?" Andrea in a worried tone.

Alexa thought about what that man did to her. Was it indecent? No! What do I need to be ashamed of? I can't help it if he found me irresistible. Hahaha! She thought before replying to her cousin.

"Nah! He didn't have the chance to do anything indecent, and as I said, I kicked his butt. So, don't worry, OK? I'm going to hang up now. I will see if I can still go to the right person this time." She then hung the phone up after bidding her goodbyes.

'It's 10006 and not 10009. I better remember that.' Alexa made her way to the room.

As she was waiting by the elevator, Prince Alexander saw her and ran towards her. Just as he was about to reach her, the elevator opened, and she went in. He was unable to catch her.

Prince Alexander looked at the floor where the elevator stopped. It was on the 10th floor. That was the floor he was on. He ran sprinted as quickly as possible. He ran as if the devil was chasing him to the private elevator assigned to his room. "Hahaha!" I got you now! Let's see if you can get away from me again." His laughter echoed through the lobby as he entered the elevator.

Once he arrived on the 10th floor, he started running instead of walking towards his room. He bumped into his assistant as he was about to reach his suite.

"Your Highness, I apologize, but she seems to have disappeared." Pierre couldn't stand still, afraid of Alexander's wrath.

His smile and excitement suddenly faded. His expression changed from happiness to disappointment.

"What do you mean, Miss Grant disappeared? I just saw her enter the elevator, which stopped on this floor. You mean to tell me you did not see her?"

Pierre was dumbfounded. He had been there all this time, so how could he have missed Alexa? Just as they were about to return to look for her again, they heard the sound of the elevator opening.

*Ding!*

Alexander and Pierre stood, rooted to the ground, waiting for the doors to open.

When the door opened, a middle-aged woman came out, and Miss Grand followed behind her. She was happily chatting away, her beautiful smile making her dimples visible.

Alexa paused her conversation when she noticed the two men standing in the corridor. Oh, shit! I am so screwed now.

What will I do? Should I turn around and go, or do I take a chance and ignore them? She was still thinking about what to do when she noticed someone gazing intently at her.

"Hello! Miss Grant, I believe you owe me an apology. Alexander grabbed her again, but this time, his grasp was tighter, and she was unable to extricate herself.

Please pardon us! "We have a business to discuss," Alexander informed the middle-aged woman before bringing Alexa to his room.