Rachel's POV

It's as if the ruthless and cold Alexander was back. Since the incident with my car, Alexander has decided to close himself off and he hasn't even touched me ever since. He refused to speak to me about the incident. I didn't think I was being needy but the pillow barrier was up again whenever we slept and I couldn't do anything about it.

It was around 11.30pm and I was so tired. School has been so draining as of lately. Tomorrow I had a practical assessment task due. Ornamentation was my favourite class because of the creativity it required. I had delicately created the design prints I wanted to engrave on a diamond necklace, but since it was only a mock up, cubic zirconia's were going to be used instead.

I was sitting by the kitchen counter finishing the final design. A few touch up's were needed for the 4 other designs I had produced. I took a deep breath and looked around me. The loneliness of the house was potent and it was awfully quiet. I didn't enjoy this part.

Alexander, as per usual, was cooked up in his study when he got back from his offices. He'd get to bed when I was asleep and eat all his meals without me. I knew he was avoiding me, but I didn't know why.

I placed all my designs in my folder and set it aside neatly. I needed a shower and then I'd be out like a light once I hit the bed. I bit my lip in anticipation thinking about whether or not I should visit Alexander in his study. I'm hoping he won't chase me away but he's been so irritable with everything and everyone.

I really missed him. Apart from being mean at times, he really had a warm side that was especially reserved for me. Deciding that I once again, didn't have much to lose, I went upstairs and softly knocked on his door waiting for him.

He opened the door roughly allowing me to enter. Meekly I stepped passed him and walked to his desk where he had his laptop opened and his bluetooth speaker on standby. He had a whole empty bottle of whiskey on his desk and looking over at him, he went to his cabinet to fetch another bottle.

"You didn't even eat dinner and you're on your second bottle of alcohol already?" I said and looked at his haggard appearance.

He paid no attention to what I had said and poured himself another glass of the gold liquid and took a seat. I sat down opposite him really thinking about how something must be troubling him.

"What do you need, Rachel?" he snapped and drank the liquid in one go.

I fidgeted with my fingers nervously. He has a tendency to make me nervous without even trying. "I'm just here to see how you're doing..." I whispered while looking at him concerned.

"Well as you can see I'm fucking great," he said hoarsely.

I looked at him with a bit of unease. He was being so rude and harsh. "Okay then, I'll shower and then I'll be going to bed."

I stood up and nearly made it to the door but I heard his deep sigh. He let out a breath and stood up. "Princess, come here," he said with a little more tenderness and a change of tone which I appreciated.

I turned around and stood in place looking at him with a bit of sadness. I couldn't help but think about whether or not I was still desirable to him. I was so lonely for these past few days when I was at home. He made me feel as if I didn't exist.

"Come here," he said once more and held his hand out.

I went to him and he immediately enveloped me into a warm hug. He held me tight, his face going in the crook if my neck and savouring me. I pulled away from him after some time but still had my hands around him.

"I know you've been stressed, but you don't have to treat me as if I'm some stranger or be an ass about it. Just know that I'd do anything to help you," I said in all seriousness and placed my palms on his chests looking up at him.

Alexander looked at me intently for a bit. He let out a breath slowly and place his lips on my forehead very softly. He was really stressed.

"How about you go take that shower, and I'll join you?"

A satisfied smile made it's way on my face and I nodded.

Alexander's POV

"I've had Jackson run the footage through the database and we found something," Liam said happily. I perked up at hearing that. Finally, something to help me. Earlier on this week, another one of my mines were bombed. Thankfully it was a vacant site that was set to be in production in another 2 months. Now it would be another piece of wasted land.

"An Italian-American man of some sort. I suspect also in the mining business. Jackson's still looking into it though."

I closed my eyes and pinched my nose in annoyance. "All this crap because I'm competition for him? What happened to ethical business practice?" I growled out mockingly yet infuriated at the same time.

"I'll get more info soon once Jackson gets his identity," Liam said completely exhausted. I had to commend him and give him a fat bonus. He was working extra hard on my account.

"Thanks, Liam. I appreciate the effort you're going through," I said and tidied my desk. Rachel was waiting for me in the shower so I needed to hurry up.

Liam laughed in his usual playful style. "Right," he drawled out and I knew he wanted something.

"What do you want this time?" I asked light-heartedly. Liam had a habit of asking me for the most extravagant things in return whenever he did a job for me. I didn't mind because we always shared a brotherhood ever since I could remember. He was always there for me during the toughest of times and I cherished him like a little brother.

"Can I use your jet?"

I laughed at his remarkably low request, "That's it? Not going to ask for another car or boat?"

"It's mine and Isabella's anniversary next week. Planning to take her to Hawaii and knock her up," he said gleefully with his voice full of hope.

I scoffed at that and sent him my pilot's number. "Children? Good fucking luck with that." I remember Rachel asking me about Madison's daughter, Lilly the other night. Asking me if I knew how the baby was. Who gives a shit? I simply said no.

"Have you told Rachel about her car?"

I started unbuttoning my shirt and making my way to the bathroom. I could hear the water running. I had replaced her i8 the very same day I found it trashed and brushed off all her questions when she inquired.

"No. She doesn't need to know. It was simply a petty threat by William. I made sure to repay the favour," I told him reminiscing about how I also sent a few guys to destroy both his and Therese's cars.

I had Liam tighten security around the house and briefed Jock and Lev to be extra cautious when looking after Rachel. I knew they'd come for her sooner or later and I'd do everything in my power to protect her.

"Watch that blow up in your face and then you'll be sleeping on the couch for a few days," Liam laughed at me and cut the call.

I threw my phone on the bedside table and discarded my shirt. Entering the bathroom, Rachel looked so delectable washing her hair with the residue of her shampoo flowing down her breasts. I was instantly hard at that sight.

I got in the shower and simply admired her for a few moments. She smiled at me so angelically and took it upon herself to wash me. She ran her soapy hands over my chest going up to my neck and all the way down my back.

I was rock hard as she continued washing me and I sucked in a deep breath when she placed her delicate hand on my cock. She began stroking so fucking slowly, torturing me with every move. A subtle seductive smile made it's way on her face and she got down on her knees.

"Princess, do you how to do this?" I asked concerned. As much as I wanted her to suck me all in one go, I didn't want her to hurt her jaw knowing that she had a practical presentation for school tomorrow. Even though I was avoiding her, I still knew everything that goes on in her life.

Rachel tilted her head to the side for a brief moment, her hands still playing with my cock and her long red nails creating a striking sexy contrast. "Well... no. But I want to try," she whispered a little shyly.

If she wanted to then by absolute no means am I going to stop her. I've been craving to be in her mouth for a very long time, since that day at the golf course. She looked up me hesitantly second guessing her decision. I just gave her some time to get comfortable. My hardness not weakening, only intensifying looking at the sight of her on her knees in front of me.

Rachel ran her tongue over her luscious lips, getting them nice and wet. She opened her mouth slightly leaning very close, teasing me in a not so subtle way. She took a minute to blow on me with her hot breath before sticking out her tongue and barely licking me.

"Stop it. Stop teasing me, princess," I said strained looking at her beautiful enchanting eyes that maintained eye contact with me all along.

She began at the bottom of my shaft, taking a long lick upwards to my tip that was laced with precum. I let out a breathy groan unable to contain myself. She placed both her hands on my shaft, torturously stroking while my tip was in her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirl around the tip, sucking all the precum.

"Rachel..."

Swiftly, she tried to take me all into her mouth in one go but only reached halfway. I was too big for her. Her hands made up for what she couldn't accommodate.

I rolled my head back in pleasure, her mouth was so fucking sweet. Sweeter than I had ever imagined. "Just like that, just like that princess," I moaned unashamed while she started bobbing her head up and down.

I placed my hands behind her head holding her in place. I gripped her hair tightly and started pumping into her mouth.

"Fuck, princess," I closed my eyes trying my absolute best to not burst at this moment. I pumped into her mouth a little more brutally than I intended to but I couldn't help myself. My willpower was non-existent when it came to her.

She placed her hands on my thighs and pushed me back releasing me from her mouth to catch her breathe. A string of saliva still connected her mouth to my cock and she looked up me with those big brown eyes that made me go weak. Her breathing was erratic, she was trying so hard to catch her breath.

"You're so big," she whispered breathily wiping the string of saliva off her mouth.

I smiled at her. That's what every man wants to hear from their girl. I bent down to capture her lips in mine, giving her a mind-blowing kiss before placing my cock back at her mouth and pushing in.

Rachel started bobbing her head back and forth even faster than before. She was blowing me so good. So so good. I was so close to releasing inside her mouth.

Suddenly I felt her push herself further into me that I hit her throat. My eyes widened when I saw her deep throating me.

"Oh god, Rachel," I breathed out huskily.

Her hands went to my balls giving them attention, gently massaging the sensitive skin and I'm surprised that she's so good at this. She's a fucking master.

"I'm going to come, princess."

She hummed in response and the vibrations only added to my pleasure. I growled out involuntarily and tried to move away before I released but Rachel held me in place. I twitched and came all over her. In her throat, in her mouth, on her face... What a fucking pretty sight. How gorgeous did she look at this moment.

We both looked at each other for a few seconds. She's so beautiful. Her hands went to her face and she started to gather up all my come bringing it to her mouth.

"Oh fuck me," I grunted and lifted her up, kissing her deeply and roughly. I couldn't get enough of her. She quickly pulled away shocked at my action.

"Alexander, I just-"

"Doesn't fucking matter," I cut her off and continued kissing her as I carried her and she wrapped her legs around me. I didn't care that my come was still all over her face and that I could taste it when I kissed her.

She pulled back swallowing deeply. Her hands caressed my face and she looked into my eyes adoringly.

"Was I good?" She asked with a tinge of red coming onto her cheeks.

I laughed at her and stepped out of the shower getting a towel for the both of us. Was she seriously asking me that?