《Fixing the Broken Billionaire [DISCONTINUED]》Chapter 9 (Alexander)
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When I woke up in the car without Aurora there I began to freak to out. I needed her next to me. I just met her, but it felt like that I have known her for an eternity. Something is wrong with me. I don't know why I feel so attached to this girl. We made it to the mansion and I began to sob. This feeling felt so familiar to when I was 6 years old.
Flashback to 19 years ago:
"Mommy. Don't leave me." I cried in my sleep over and over again. I was thrashing around everywhere. This continued on till one of the servants came and woke me from my sleep.
"Sir please calm down. I don't want to get in trouble." The voice said waking up from my horrible dream. I looked towards the voice and saw a maid next to me and began to sob quietly in my bed. She kept her distance trying to shush me so father wouldn't come down, but it was too late.
"What is going on here." My father said.
"I'm sorry sir. I was doing my best to try and calm him down." The maid said.
"You need to do a better job and boy, stop crying over your mom. She is dead. She's gone and you will never see her again." He said with a cold voice. "Leave the boy." He said to the maid.
"Yes sir." The maid said while leaving the room. I looked at my dad and saw him staring at me with disgust before he left. He closed the door behind him leaving me in the darkness.
I remember missing my mom that day. I missed her smile that used to always make me happy. I hated my father. After my mom left I felt unloved. I knew I was unloved. That is probably why I feel attached to Aurora because she brings that happiness and love that I was missing from my life so long. I was snapped out of reality when the door to my car had been opened by my driver. He tried to pull me out of the car. "NO!" I yelled. "I WANT AURORA! I WAKE UP AND SHE IS NOT HER WITH ME LIKE I ASKED!"
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"Sir please calm down." Charles said.
"NO CALL HER UP RIGHT NOW SO SHE CAN COME BACK TO ME." I yelled as I threw my phone up to Charles and left the car all by myself. I may be sick, but I can do some things by myself. I went into my mansion and was greeted by a bunch of maids bowing down o me. I went straight to my room. A group of maids came into my room and tried to treat me. I fell asleep for a while and was awakened by some maids treating me. There was a bowl of water next to my bed with a rag in it. "GET OUT." I yelled. One of the maids tried to put the wet, cold rag on my forehead, but I finally sat up and yelled again. "GET OUT. I DON'T WANT THAT." All the maids then left. Those maids were crossing the line. I would fire them later I thought to myself. After a few minutes I heard a knock on the door. "WHAT!" I yelled.
"Mr. Mills, it's me your P.A." I heard a soft voice speak Aurora. I hurried to the bedroom door and opened it happy to see the person in front of me. I held her tightly in my arms. Trying to assure myself that she was real.
"Why did you lie to me and leave me? You said you would come back." I said with hurt in my voice.
"Mr. Mill-"
I interrupted her and said, "Just call me Alex." I held her body closer to me.
"Alex you are burning up and you need to lay down and get some rest." I was happy for two reasons: She cared for me and she used my name.
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"My name feels so good coming from your mouth." I said with a smile on my face. She tried to push me away and that made me a bit mad. I held her tighter so she wouldn't get away from me. I placed my head in the crook of her neck and sniffed her. She smelled like vanilla and happiness. I fell asleep on her and woke up on my bed with a drenched cold rag on my head. I heard giggling coming from Aurora and her back was facing me. I was angry because she was laughing at at her phone which meant she could be talking to another man. I was suddenly angry and jealous. "So that person your texting is more important than me." I said in my sickly voice. Dammit! I hated how vulnerable I sounded, but I was okay with being this way in front of Aurora.
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