Alexis' POV

I rested my hand on Charlotte's back and led her into the building. As soon as we entered the lobby, I noticed Nathan talking to a woman who worked in the hotel. At first glance, there was nothing suspicious. However, when Charlotte stopped to talk to her acquaintance, I saw Nathan grabbing that woman's arm, pulling her into his chest, and told her something while there were a few inches between their lips; despite the fact, they were standing at the corner away from the people, I could feel the attraction between them.

Well... Well...

It seems our little Carter isn't so innocent. The Carter genes started showing themselves.

"Alex?" Charlotte called me, interrupting my thoughts.

"Umm... Yes." I gave her a wide grin.

"What happened? You are weird. This devilish smirk on your face is scaring me." She gave me a suspicious look.

"Nothing. Let's go." I said, giving her a smile as I grabbed her hand and led her towards the restaurant.

After the meeting, we left the hotel and got in my car. As much as Charlotte tried to bump into Nathan, we hadn't seen him. Probably, he was busy with his employee with slender legs.

"Your baby-faced ex should be careful with his little friend, or he could get sued because of harassment." I mocked after starting the car.

"What? Why?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Haven't you noticed before? Our favourite Carter is so close to one of his employees. I am sure they already fucked." I commented sarcastically.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" She grimaced in disgust. "Nathan isn't like that; he doesn't fuck everything that moves. And which employee are you talking about?"

"Oh really?! Does he have problems? Oh poor guy!" I flashed her a mocking smirk. "We saw her when we were here the last time. She was beside Nathan."

She averted her gaze and ruffled her hair. From her expression, I could guess she had already noticed their closeness before.

"Don't talk nonsense! He has no problem. Nathan isn't a ruthless playboy; he is a good man. And he doesn't have any relationship with that girl or anyone else." She commented dryly after breathing deeply.

"Oh yeah. For sure." I smirked, unconvinced.

"Are you jealous of him?" She raised her eyebrow and gave me a sly look.

"Of course not!" I frowned. "Why should I be? If I wanted you, you would already be mine, no one else's." I stated confidently. "And I can assure you I can make you come more than a dozen times in one round than he made anyone come in his entire life." I added arrogantly.

She gulped nervously as her cheeks flushed. I smirked, self-satisfied and looked at her salaciously. She bit her lower lip and averted her gaze.

"Alex!" She mumbled uneasily and cleared her throat. "Dream on!"

I smirked, "If it happens, it would be you who would think it is a dream, and I promise you would never forget every second of that night." I stated huskily and winked at her before traveling my tongue over my lower lip, looking at her lustfully.

She rolled her eyes and nibbled her lower lip, squeezing her legs, trying not to draw attention, but it didn't miss my eyes. I grinned triumphantly as seeing my effect on her made me happy.

***

I was sipping my whiskey while looking at Charlotte. She looked breathtaking in her red strapless long dress with side slit. We were at the gala hosted by Aspen Anderson.

"Hey man!" My friend, Omar greeted me cheerfully, interrupting my thoughts as he approached me happily.

I gave him a friendly smile and gave him a man hug, greeting him.

"How is it going on with your girl?" I asked mischievously after asking about his well-being.

I saw him with a brunette at the restaurant a few days ago; they looked so close, and he acted possessive towards her. I had never seen him like this before; he was one of famous womanizers I had known, despite the fact he came from a conservative family.

"Nothing." He murmured and sipped his whiskey absently. "I told you I am here at my uncle's request." He reminded me nonchalantly.

"It doesn't mean you have to stay away from having fun." I winked at him playfully.

"Don't talk nonsense! She... there is nothing serious between us."

"If you say so." I grinned impishly.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "So... How is it going on with your fiancée?" He gave me a mischievous smirk.

"We are good." I beamed at him and looked at Charlotte who was talking to Sienna.

"Oh no! This man again!" Omar frowned in irritation as he looked towards the entrance.

"Who is he?" I asked in curiosity as I looked at an old man chatting with Aspen.

"Mahmud Qadir. He is an Arabian businessman." He rolled his eyes. "It is better to stay away from him. He is a rotten apple. I heard a lot of bad things about him." He added firmly and sipped his drink. I gave him a questioning look. He sighed and told me about the businessman.

After Omar had gone to talk to his business partner, Troy approached me to discuss the investment we talked about last week.

Suddenly, I noticed Mahmud chatting with Charlotte. I excused myself instantly and almost rushed towards Charlotte. Meanwhile, the old prick was giving her a disgusting smirk.

As soon as I reached them, I wrapped my arm around Charlotte's waist, pulling her towards me, and introduced myself to the businessman. He greeted me dryly before focusing his attention on Charlotte again. His salacious gaze on her made me want to strangle him.

"So we agreed. I will call you to discuss the details." He told Charlotte and placed a kiss on her knuckles, making me grit my teeth.

"What did you agree with, koukla mou?" I asked Charlotte, tightening my grip around her waist while clenching my fist.

"Mr. Qadir wants me to pose for his mall campaign. We will shoot it next week in Dubai. I have to stay there for two weeks because there will be more than one video ad." Charlotte replied, trying to pull away from me, resting her hand on my hand on her side.

My jaw clenched immediately. "I am sorry, but it is impossible." I stated firmly, looking at Arabian businessman. "Ms. Wright has other projects in the next four weeks." I lied, clenching my fist while pressing Charlotte against mine.

"But..."

"Koukla mou, I want to introduce my friend to you." I cut off Charlotte when she wanted to protest. "Excuse us, Mr. Qadir." I gave him a tight smile and dragged Charlotte away from him without letting the old prick say anything.

"Are you crazy, Alex? I told you that you didn't intervene in my career." Charlotte hissed between her teeth as we were finally alone.

"It is different now. I don't want you to work with that old prick." I stated in an authoritative tone.

"Why? What didn't you like about the project now?" She asked mockingly, folding her arms over her chest.

"He is a dangerous man. I don't want to see him near you." I replied, determined.

"What did he..."

"It is not up for discussion, Charlotte. You will not work with him." I cut her off firmly.

She heaved a loud sigh and commented in annoyance, "I have never seen anyone stubborn like you."

"Why? Don't you look at yourself in the mirror?" I asked sarcastically. She gave me a dirty look and stormed away.

***

I was working in my office when I felt Charlotte watching me, leaning against the doorframe.

"Will you keep watching me?" I teased her without lifting my head up.

She frowned and approached me. "How did you know?" She asked, annoyed.

I lifted my head up, smirking. "I have superpowers." I winked at her playfully.

She rolled her eyes. "I brought you a cup of coffee, but I think it will be better if I leave and take it with me." She commented cockily.

I raised my eyebrow, looking at the cup. "You brought coffee for me?! To what do I owe this? Weren't you angry at me?" I asked curiously, giving her a suspicious look.

"You were right about that bastard." She informed me uneasily and bit her lower lip, placing the cup on the desk.

I raised my eyebrow. "And what made you believe me now?"

"Investigation." She winked at me.

I shook my head, smirking. "Then when will you apologize?" I asked arrogantly.

"Never. Why should I apologize?" She scowled.

"For accusing me to be a liar." I replied firmly, leaning back against my seat.

"Don't push your luck! Be grateful I brought you your favorite coffee." She stated smugly.

I burst out laughing. "You are something else." I commented in a serious tone and looked into her dazzling eyes.