Charlotte's POV

I gulped nervously, looking him in the eyes while my heart was beating faster. Meanwhile, he was staring at me, his gaze dark with desire.

After a few minutes later, he cleared his throat and pulled back. I bit my lower lip, still in daze. He ran his hand through his hair and extended the towel towards me. I grabbed it quickly and wrapped the towel around me, averting my gaze, feeling shy. I still felt his hard body against me.

He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. "Umm... I have to go." He murmured uncomfortably.

I nodded and mumbled shyly. "Fine."

As soon as Alex left, closing the door behind him, I walked towards the vanity counter and placed my hands on my burning cheeks, looking at myself in the mirror, thinking about what happened between Alexis and me.

***

When I was going to my bedroom after coming from the agency, I heard music coming from the gym. Probably, it was Alex; he left the agency early today. I decided to see him before going to take a shower.

I leaned against the doorframe and started watching him while he was doing kickboxing with a punching bag. He was so focused on it that he hadn't even noticed me.

He did the reverse lunge and front kick with his left leg before performing the four cross punches. I applauded cheerfully and approached him.

"Could you teach me?" I asked, looking at him with puppy eyes. "I always wanted to do kickboxing, but I didn't have time to take classes."

"What will I get in return?" He asked, giving me a mischievous smirk.

I folded my arms over my chest and gave him a dirty look. "Peaceful home life." I replied arrogantly, looking at him devilishly.

He chuckled in amusement. "Fine. I will teach you. We will talk about my payment later." He winked at me and grabbed a pair of gloves after taking off his gloves.

He approached me and helped me put on the gloves. I bit my lower lip nervously while my heartbeats increased as he stood so close to me and held my arms, helping me how I should position my arms.

"Your feet should be shoulder-distance apart." He said in a bossy tone. "Remember that one of your hands should always be protecting your face." He added, standing closer to me from behind me, pressing his chest against my back. "Throw two punches in quick succession. First jab with your left arm, then cross with your right before performing a squat." He stated firmly.

I nodded and followed his instructions.

"Good job!" He exclaimed proudly and wrapped his arm around my neck, pulling me back. "You are not bad, kitten." He whispered in my ear huskily.

I turned my head towards him and lost myself in his blue orbs while he was holding me against his chest. There were a few inches between our lips. I gulped without managing to take my eyes off him as I felt delicious tingling between my legs.

"Let's see what you can do." I commented smugly and winked at him. I needed some distraction; otherwise, I would kiss his inviting lips, melting in his strong arms, and forget about everything, excluding this devilish Greek god and me.

"You did two punches two minutes ago. Now you try to challenge me like a pro." He asked, amused, raising his eyebrow as he pulled back and took off my gloves.

"Are you afraid?" I asked sarcastically, resting my hands on my hips.

He gave me an arrogant look and grabbed his gloves. "Will you help me?" He asked huskily, extending one of them towards me after putting on the other one.

I nodded, grabbing the glove, and helped him to put it on under his intense gaze.

"Done!" I exclaimed as I finished wrapping the Velcro strap around his right wrist tightly.

"Now, pull away and watch me." He stated smugly.

He raised his hands, positioning them like he were prepared to punch, focusing his attention on the punching bag with a serious expression on his face.

I was watching him attentively, trying to learn some tips while trying to repeat his movements as much as possible. He swung his right knee up in front of his body to perform a front kick, powerfully extending his right leg to kick his right heel into the punching bag. When I wanted to repeat it, Alex's phone rang.

"I will get it." I informed firmly and went to bring him his phone.

Suddenly, the punching bag hit me, throwing me to the floor roughly.

"Charlotte!" Alexis shouted in panic and rushed towards me. I looked at his worried face dizzily before everything around me darkened.

***

When I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital room.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?" Alexis asked, concerned, holding my hand between his hands.

"My head is pounding. What happened?" I mumbled, rubbing my forehead.

"You were hit by a punching ball." He replied, stroking my hair gently. "I am sorry. I didn't do it purposely. You have to be careful. Don't you know you can't get behind a punching bag when someone is doing kickboxing?!" He stated, irritated and heaved a loud sigh.

I frowned, annoyed. "I didn't do it deliberately. I am not a masochist. Why are you angry at me? It was me who got hurt, not you." I stated angrily, pulling my hand away, but he tightened his grip around my hand.

"I am sorry, Charlotte. I..." He closed his eyes, shaking his head. "I was scared that something happened to you." He confessed honestly as he opened his eyes and placed a soft kiss on my palm.

"I want to go home. I hate hospitals." I scowled and tried to get up.

"Charlotte, lie down, please. I will call the doctor." He stated firmly. "Don't get up." He added in a bossy tone before leaving the room to call the doctor.

After the doctor had checked me, we left the hospital, despite the fact Alexis wanted me to stay the night there if something bad happened to me. However, the doctor told us that it wasn't necessary; I was fine, but if I felt bad, we had to inform him and come to the hospital.

Once we arrived home, Alexis carried me to the bedroom. As much as I insisted that I was fine, and I didn't need to rest, he didn't listen to me. As I couldn't manage to change his mind, I decided to use the opportunity and make him serve me. Alex couldn't refuse, and he did everything I wanted despite the fact he looked angry because I asked him to do something nonstop. The housekeeper had a day-off today; so Alexis had to do everything I wanted himself.

"Alex!" I shouted, leaning against the headboard, and smirked wickedly.

"Do you feel bad?" He asked, worried as soon as he walked in.

"I am thirsty."

"But you drank herbal tea a few minutes ago."

"Yes, now I want water." I stated firmly.

"Fine." He said between gritted teeth and left, mumbling something under his breath.

I pursed my lips together, trying to hold myself from laughing.

"Your water." Alex said dryly, extending the cup towards me.

"Thank you." I took a sip from the water and frowned. "It is cold." I informed, giving the cup back to him. "Please change it." I gave him a warm smile while trying to hold myself from laughing hard.

He breathed deeply, closing his eyes, and grabbed the cup angrily. Then he went to the kitchen, saying something under his breath. I grinned triumphantly and ruffled my hair while thinking what I could make him do next.

After coming back, he extended the cup towards me angrily. I thanked him, flashing a smile, and grabbed the cup.

"It is hot." I frowned after taking a sip from the water.

I could swear I heard him gritting his teeth. He grabbed the cup instantly and drank the water in a sip, looking frustrated.

"Hey, it was mine." I scowled, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Didn't you tell me it was hot?" He asked mockingly and placed the cup on the bedside table loudly.

"Why are you angry?" I asked innocently.

He walked towards the walk-in closet, ignoring my question. I smirked devilishly.

I was having so much fun. Seeing him angry without managing to say anything made me amused. I was sure Alex was holding himself hard, but he couldn't say anything because he felt guilty for hitting me with the punching bag, despite the fact he didn't do it purposely; it was an accident.

"What are you doing?" I asked Alex as he came back, wearing just his sweatpants.

"Going to bed. I am tired. It is 3 a.m." He replied nonchalantly and sat down on the bed after pulling the cover away.

"But..."

"Charlotte! Sleep!" He stated in an authoritative tone, lying down on the bed, and pulled the cover over his body. "Sweet dreams!" He added, closing his eyes.