Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

Alexa pov

I didn’t know where to go to because I was very confused and I also came in with Nolan. He was meant to be my ride back but he decided to ditch me. I looked down at my purse and decided to check if there could be any little change in there that I could use to find a cab or something. Luckily I found some cash and u rushed out of the arena but not without thanking the guard for his patience.

I stopped a cab and then entered. On my way ti the house I kept thinking about what Nolan did to me , was this his plan? Take me there only to ditch me ? Was this his revenge for saying I won’t do whatever he wanted when he tried to black mail me ?

What is his problem. !

I noticed we were outside the building. As I stepped out of the cab and onto the sidewalk, I felt a wave of frustration wash over me. Nolan was nowhere to be found, and I was left to fend for myself. Thankfully, I had brought some money with me, so I was able to pay for the cab ride home. But that was small comfort in the grand scheme of things.

I unlocked the front door of Nolan’s apartment and stormed inside, my anger boiling over. How could he just disappear like this? Didn’t he realize how much trouble he could get into? I paced back and forth in the living room, trying to calm myself down. Worry grew in me as I thought of Anthony’s reaction if he found out that his son wasn’t home.

I tried to put those thoughts out of my mind and focus on what I could do in the moment. Nolan wasn’t here, and there was nothing I could do to change that. I needed to take care of myself and make sure that I was ready for whatever tomorrow brought.

With that in mind, I headed to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea. As the water boiled, I tried to come up with a plan. I knew that I couldn’t keep covering for Nolan forever. Anthony would eventually find out, and when he did, I would be in hot water. But I also knew that I couldn’t just abandon Nolan. He was like a little brother to me, and I cared about him deeply.

As I sipped my tea and let my mind wander, an idea began to take shape. What if I could convince Nolan to turn over a new leaf? What if I could help him get back on track and show him that there was more to life than partying and playing music? It was a long shot, but it was worth a try.

I made my way to the guest room, where I had been staying since arriving in town. As I lay in bed, I let my mind wander, thinking about all the ways I could help Nolan. I could start by talking to him about his behavior and how it was affecting those around him. I could encourage him to seek help if he needed it, whether that meant therapy or rehab.

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew that I was ready to face it head-on. I would do everything in my power to help Nolan, but I wouldn’t sacrifice my own well-being in the process. And if worst came to worst, I would be prepared to walk away.

I woke up before the sun had even risen, eager to prepare myself for Anthony’s return. I wanted to be at my best attitude when he walked through that door. It had been so long since I last saw him, and I couldn’t wait to catch up on everything that had happened while he was away.

As I made my way through the house, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. I wanted everything to be perfect for him. I wanted to show him how much I cared about him and how much I had missed him. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed that the staff were still gone. Panic set in as I realized that I would have to prepare breakfast all on my own.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I knew that Anthony would be coming home soon, and I couldn’t let him see me in a state of panic. I quickly got to work, preparing his favorite breakfast dishes. I made sure that everything was just right, from the eggs to the bacon to the freshly squeezed orange juice.

As I was putting the finishing touches on the meal, I heard the sound of a car pulling up outside. My heart skipped a beat as I realized that Anthony was finally home. I rushed to the door to greet him, a smile plastered on my face.

“Good morning, Anthony,” I said, trying to sound as cheerful as possible.

“Good morning, Alexa,” he replied, smiling back at me. “Where’s Nolan? I want to say hello to him.”

I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to ruin the moment. “Nolan is still sleeping in,” I said, hoping that he would let the matter drop.

But Anthony wasn’t so easily deterred. “Sleeping in? It’s already morning. Why isn’t he up yet?”

I could feel the panic rising in my chest. I had to tell him the truth, no matter how difficult it was. “Last night, Nolan caught me playing in his room, and I promised him that he could sleep in as a reward. I’m sorry, Anthony. I should have told you earlier.”NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Anthony’s expression softened. “It’s okay, Alexa. I understand. I just wish you had told me earlier.”

He handed me his coat and began climbing the stairs, motioning for me to follow. “I want to see him,” he said.

I hesitated for a moment, then followed him up the stairs. “Wait, Anthony,” I said, trying to stop him. “The kitchen staff is out of the house. I had to prepare breakfast myself, and it might not be up to your standards.”

Anthony turned to me, surprise etched on his face. “What do you mean? How did that happen?”

I looked down at my feet, guilt overwhelming me. “I sent them away,” I defended and I don’t know why. “I wanted everything to be perfect for you, and I thought that I could handle it all on my own.”I lied

Anthony let out a sigh and shook his head. “Alexa, you don’t have to do everything on your own. You have people here to help you. That’s what they’re here for.”

I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. “I know, Anthony. I just wanted to do something special for you.”it was hard to keep up this lies for Nolan

Anthony smiled and took my hand. “You already have, Alexa. Seeing you here, trying so hard to make everything perfect, that’s all I need.”

We walked down the hallway, hand in hand, and entered Nolan’s room. He was still sleeping soundly, his little chest rising and falling with each breath. Anthony knelt down beside him, gently stroking his hair.