Thread: The Heiress and the Hacker [[Silva & Quix]]

The mansion that Alexandra called home already felt like a prison to her just based on the expectations that were heaped upon her by her parents, and if she had known that she was also under surveillance the heiress might have taken her chances out in the real world much sooner than she had. Then again, if she had known how closely she was being watched she might not have dared to go visit Richard. Or even dared to take him into the study as she had for their private chat. Being watched on the security films was one thing, but knowing the depth of hatred that Karl felt for her was another thing. Lexi had always been slightly uncomfortable around the imposing body guard, but she felt that way about all of her fathers brownnosing staff and avoided them if she could. With so little interaction between them she would no doubt be baffled at his motivations of going such lengths to systematically blackmail her. If she hadnt been so anxious to meet her former lover the heiress might have noticed the black car steadily trailing the taxi, but by the time she had exited and greeted Richard it was too late to deny the reemergence of their acquaintance based on Karls photographic evidence. Lexi should have been relieved as the front door closed behind them and shut out the unknown voyeur, but instead her nerves seemed to escalate. She was torn between wanting to know right away what Richard had alluded to the other night, and also just having a conversation with him and finding out simple things about his life. Due to her limited about of time the socialite had to choose business first, however, although she didnt miss the brief look of disappointment that crossed his face. Alexandra actually was supposed to go and see James that evening, but shed noticed how tense Richard had become when she had mentioned her current boyfriend at their first meeting and didnt want to start this liaison with that admission. Her curiosity about his career grew exponential by the second as she noticed his hesitation, her blonde brows rising at his pause. She didnt know what to expect, her expression puzzled at first and then her eyes widening in shock as he explained in greater detail just what an information broker was. Alexandra had never even heard of such a thing, but it began to make sense why he had been so derisive at the party. When you knew everyones dirtiest secrets it must be difficult to willingly interact with them. It was a strange feeling to be disappointed but also somehow vindicated to know that even Richard couldnt find anything concrete on her father to know that he was as big a threat as she imagined. Her mind was racing as she wondered if she would be able to pull something like this off to get some sort of proof of Huntington Srs illicit activities. Lexi wasnt a fool, she knew that illegal dealings went on but it was better for her to know as little as possible about those things. Until now. I would do anything. Her voice was soft as she spoke, her blue eyes determined as she looked up at him. He may be my father but I know hes a bad person. Ive turned a blind eye thus far but if you really think we could.. Alexandra trailed off, her fingers stretching and clasping his hand. Theres nothing I desire more than to be my own person, truly, for the first time. No expectations, just freedom. It was almost too good to be true. Where would we even begin though? He would be suspicious if I were to suddenly take an interest in the family business .