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

It took all of the innate willpower that Alexandra possessed not to look back as she walked down the hallway, her steps echoing as she moved further away from her former lover. She didnt know what had possessed her to take the slip of paper he had offered her, but something inside of her was curious to see if he really could help liberate her from this fancy prison. And another part of her just wanted to see him again, despite the fact that already in a happy relationship. It was a lucky thing that she didnt cave in and glance back, however, else she might have seen the hulking shadow of a man hiding in a nearby alcove. The heiress tried not to interact with her fathers staff if she could help it, and although nothing terribly improper had occurred between her and Richard in the study it would have been disastrous if Karl had actually barged in on them. If she had known his true intentions, however, Lexi may have preferred to just get it over with quickly, as if ripping off a band-aid. Now she would be under increased scrutiny, and not even know it. As it was, emerging back into the party was trying enough for her nerves. When she meekly slinked up to her father with an excuse about a problem in the kitchen she could tell that he didnt quite believe her, but appearances were everything so he wouldnt dare berate her in front of their guests. Despite her growing discontent brought upon by Richards sudden appearance the socialite managed keep her carefully constructed image in place for the remainder of the evening, although she was sorely tested at times by James arrogance and growing claims on her presence. The end of the night couldnt come soon enough, and despite her physical and emotional exhaustion she found it hard to finally drift off to sleep with the myriad of worries that plagued her. The following days proved even more of a struggle as Alexandra tried to keep up her usual appearances while seriously contemplating leaving her lifestyle behind. She hadnt voiced this opinion to Richard, but she was afraid that she wouldnt be able to make it out in the real world as a normal person, let alone if she also had to fight her father to do it. But as the days passed, she found that she couldnt get the what-ifs out of her mind, and knew that she would regret it the rest of her life if she didnt at least find out more from Richard and see him one last time. With the decision finally made her course of action was a swift one, although not swift enough to evade the notice of a certain bodyguard. She was so concentrated on sneaking out and getting to his house that she didnt even stop to consider that he may not be there, until his text reassured her that he was waiting. As the taxi finally pulled up to a modest looking house in a nice neighborhood and she slid from the backseat a look of surprise and then pleasure lit up her face as she noticed him waiting for her. Instinctively she stepped closer and brushed her lips against his cheek in greeting, completely unaware of the camera that was capturing their intimate yet chaste greeting. After realizing that may have been a bit forward Lexi stepped backward with a sheepish grin, one shoulder raised in apology. Sorry about that, its a habit. It was finally sinking in what she was about to attempt, and her nervousness was soon returning to mirror his dampening mood. She let him guide her into the house, blue eyes roaming curiously. Your house is lovely. It was obviously a bachelor pad, but it suited him. I dont mean to be forward, but I dont have that much time I can be away. There was a lot you left out last time. Like this mystery profession? Alexandra was tired of having to watch her words, and it felt wonderful to not beat around the bush.