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

To say that Alexandra had been shocked by Richards vulgar words was an understatement. The gently raised heiress did not often hear such sentiments or at least they werent said to her face. The men that she associated with now treated her like the princess they believed her to be and acted like she was made of glass. It was tiring at times, yet she couldnt deny the secret thrill that ran through her at the thought of one last tryst with her first love. However brief that spark of lust, Alexandra couldnt control her fiery nature and did not regret one iota the satisfying contact that her palm made with his cheek. Her patience with his sudden appearance and demands had run out, and it felt good to let him know that she wasnt going to bow to his intimidation. Richard had never once raised his hand to her during their numerous arguments in the past, and she hadnt expected him to start now. A strained gasp left her lips as the motion of her strike caused his hand to tighten at the nape of her neck, the golden blonde strands pulled painfully. Her strike wasnt a planned one, and she hadnt exactly had much time to consider what his reaction might be. Perhaps he would let her go, and realize hed made a mistake in coming? Alexandra certainly hadnt expect him to retaliate, her blue eyes widening in alarm as his knuckles approached her delicate cheek bone. In that moment as he stopped himself the socialite didnt even dare to breathe, shocked in silence by his reaction. Clearly they had both been changed by their time apart, although she wasnt sure if it was for the better for either of them. She took a wobbly step backward as he pushed her, breath flooding into her lungs in a ragged gasp as she braced herself against the nearby bookcase. What had just happened? She wondered to herself, watching him warily now. How had they almost come to blows in such a short amount of time? Love, or hate, were powerful motivators it seemed. Briefly she considered leaving the room and having Richard escorted from the party by the meager security they employed, but that thought was dismissed quickly. It would be bad for both of them in that scenario. Before she could think of a tactful way to make him leave her attention was redirected to the tale he told her of Huntington Srs bodyguards paying him a visit and then how shed subsequently rubbed dirt into the wound by ending their relationship that day. The flush of anger drained from her cheeks as she regarded him in horror, not wanting to believe that her father was capable of such an act but knowing instinctively that he had done worse before. It seemed laughable now to offer an apology after so much time had passed, and she knew that wouldnt erase the pain both of them had endured. Silently she regarded him as he approached again, trying to mentally build walls to protect herself but failing miserably as his blue eyes stared into her own. There was just something about ones first love that was almost hypnotizing, and this time she couldnt doge his questions. Ill apologize if thats what you want to hear. Her voice was quiet, but not subdued as her chin lifted and she met his gaze. Alexandra didnt specify if she was referring to her slap or what her father had done to him. I ended our relationship because my father told me you were only interested in our familys wealth, and not actually me. She was too ashamed to admit that he had also threatened to cut her off, and being young and foolish she had believed everything her father had told her blindly. I had no idea She had to pause as a wave of nausea rolled through her at the thought of him being physically harmed as a result of their affair. Shakily one hand rose to run through her hair as she cleared her throat. I had no idea that hed sent his bodyguards after you..and also about your scholarship. Theres nothing I can say now that will fix the past, but I do want you to know that I had no idea what he did to you. She left it unsaid that if she had, perhaps things would have turned out differently for them.