Chapter 35

Alex's POV*

I showed Louise into my bedroom and watched her carefully as she appraised it. She seemed to like it, at least I hoped she liked it since this is where she will be sleeping from now on. After the last time we slept together, waking up was almost as pleasurable. Having her soft mounds press into me as she cuddled closer so she could rest her head on her spot on my chest.  Yes, sharing the same was the only way this was going to work and at least then I can monitor her wardrobe since apparently everything with a dick was attracted to her. Clearly however, Louise didn't agree with my thoughts.

'This is where you sleep,' she said flatly.

'no pumpkin, this is where we sleep,'I corrected her smirking as she sent me a scowl.

This is where you sleep,' I said as I pointed to his clothes in the wardrobe unimpressed.

'Im not sleeping with you! Are you insane, your my boss!' She exclaimed angrily, ' do you know how inappropriate that would be? What if someone found out? No either give me my own room or get me a different apartment!'

When was she going to get over this. I wasn't asking her to have sex with me for god sake. At least not yet, I was just wanting to use her as a bloody cuddle buddy. And why did she care what anyone else thought, they shouldn't be thinking about her sleeping in the first place. I was getting more pissed the more I thought about some guy thinking about her. I needed to calm down and think this through rationally.i had to pick my fights and if I could'nt even convince her to share a bed with me platonically maybe getting her to sleep with me will be harder than I thought. And if she took everyone's opinions to heart then it sure as hell wouldn't happen and I needed to do something quick to stop a catastrophe from happening.

'Okay how about this, you can have your own room if you agree to sleep with me whenever I ask ?' I say as a compromise. At least this way if anyone asks her if we're sleeping in the same room she could technically say no that she has her own room. Not that it will be getting used very much since I intend to have her cuddle me every night however maybe my plans were slightly to obvious as I heard a scoff.

'No cause you will just try and make me sleep with you every night. How about I sleep with you once a week. And I mean sleep no funny business am I clear?' She said compromising.

'Crystal,' I said grinning. What's that saying, give me an inch and I'll take a mile?

I helped her unpack her clothes with the hopes of see her range of saucy lingerie however I was sorely disappointed when all I spotted were some cotton granny pants. Deciding that I needed to get back in her good side after the disaster that was Paris I cane up with an idea.

'Now that you're finally settled in, how about I take you on a brief tour of the area? I'll take you to Central Park, the rest I'll show you another day,' I said to her gripping her wrist and yanking her up so she was flush against me although the feeling didn't last long. A look of unbridled excitement came over her face and before I knew it she was out the room.

Shaking my head, I pulled my phone out and contacted some people to help me prepare something special. I still felt bad for how I treated her in Paris, I still don't understand why I reacted so badly, I was known for being , cool and collected and ruthless in the boardroom but never out of it.

Hearing a cough I looked up to see a little goddess in Tiffany blue looking at me meekly. I felt something tug down south as my eyes raked over her lmexposed slender legs that were surprisingly long for how short she was . She was clearly all legs not that I was complaining but then the realisation hit that she thought she would be leaving the house wearing that skimpy dress that barely covered her ass. Glaring, I stomped my way towards her.

What do you think you are wearing? You are not going out of this house looking like that!' I growled deepening my glare almost daring her to argue with me. Clearly she was a s blind as she was stubborn.

'You are not my father, you do not get to tell me what I can and cannot wear!' She  yelled at me as she gave me a shiver that felt like baby had tapped me.' I am a grown woman I can wear whatever I damn please and there is nothing you can do about it!'

'You are mine and no one but me can see you looking so edible, am I understood?' I growled at her a sense of possessiveness overtaking me as I grabbed at the offending material and quickly got rid of it leaving her standing in only her underwear. In seconds she was red with rage or embarrassment I was t sure though I had a feeling it was mixture at this point.

' how many times do I have to tell you for it go through your thick skull, I do not belong to you! I am not an object and you are nothing more than my boss' She yelled at me stabbingher dainty little fingers at me. Without thinking I stepped closer and nuzzled my head in the crook of her neck, her smell bringing me down to earth.

'Sorry for being so possessive, I don't know what came over me to rip your dress like that, not that I'm complaining I do quite like the view,' I apologised as I placed a few kisses down her neck ' but I meant what I said you've not to dress that sexy for anyone but me. That's rule number 1.'

I could almost feel daggers being thrown at me as she whined' but I was leaving with you! What does it matter what anyone else thinks if I'm with you, it's not like I'm going frolicking with some other guy!'

I had to hold my grin as I realised she had basically admitted to being mine and having no interest in other men. I knew better than to bring it up tho. I wasn't stupid.

'By that logic pumpkin, why does it matter if you sleep in my room then? No one will know anyway unless you tell them since it's none of their damn business, ' i said instead as casually as I could as a plan started forming in my head.

'It's about my independence you blue balled fool!'

Oh how the English are so creative with their insults.

'Okay how about this, if you sleep in my room I'll scrap my rule and you can wear whatever you want,' I said mentally giving myself a pat on the back for me fool proof idea before realising a major loop hole immediately correcting myself , ' within reason that is.'

I saw her fling herself onto her bed a slew of colourful expletives leaving her mouth in quick succession making my eyebrows raise higher than I thought possible as I realised my assistant was blue beard. Rolling my eyes at her as she continued to ignore me muttering under her breath, I strolled to her wardrobe and pulled out a loose silk skirt and nice top that made sure everything that was mine was covered. Strolling over to her I held out my choice to her, frowning when she ignored me.

'Hurry and put this on, the horses won't wait for ever you know,' I stated. The moment the word horses left my mouth she was up grinning at me as she yanked the clothes out my hand and quickly got changed in front of me. Clearly someone no longer cared that I was their boss.

'Just so you know, I'm only wearing what you picked because I liked it too, don't go trying to make this into a habit,' she said snarkily as she sat on the bed braiding her hair.

'Does that mean you'll be moving into my room then?' I asked smirking .

'No it just means I'll sleep with you two days out of the week, she said as she grabbed a handbag and strolled past me, 'hurry up, we don't want to keep them waiting.'

Since my apartment was very close to Central Park, I told Louise we'd walk to where the carriage would be waiting for us. The moment we hit the busy street I made sure to firmly grasp at her waist so I could keep her close and not lose her since she was so much smaller than everyone else. She didn't seem to mind as the smile on her face only seemed to grow the closer we got to the park. When the horses cane into view with the carriage, apparently she could no longer hold her excitement as she turned to me and sent such a heartwarming grin that I felt my heart begin to defrost. Crap.

'Come on! I'm so excited, how long do we get, I love horses can you take a picture of me with them please?' She asked, each question asked to quickly to comprehend apart from the last one where she shoved her phone in my direction before running towards the horses.

Shaking my head I let out a quite chuckle, who knew she was so easily pleased.

Taking a few photos of her, I sent one to my phone because she looked far to beautiful not to keep.

'Are you ready or are you still wanting to be 5?' I asked her as I grabbed her waist and helped her into the carriage. She merely stuck her tongue out at me before getting engrossed in her surroundings again. Giving her hand a small squeeze, I smiled at how happy she was. Having lived in New York most of my life I'd forgotten the appeal it held to the people new to the area. I made a mental not to myself to ensure she enjoys the little things for as long as possible. Her smile was too beautiful to let slip.