🌹R O S E🌹

🌹CHAPTER FORTY - ONE🌹

The airplane lands softly in Paris and not long after that, we stand up. Even though, I didn't want to leave that seat. I would like to live in that plane because of how comfortable that seat actually was, and I do believe that Alexander does agree on that.

While we watched the movie, he fell asleep after like twenty minutes, while I got so sucked into the movie and I actually liked that one, which is strange since it wasn't really my taste but I didn't enjoy it. I have no idea what it is called, but I did enjoy it.

I too, fell asleep at some point after the movie, but I did wake up before we landed, however Alexander slept through most of the flight, only woke up with the pilot in the speaker system telling us that we shall be landing shorty. My eyes are glued to the window, and I don't want to look away.

The beauty of Paris right in front of me. "Don't you want to see it outside? The city will still be there if you take your eyes of it even for a second" Alexander says, with amusement in his voice, it's clear that he's enjoying this. I don't care about that, I'm too busy watching the city and all its wonders.

But, I can't deny the fact that he's right. I force my eyes from the city and we walk out of the plane, the flight attendants smiling at us and thanking us for the flight. I only smile back at them with a kind smile, well more like grinning. The excitement in my body is making me act like a child right now and grinning like one.

As soon as I'm outside and I touch the ground in Paris, I take a deep breath, this is so wonderful and I'm so happy about his whole thing. Never have I ever been on a plane and been thousands of kilometers up into the air and above the ground and stepped foot on another country.

But, now I've done all of those things. And I'm freaking out about it, but in a good way. My insides are all jumping from joy, like the rest of me. Alexander takes my hand into his and I blush. "Seeing it from a distance is one thing, we can actually go there" He says with a laugh.

I know he's making fun of me, but I don't care. I'm just enjoying the moment and this all. Letting this soak into my brain is hard to believe that this is actually happening to me. "Fine, I suppose there's a bit of truth in that" I tell him, trying to sound naturally and normal.

I smirk as he only chuckles. We get into a black car that has a French driver, and I just learned that Alexander actually speaks French. I had no idea that he could speak another language, then again I don't know much about him. That it's sad to think about, but on the bright side, I'm getting to know him better now, little by little.

The car takes us to the airport itself and we walk from there to the exit of it and there we get into another car. I'm still in shock of how the man holding my hand, and yes we're still holding hands and don't intend letting go any time soon, anyway he speaks French.

I've never met someone who speaks French and now I have without even knowing that he was able to speak and understand French. He also speaks with a French accent, and he does it fluently. I wonder if he has ever lived in France or something because that is the only explanation of this.

"How do you speak fluent French?" I ask him, I don't look at him as I stare outside the window of the black car we are in. We have been sitting in silence for some time now, well unless you count the 'awes' and 'uuhhs' that came from me, as my eyes were watching everything.

I can't tell from his look since I'm not looking at him, but I do feel like he is taken back to that question. "What an odd question" He only says, doesn't even answer my question. I refuse to frown at his answer because I'm far too happy right now.

"An odd question which you have to answer" I order him, with a business ordering voice, sort of like him when he's ordering people at the company to do what he wants, I'm only doing it without the cruelness and rudeness as would normally be heard in his voice.

I finally turn my head to look at him and I smirk at him, he knows that I'm mocking him. "Do you need a reminder of who is the boss?" He asks me. "Nope" I tell him, and pop the p. "We are not at work and we are not working, that means you are not the boss of me now" I tell him smirking to myself as I turn my head to look outside the window once more.

I don't want to miss a thing. We're driving to the hotel which is on a bit away from the airport, but it's actually good for me since I can see everything that I want to see, but there will be time to explore later on. "Always so smart, are we, Rose?" He asks, though his question wasn't meant to be answered.

"Just answer the question" I order him, I don't get why he's giving me such a hard time, as I only asked one question and nothing more, I'm just curious and knowledge is something that I've always had a thirst for. "Fine. After I dropped out of high school, I was sent to France into a boarding school from the age of sixteen, and for five years I picked up a lot from France, learned its language and accent" He tells me, however I do sense a bit of sadness in his voice.

"I didn't know you were in a boarding school in France" I say, I can't believe it myself. When he talks in English, he has a normal accent like me, and I would have never guessed that he went to school in France, let alone been there or speak French. "There's a lot you don't know about me" He says.

He is correct, I don't know much about him. When I think about it, I know next to nothing about him, all I know is what I've read on the internet and from William, who I haven't seen again after the last time I saw him. It's hurt my heart to know that I don't know him at all.

My phone starts ringing in my pocket and I fish it out, but when I look at the caller ID, I put my phone back into my pocket. Damon is still trying to call me and I'm still not answering him. "Who was that?" Alexander asks me, I haven't really told him the thing with Damon, and I don't plan to.

"No one" I simply tell him, and in a tone that tells him not to question the subject any further. I stare dreamily outside the window as we stop by the hotel. "This hotel is a five-star hotel and I promise you that you will enjoy yourself here" He says.

I turn to look at him, and then my eyes glance to the hotel. The words on the building are written in golden letter and something in French, which I don't understand as I don't know French. Alexander goes out of the car and he takes my hand and helps me out of the car. The hotel really looks beautiful, and modern.

We walk inside and there are people all around, tourists and workers from the hotel. However, even if there are so many people around, nothing is like a bird nest. People are quiet and nice as far as I can tell. I suppose that is one of the reasons why this is a five-star hotel.

Heading inside the hotel, we go to the receptionist, and his bodyguard is still following us, I had forgotten about him. I didn't see him on the flight, but I suppose he was somewhere else on the plane since he did arrive with us, as I saw him at the airport.

The man behind the counter speaks to Alexander in French and he responds in French, and I stand there looking stupid because I don't understand French at all. I should have taken a French course in school, it never seemed like I would need that degree to be a businesses owner and anything that wouldn't help my company is not what I learned or did.

Then the man hands Alexander a key and he turns to me. "Our room is on the highest floor, in the penthouse" He tells me and he leads me to the elevator. It looks like he has stayed at this hotel before since he seems to know exactly where he is going and know this place.

"How many floors are in here?" I ask him, as we wait for the elevator to arrive. "It's on thirty floors, a bit of an upgrade from the company, don't you think?" He asks. "Yes, it is" I say and we wait for about five more seconds before the doors of the elevator opens and we walk inside.

We're going with the private elevator that goes faster and is the only elevator that goes to the highest floor, or that is what at least I read in the English instruction by the elevator while we were waiting for it to open. His bodyguard also comes with us into the elevator which makes this even more awkward.

Being in an elevator with him is always awkward, and now since his bodyguard is with us, I feel sort of awkward and embarrassed even, I wonder if he feels this way too or if I'm the only one. I'm probably the only one who's thinking like this.

The elevator we're currently in is bigger than the elevator at Selone Inc, and not only that, it also goes faster up, yet you can hardly feel it. I can just see on the screen that counts the numbers of the floors that we arrive on, and it takes about two seconds on every floor, which isn't that much.

It takes about thirty seconds or longer on every floor back at the company and that's why this elevator is one that I do enjoy being on. However the tension in the air is real. I think that Alexander feels it, but if he does than he does hide it pretty well from me and his bodyguard.

"When we get to the floor, we will be sharing the room, as the floor is the whole room. Anyway, I've arranged that there will be two beds for either one of us and you will have all the privacy you need" Alexander says, I had no idea that the whole floor was the room, then again I did not arrange this.

It's rather strange that his secretary did not arrange any of this, as he did this all himself or I think he did it himself. "All right" I say, not sure what I can say. I'm actually exited on seeing the room or the floor or the penthouse, I'm confused on what it should be called.

The elevator is on the twenty-fifth floor and it's rising to floor thirty, and soon we will be there. I can't wait. My heart is beating faster in my chest and my hands are sweaty. I'm nervous, yet still exited, but I don't know which side is winning, but the nervousness is slowly taking over and this whole thing is overwhelming me. The elevator door opens for us.