A few days had passed since receiving them pictures. I concealed them from Alexander, this led me to be in two minds; whether I should tell him or not.

There were times when I felt like I didn't need to tell him. The way he embraced me each day, telling me every second how much he loves me. That's when I disregarded the pictures in my head, that's the Alexander I trust and love the most.

There were also times where he would be gone for a while, and my doubt controlled me to believe he was with Lucinda. I kicked myself for even thinking it, but the tiny voice in the back of my head constantly taunted me.

The subtle sound of wind and birds chirping, dances its way through the ajar window. Stretching out all the tiredness, I extend my arm to the other side of the bed, my eyes shoot open to see Alexander gone.

Confusion trickled in my brain; we normally wake up together. I peer over to the clock above the door, and I bolted off the bed when the time showed it had just gone past ten.

Did I oversleep? Why didn't Alexander wake me. When my hands fly over to the nightstand to get my phone, a note was displayed on top of it.

I've noticed that you've been looking stressed and tired lately, have a lie in, take all the time and when you're ready come to the office.

Love A x

I clutch the note close to me, my heart swells with love. I truly am stupid. This man adores me with all his heart, and there's me thinking whether he's with Lucinda. There has got to be an explanation for those photos, I'll bite the bullet and ask him.

***

Just before going to the office, I made a quick pit stop at Jo's cafe, the sudden craving for a caramel latte swirled in my stomach.

I warily make my way outside; a new staff member gave my coffee and it was slightly overfilled. The coffee was seeping through the lid.

With my eyes fixated onto my drink, I carefully open the door to leave, but then I suddenly bump into someone as I turn.

The cup jolts in my hand, slightly spilling it. I groan in frustration and mutter, cursing the person I bumped into, when I look up to see the idiot, a gasp leaves my mouth, its Calum.

"Shit! Louisa I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and I didn't see you." He apologises handing me a tissue to wipe the pouring coffee.

"It's okay." I laugh. "How are you?"

"Good! How are you? Sarah tells me you and the girls are slowly getting on with the wedding preparations." Calum ask sending me a friendly smile. I smile back knowing that everything between us is now civil.

"I'm good thanks. Well, trying to. There's always something distracting us in the office. Is everything good with Sarah?" I ask, I needed to know because Sarah vowed, she would never burden me with the details of their relationship, but I reassured her constantly.

"Well, I'm taking her away today, a little break from the city. I came to get coffee for our little road trip. I... um... I'm going to ask her to be my girlfriend." Calum slightly hesitated on the last sentence.

A surprised gasp leaves my mouth. Unexpectedly, I was ecstatic, I was buzzing for Sarah.

"That's amazing!" I exclaimed. "I'm really happy for you guys, I truly am."

I peer down at my watch. "I need to go now. But good luck and have an amazing time."

"Thank you! See you around." Calum gushes as we part ways.

The mood felt light and my spirits were brightened, I smile knowing that Sarah will have a lovely time away, and now there are no overwhelming emotions regarding Sarah and Calum. The fact that I am happy for them both, make me feel at peace that there is no bad blood between us.

***

After a short walk from the cafe, I enter into Lily's office only to see her desk empty, this didn't bother me as the only person I wanted to see was Alexander.

Getting to our office door, before reaching for the handle, it starts to move from the other side. I jerk myself a few inches back.

The door opens for me to come face to face with Lucinda. I felt like I was slapped in the face and the ability to speak had vanished. I stood there; eyes widened in shock. Alexander mirrored how I was feeling.

I didn't know what to think. There was a mix of fury and shock rising in me like a tide. But I knew I had to keep my frustration in check.

"Get out." I cautioned Lucinda.

Not wanting to enrage me even more, she smugly eyes me up and down as she walks past me. My eyes follow her, my vision stabs into her as she makes her way to the door and exits.

I storm past Alexander, slam my coffee onto the desk, sharply turning to face him, waiting for him to say something. My eyes start to feel dull with sadness.

"I was at my desk, waiting for you, when the door opened, I thought it was you, but it was her. Someone on the main floor probably let her in, I couldn't ask Lily because she was in a meeting, I-"

"Is something going on between you two?" I ask with a prick of sadness in my voice.

"Don't start this again." Alexander sighed. "Nothing is happening, why are you letting her get inside your head. I thought we went through this."

"What am I supposed to think when I get sent this?" I say taking the pictures from my bag and slamming them onto the desk.

Alexander tilts his head quizzically; he takes one pictures and studies it. "What is this?"

"Remember after our opening for the houses?" I ask trying to get him to jog his memory. "The security alarms went off, I wanted to come with you but you insisted on me staying home. That same night I get sent them pictures. Is that why you didn't want me to come? Did the alarms actually go off or was it a cover up?"

Alexander shoots his head; he had a broken look in his eyes. I then realised the stabbing questions I asked. I couldn't take back what I just said, but the words rolled out of my mouth.

"I... I can't believe you're suspecting me?" Alexander stutters, his voice cracks as sadness washes over him.

We stay silent. The silence in the room is almost deafening. We didn't know what to say. Alexander then gets his phone out, he looked like he was furiously searching for something.

"And what am I supposed to think when I get sent this?" Alexander asks, displaying his phone.

It takes a while for my eyes to adjust to the brightness, but then I finally see a picture of Calum and I. It was moments ago, when I saw him at the cafe. A stab of fear creeps upon me, somebody was following me, this might have been the same person who sent me the pictures.

Alexander sighs deeply, almost miserably. "When I saw this, I didn't think anything of it. I knew it was someone trying to create drama. But now, with you doubting me, I'm starting to think if there's a deeper meaning to this picture. You seem pretty happy."

It felt like my heart had twisted hearing those words from Alexander. A great sense of weariness sweeps over me, taking all my energy. What's happened to us, it's like our relationship had become toxic and poisonous.

"That picture shows nothing!" I exclaim. "I can't believe you're doubting-"

"What? Just like you doubting me?" Alexander bellows interrupting me.

I take a step back. The mixture of emotions he was displaying was starting to break me. Both our eyes were pooled with tears, brows were furrowed in great sadness.

"How do you expect me to feel when I get sent pictures and then I see her coming out of your office?" I rebuked; my voice thick with tears.

"And how do you expect me to feel? I'm waiting in the office for you, and I see this picture on my phone. How do I know you're not meeting up with him behind my back?" Alexander's words jabbed me in the heart.

Our words were like a ping pong ball, going back and forth, hurting each other. Alexander takes a deep sigh, and as he was about to say something, I stutter words that just fumbled out of me, I had no control.

"I hate you." I knew I didn't mean what I had said, but the words rolled and echoed around the room. I hated myself for saying those words.

Alexander abruptly turns to me, eyeing me up and down, he quickly moves and strides over to me, so close that I could feel his breath on my skin. I couldn't meet with his eyes, I was ashamed.

His had cups just beneath my chin, forcing me to come face to face, I was getting absorbed by his alluring brown orbs.

"Say it again?" He growls seductively.

His gaze drops on to my lips and when I open my mouth to speak, he crashes his lips onto mine. His hand moves down to my neck, the other around my waist. As his tongue hungrily danced, moulding into my lips, I knew I didn't have the right to feel this pleasure.

The electricity was building up, my legs started to buck underneath him, I wanted him to sweep me off the floor and take me to the high clouds of love that he always provides for me. But, I know deeply that I hurt him with what I said. I didn't deserve his love. I didn't deserve to feel good.

It took all my energy and strength to back my head, and push him away. He tilts his head in a confused manner, whilst his chest was heaving from the passion.

"I need some air." I let out in a cry.

I didn't wait for him to respond; I turn and make a swift exit. Keeping my head down, I didn't want to see anyone judging me. I was etched with great sadness, it felt like someone had twisted my heart and ripped it out of my chest.

As I make my way outside, I get into one of our cars that's situated at the front of the building.

"Take me home." I say to the driver. My eyes were misted with tears, it took a while to clear it up and gain my vision back.

The car had not moved. I look up to repeat myself, then my face drops in shock to see it wasn't our regular driver. Grabbing onto the handle to let myself out, he locks the door. Waves of panic flooded into me.

The windows were tinted, I was hidden to the outside world. My instinct was to scream for help, but I was snatched at the opportunity to do that, as I saw the guy point a knife to me. I shook with fear. Bad memories pounded my brain.

"Be a good girl, give me your phone and keep your mouth shut." He grumbles in a low tone.

I do as he says. He then proceeds to drive. I look back to see our building get smaller and smaller as we drive away. Fear crept up my spine, a wave of panic seized my brain.

I got myself into this predicament, now I fear for my life.

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A/N

This is breaking my heart writing this chapter. Louisa and Alexander doubting each other...

It's clear to see that both of them deep down gave trust issues, do you think they can work around this and gain each other's trust back? Omg what about the wedding?

Do you think it's the same person sending these pictures? And who has got Louisa? Where is she being taken?

Share your thoughts and don't forget to vote!

Love _xxAMxx