The Heir And The Servent Started From A Bet novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Mia lay in bed, eyes squeezed shut, willing herself to sleep.

But it wasn’t happening.

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The muffled sound of music still thumped through the walls, the occasional burst of laughter piercing through her weak attempts at ignoring the chaos.

She turned onto her side, then onto her back, then onto her stomach-nothing helped.

It was so frustrating.

Why didn’t Lily just go to a studio hall? Wasn’t that where normal people rehearsed dances? Why did it have to be here, in their already-too-small house?

Mia groaned, stuffing her face into her pillow.

She needed sleep.

She had work tomorrow.

She wonders if Alex will be there-

Her thoughts slipped. Of course they did.

Straight to him.

Alex.

Mia clenched her jaw, trying to shove the thought away before it could settle.

Don’t think about him. Don’t think about him. Please, don’t think about him.

She begged her own mind, but it was useless. His face, his voice, his everything-it was all still there, lurking in the corners of her head.

The last thing she needed was to think about Alexander Blackwell and whatever game he was playing.

Then, her phone dinged.

Mia reached for it lazily, checking the screen.

The second she saw the name, her heart dropped.

Speak of the devil of all devils…

The leader of the pack of evil in Willowcrest.

Alex.

Her fingers gripped the phone tighter as she unlocked it, her heartbeat so loud she could hear it in her ears.

His message was simple.

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*I’m on your street. I’ll wait 20 minutes. If I don’t see you, I’m leaving.”

Mia stared at the words, her emotions twisting in an ugly mix of irritation, confusion, and something else—something she refused to name.

Who the hell did he think he was?

Did he think he could summon her like a fucking dog?

Her nose flared, anger sparking in her chest.

She threw her phone onto the bed, hard, as if that would erase the text from existence.

She was not going to go.

Absolutely not.

No way in hell.

Mia Turner was done playing into Alexander Blackwell’s little games.

She sat there for a while, arms crossed, convincing herself that she did not care. That she wasn’t tempted. That she wasn’t waiting, heart pounding, mind racing.

But ten minutes later, she was slipping on a jacket, shoving her feet into her sneakers, and bolting out of the house like a complete idiot.

You’re so stupid, Mia. What is wrong with you?

She muttered it to herself under her breath as she walked-no, half-ran-down the street, scanning every car she passed.

And then she saw it.

His car.

Parked under a streetlight, sleek and black, the windows tinted just enough to hide his face but not enough to make him invisible.

Mia exhaled, her body betraying her by relaxing at the sight of him.

Her heart, however, started pounding for a different reason now.

Alex was here.

She folded her arms around herself as she walked up to the car, feeling every step like a mistake she was willing to make.

Alex was already watching her.

She opened the car and entered.

“You can’t just text me out of nowhere in the middle of the night to come out” she said, her voice a little softer than she wanted it to be.

“I didn’t force you to come out” Alex says.

Mia cannot believe him.

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Even though it’s true, he didn’t have to always be so brutally honest, rude and mean.

She turns to fully look at him, her face drops as she sees the bruise on his face.

Alex obviously fought today.

She stares at him, contemplating whether to do what her mind is telling her to do right now.

She reaches out to touch his face but Alex pulls back, her heart drops, disappointed.

Alex then starts his car.

“Where are we going?”

“My house”

“Blackwell Mansion?” She asked with a voice barely audible.

“No my house” Alex says, pausing to stare at her obviously giving her the choice to get down from his car if she didn’t want to go.

Mia was shameless and stupid, she didn’t.

She slides down the seat, looking outside the window.

Alex takes that as the permission to pull the car onto the street.

When Alex said his house, Mia wasn’t expecting anything less than a rich boy neighborhood, but this?

This was insane.

The elevator ride alone was enough to make her realize just how far apart their worlds were. The penthouse floor? Of course he lived in a penthouse. Of course everything smelled expensive, from the carpet beneath her feet to the polished silver buttons on the elevator panel.

She shifted awkwardly beside Alex, not saying a word.

Neither of them had spoken since she got into his car.

The silence wasn’t exactly comfortable, but it.wasn’t suffocating either. It was charged, filled with all the unsaid things hanging between them, things that neither of them seemed willing to voice.

Her own thoughts were a mess.

Why is she even here?

This could be another one of his games, another opportunity for him to humiliate her, to remind her that she didn’t belong in his world.

And yet, here she was.

Trusting him. Following him.

Mia, you’re an idiot.

The elevator doors slid open with a quiet ding, and Alex stepped out first, walking with that effortless confidence he always had. Mia followed, hesitating for just a second before stepping into his world.

The moment she walked into his penthouse, she forgot how to breathe.

Wow.

She wasn’t sure what she was expecting… Maybe something cold, lifeless, like the man himself.

But the interior was beautiful. Expensive, obviously, but not the suffocating, boring museum look-alike houses some rich people live in.

Her eyes swept across the massive windows stretching from floor to ceiling, giving a perfect view of Willowcrest at night. It was stunning.

Alex leaned against the closed door, arms crossed, watching her.

Mia turned to him, feeling his gaze burn through her skin.

He looked unreadable, but his eyes-those stormy, complicated eyes-held something that made her stomach twist.

Then he spoke.

“What are you even doing here?”

Mia blinked, thrown off by the question.

She turned fully to face him, frowning. “You brought me here.”

Alex’s lips twitched, but there was no humor in his expression. “Yeah, but you could have said no.”

Her breath caught.

She knew that. Of course she knew that.

But she hadn’t said no.

And the way he was looking at her now, like he was trying to figure her out, made her head spin.

Her heart was pounding, her skin tingling with an anticipation she didn’t want to name.

Their eyes locked, and suddenly, she wasn’t thinking straight.

She wasn’t thinking at all.

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