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The Move

Ella

I got an email from the office about the apartment a couple days after the interview, and I started packing up my small amount of clothes and shoes. I realized that this life I lead now is lonely, and I don't have many friends, and I don't reach out to anyone from my past life.

I am alone because someone tried to destroy me, and then on top of that, I now have Alexander to worry about. Between him and his brother, what am I going to do? Then, I heard a knock at my door and suddenly remembered that the movers were coming to help me move my small amount of belongings.

I have been in hiding for so long; I only took this position because the assistant isn't in the spotlight. I will only be by his side in meetings with a notepad and a pen. I can move on from my past with this job. I will not look for a relationship; my focus has always been working and loves second a far distant second.

Love has caused trouble for me, and I wasn't in love with that psycho; he was just obsessed with me because I was nice to him twice. I can't help but think about Alexander and how he can either make or break this job for me. I hope he doesn't cause any problems for me.

I open the door to see Alexander standing in front of me. I tried to close the door as fast as possible, but he put his foot in between my door and the door frame; I opened the door to see him smiling wickedly at me.

" My sweet flower, why shut the door on your only hope?" every word that left his mouth gave me goosebumps.

"Why don't you come in?" I move to the side of the door and let him walk inside the empty apartment. He looks around and then looks at me with a playful frown on his face.

"You didn't like my flowers, I see" I instantly became terrified of the man again. He sent them; He bloody sent the flowers that I thought meant I was found by my worst nightmare. I don't know what to say to this man. He was the only one in the world who could find me and send me back to my own personal Hell.

Why were they so infatuated with me when I couldn't care about them? He seemed the most obsessed with me; maybe he wanted me to be his toy, but I wished he would leave me alone. He has been bothering me for years.

" I didn't know who they were from, and I usually don't accept random flowers," I try to state my point because he knows why I am in hiding and why I refuse to let anyone close to me. "He hasn't been looking for you," Alexander started with. " I have." I looked at him, shocked, " Why are you looking for me?" I was walking back into a wall, hoping I had left something out to use for my protection. " You are a perfect little flower in a world of danger and disaster." I have no idea what to think now, but he hasn't moved from his spot by the door; I think he is here for something other than to hurt me, but I have no idea.

"Alexander, what brings you here?" I was stacking my boxes, finally getting the courage to talk to him like an average person. " I am here to help you move from this rat's nest to something worthy of a princess." He picked up a box and carried it out of the apartment; I watched him take it to his car and then come back up the stairs for the rest. It took less time for him to load up the car than for me to pack up my belongings, as I barely had anything.

I looked at him confused because he is only friendly when it benefits his agenda for whatever scheme he is hatching.

Alexander

My twin has volunteered me for this little excursion to collect his new assistant and her belongings because he knows who she is and whom she is hiding from. He loves to protect fair maidens and make them fall for him, but he always breaks their hearts. This one is different. I have warned him about her and all of the baggage she has along with her, and he just won't listen to me. I seem to be at my wit's end with this bloody nightmare of a brother I have; why her? Why must he always try to ruin the beautiful ones?

She had been on the run for a long time, and I only managed to find her because my brother had taken a picture of her sneakily while working as a waitress. He only sends me pictures for background checks since my fingers are always in the police business. The wonders of having cops on my payroll. Luna was something different, though; the person looking for her tried his hardest to find her, and then, for some reason, he told my brother about her and what he did. Needless to say, my brother is never for forcing himself on a woman or even making it so bad she has to go into hiding from him. He had beaten the man to a bloody pulp, and he had been looking for her ever since, and that was a year ago. The man had said she had gone into hiding after his encounter with her.

After being lost in my thoughts on the way back up to her apartment, I looked her in the eyes, and I could tell I terrified her. "Luna, why did you change your name to Ella?" I picked up another box, realizing she had little to no belongings since going into hiding." It was the name of one of my foster families called me for the longest time." She looked at the boxes she had packed and grabbed the last one. " I am driving you to your new place; it's why my brother sent me." We went to my car, and I put the last two boxes in my back seat so she didn't have to. My brother recently gifted me a 2023 black dodge charger with chrome tires. I closed the back passenger door and opened her door. I got in my side of the car, and we drove away from the last place she ever felt alone.

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