Billionaire's redemption

As the blaring sound pierced through the tranquility of her bedroom, Alexa Allen, feeling a sense of reluctance, slowly and delicately opened her eyes. Her teeth lightly clenched in mild displeasure as she extended her hand in a tired haze, attempting to locate her phone. The remnants of sleep clung to her eyes, obscuring her vision like the wisps of clouds after a refreshing rainstorm.

The preceding night had been consumed by an arduous research project, one that her employer had entrusted to her for approval in the early hours of the morning.

The project revolved around the intricate details of an agreement her business had recently forged with a burgeoning corporation that was rapidly gaining prominence within the nation. Alexa was tasked with her part of the presentation and the imminent meetings with the esteemed board of directors scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning.

Engrossed in her responsibilities, she had dedicated the majority of the night to the project, with her sole companions being numerous mugs of coffee that fueled her concentration and the soft murmur of hushed voices emanating from the television, serving as a comforting backdrop to her solitary efforts.

With a groan escaping her lips, Alexa finally managed to lift her phone from its resting place and glided her index finger wearily across the screen, all while stifling a tired yawn. Her other hand instinctively sought solace in her luscious honey pecan-colored hair, providing a brief respite from the demands of the early morning.

"Hello?" she greeted, her voice tinged with remnants of sleepiness, betraying her exhaustion.

"Someone is still embracing the realm of slumber," her younger brother, Andrew, muttered lazily from the other end of the line.

The clarity in his voice hinted that he had risen from his own restful state earlier than the time of his call, a fact easily deduced by Alexa. As usual, Andrew should be at his workplace or on his way already.

"Good morning Drew." She yawned again.

"Morning. How are you and my angel doing?" "Very well. Your call woke me just now and

I'll check on her when I drop the call." She tried to keep the irritation in her tone at bay,

wondering why he called.

"Someone is eager to hang up." He spoke teasingly.

Irritation easily seeped into Alexa and she desperately hoped she wouldn't have to lash out at someone so early in the morning. She was sometimes a morning person. That is, whenever she had a good sleep.

"And someone is eager to get cut off the phone if he doesn't have any valuable reason

for calling so early. Why did you call?" She spoke through gritted teeth.

He couldn't have possibly called her at such an early hour of the day just to say nothing important. It was just too early.

"Okay, I'll let you know why I called." He added quickly with a light laugh.

Alexa knew why he was laughing and she did an eye roll. Drew knew his older sister wasn't always a morning person and also knew she hated it whenever her sleep got interrupted during working days because most of those dawns, she would just be getting her version of a good sleep.

She checked the time on the nightstand and heaved a contented sigh. It was just five O'Clock and she still had at At least an hour more to nap before she could start preparing for the day because her overly the generous boss had been kind enough to ask her to come in after eight-thirty.

She knew the man had a little crush on her but never liked taking advantage of his feelings whenever he made such suggestions.

However, this time, Alexa would go for it. She needed the rest so she wouldn't end up with droopy eyes during the meeting full of professionals all dressed in intimidating suits and with a tense presentations. For the umpteenth time, Alexa hoped everything would go well with the ten AM presentation.

"What's up?"

"I'm traveling to Hawaii for three months and...I mightn't reach you very often. It'll be a very busy quarter for me." He stated all forms of playfulness wiped off in his tone.

The unexpected revelation conveyed by Andrew's languid voice instantly captured Alexa's attention, sending a shiver of unease down her spine. In response, she released a sharp breath and swiftly sat up on her bed, her mind racing with a flurry of thoughts and concerns.

Never before had Andrew ventured far from her side for such an extended period of time. The realization that he was embarking on a three-month sojourn to the picturesque islands of Hawaii stirred a mixture of emotions within her.

Although she refrained from delving into the specifics, she was aware that his journey was driven by an art exhibition or some other professional endeavor linked to his renowned creative pursuits. Andrew, an artist of international acclaim, possessed an influential presence in the artistic realm, a fact that never ceased to fill her with pride and admiration.

Their physical proximity had been deliberately maintained at a distance, as suggested by Alexa herself. Residing in separate cities served a dual purpose: allowing her to cultivate a sense of independence and self-reliance while also reducing the need to lean on others for support.

The untimely demise of their parents had left them with only each other, forging an unbreakable bond that transcended the boundaries of blood. Additionally, Alexa bore the responsibility of caring for her tender three-year-old daughter, an obligation she held close to her heart.

Entrusting the care of her child to someone else would only serve to exacerbate her own internal struggle, as she feared it would reduce her to a mere object of pity.

Adjusting on the bed, she let out a low breath. "I'm happy for you Drew." "I know you are but I am not too sure about you being alone..."

"That's where you are wrong, baby brother. I'm strong enough and we can handle

whatever comes. Besides, it's just been work, work, and even more work. That's apart from taking care of Angelina, of course."

Andrew exhaled on the other end. "I'm glad to hear that. Are you sure you'll be good on your own with my niece? You could come over.

You know Maggie would be glad to help take care of Angelina." Maggie was his part-time maid and the maid usually spoiled Angelina whenever they visited, giving her extra treats.

"I'm sure, we'll be okay. Go and do what you love and oh, break a leg." She sniggered.

Continuation in the next chapter...