Chapter 14

                                    

                                          
Diana's POV
"Diana, can you come here please?" Alexander asks.
I stand up from my desk and walk over to Alexander's office. The doors are already open, so I walk straight in and see Alexander standing in front of his metal file cabinet, reading through some papers. 
"Everything okay?" I ask, and he turns to face me.
"Are you free from Thursday to Saturday?" He asks, and I nod my head. "Good. We're going to Georgia" Alexander tells me.
What.
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Shit. It's a private jet. I'm about to step foot on a private jet.
Well of course it's a private jet, he's a billionaire. 
"Ms Brook you may get on the plane whenever you're ready" A man in a black suit tells me, and I smile sheepishly. "Right. Thank you" I mumble before walking up the steps to the plane.
I step inside, spotting Alexander sitting in a very comfy-looking seat beside a small window, talking on the phone. He notices me and smiles, gesturing me to sit opposite him. 
I take a seat, and it's nothing like what I'm used to. I've only ever been on a plane three times, and all those times I've been in economy like the majority of people. From what I remember the seats are fairly small and always leave you wondering what germs you're sitting on. 
"Listen, I don't give a rat's ass what you want, you and your bitchy little twin brought this on yourselves, now deal with it, because I don't have the energy to put up with your bullshit this early in the morning. So piss off, and complain to Jay or Clayton instead, okay?" Alexander mutters, before hanging up and dropping the phone on his lap. 
I sit there awkwardly, not knowing if I should say something to him to cheer him up after such an intense fight. 
"My brother," Alexander tells me, and I nod. "You two don't get on?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "No, we get on great". I go to ask why were they fighting then, but I stop myself, figuring it's none of my business.
"Are you alright with flying?" He asks me. "Yes, I'm fine, why?" I say and he shrugs. "You don't like elevators so I wondered if you are claustrophobic towards planes as well" Alexander explains, and I smile. "It's just elevators," I tell him, and he nods his head in response. 
"Mr Hendrix, Elijah Hendrix is calling" A random guy who looks to be a security guard suddenly says, and he holds out a phone to Alexander. 
"Hang up," He tells him.
"Are you sure, sir?" The man asks, and Alexander nods. "Yes, and block the number as well," He tells him. 
"Understood" The man walks off, and Alexander sighs.
"Are you two fighting over something?" I can't help but ask. "No, he's just being annoying. Him and his twin crashed one of my other brother's cars, and they want me to take the blame since I'm going away for two days" Alexander tells me casually. 
"Which is bullshit because if I did take the blame, the second I get back Im a dead man. Like shit Im strong, but compared to Sage? Fucking dead I am" He mutters as he looks back out the window.
"They crashed a car?! Are they alright?" I ask, and Alexander chuckles. "Oh, they're fine. Just scared. That was my brother's favourite car" He tells me. 
"Are you close with your brothers?" I ask. From the sound of it, he has a lot of brothers. And from what I've heard, they argue a lot. But Alexander never seems angry, and no one ever seems upset. So I'm unsure whether they are actually fighting, or just took bickering with your siblings to the next level.