Great Attraction

Alex Ogbolu was a young and charming CEO of a very rich company. He had a lot of money, was famous, and had a lot of power. But with all his wealth and status, Alex had become proud and rude, especially to women. He thought they only liked him for his money. On the other hand, Alex was a very hard worker. He took his job very seriously and spent most of his time working. His friends would often tease him, calling him a workaholic because he was always busy with work.

One morning, Alex woke up feeling terrible. He had a pounding headache and his mouth felt dry. He couldn't believe he had slept in so late - it was 11:35 am! He never slept in, especially not on a weekday. Alex thought back to the night before. His friends James and Richard had convinced him to go to the club. "Come on, it'll be fun!" they had said. "We might even meet some interesting girls." At first, Alex had said no. He always put work first and didn't want to stay out late. But his friends had kept pushing him, and eventually he gave in. Now, as he lay in bed, Alex couldn't help but blame his friends for his miserable morning. "James and Richard are going to pay for this," he muttered to himself, staring at the clock on his wall.

Alex quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for the day. Just a few minutes later, he came out looking fresh and clean. He chose a sharp outfit from his closet - a brand-new black designer suit that fit him perfectly. He paired it with a shiny new pair of shoes that matched his suit flawlessly. After getting dressed, Alex walked out to his sleek Lamborghini, parked in his spacious compound. His driver, a polite middle-aged man, had been waiting patiently all morning. The driver greeted Alex softly, and Alex nodded in response. As soon as Alex got into the car, the driver started the engine. The security guard pressed the remote to open the gate, and as it swung open, they drove off into the day.

As Alex arrived at his company, a sharp pain shot through his head, a nasty reminder of the previous night's party. He stepped out of the sleek car and walked towards the stunning building, its glass walls gleaming in the sunlight. As he entered, a chorus of greetings echoed through the lobby, but Alex ignored them, striding silently through the crowds. His employees watched him with a mix of awe and fear, their eyes darting nervously as he passed by. Alex was a force to be reckoned with - a tough, no-nonsense boss who demanded perfection from his team. His sharp jawline and piercing gaze only added to his intimidating presence.

Alex's grandfather had laid the foundation of the company many years ago. He had built it from scratch, working tirelessly to make it successful. Later, he handed over the reins to Alex's father, who took the company to new heights. Under his leadership, the company grew bigger and better. Finally, Alex took over, expanding the business even further and making it one of the best in the industry. But Alex's life wasn't just about work. He loved his family dearly. His grandfather, parents, and little sister Princess were the most important people in his life. He cherished the time he spent with them and always put their needs before his own.

Alex stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 6th floor, where his spacious office awaited. As he walked in, his phone rang, breaking the silence. A warm smile spread across his face as he saw the caller's name - his dad. "Hi Dad, good afternoon," Alex said, his voice filled with respect. His father's voice was laced with concern. "Alex, I've been trying to reach you all morning. I even called your assistant, but he said you weren't in. Where have you been?" Alex hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He didn't want to worry his father with the truth - that he had been out late partying and overslept.

"Dad... I'm not feeling well," Alex said, his voice weak. His father's concern was instant. "Really? Have you seen a doctor?" he asked, his tone filled with worry. Alex could hear the love and concern in his father's voice. "It's nothing serious, Dad. Just a headache. I'll take some medicine and rest," Alex replied, trying to reassure him. His father's voice was gentle but firm. "Okay, son. Please come home today. I need to talk to you about something important." With that, he hung up, leaving Alex wondering what his father wanted to discuss.

The day flew by in a whirlwind of paperwork and meetings for Alex. As the evening sun began to set, he glanced at his watch and realized it was time to head out. He grabbed his suit jacket and headed to the elevator, making his way down to his private car park. His driver approached him, but Alex waved him off. "Go home, I'm driving myself tonight," Alex said with a nod. "I might stay overnight at my parents' house." With that, he slid into the sleek leather seat of his Lamborghini and roared to life. As he hit the open road, Alex's mind began to wander. He wondered what his father wanted to talk to him about, his curiosity growing with every passing mile. The two-hour drive gave him plenty of time to think, but he was no closer to guessing what was on his father's mind?

Lost in thought, Alex didn't notice the motorcycle ahead of him until it was almost too late. He slammed on the brakes, and the car screeched to a halt just inches from the bike. The rider, a young woman, expertly controlled the motorcycle, preventing it from crashing to the ground. She pulled over to the side of the road, and Alex got out of his car, surprised to see a lady on the motorcycle. Before Alex could say a word, the woman unleashed her anger. "Do you want to kill me? What's wrong with you?" she shouted, her voice echoing through the air as she tried to attract the attention of passing pedestrians. Alex rolled his eyes, unfazed by her outburst. "Stop being so dramatic. We're both safe, so why are you screaming?"

The young woman's screams subsided, replaced by a fierce glare that locked onto Alex. Her beautiful eyes blazed with anger, mesmerizing Alex. "How can you say I'm screaming?" she spat, her voice trembling. "I almost died! You're not even sorry. Do you know how terrified I was? I thought you'd lost control of your brakes!" Alex smirked, pride seeping into his tone. "This is a Lamborghini, not some clunker. My car is brand new, barely two weeks old. It's perfect." The woman's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with disdain. "Oh, I see, Rich monkey!" she said, her words biting.

"Rich monkey?" Alex echoed, taking a step closer to her. The woman's eyes flashed with anger, and she unleashed a torrent of insults. "Yes, that's what you are! A spoiled rich kid who thinks he's above everyone else. This fancy car probably belongs to your daddy, doesn't it?" She sneered, her pretty face twisted in disdain. Alex couldn't help but stare at her, transfixed by her beauty despite her harsh words. "Why are you yelling at me?" he managed to ask. The woman's expression turned fierce. "You're arrogant and think you're too special to apologize just because you drive a fancy car. Well, let me tell you something - you're not special at all!" With that, she stormed over to her motorcycle, started the engine, and sped off, leaving Alex standing alone.

Alex got back into his car and drove off, his mind still reeling from the encounter.

"She's gorgeous, but her attitude is another story," he thought to himself. "I've never met a woman like her. She's not afraid to speak her mind and insult me, even when I'm in the wrong. Most women I meet are all about apologizing and trying to impress me because of my wealth, but not her. She treated me like anyone else." As he drove towards his parents' mansion, he couldn't shake off the feeling of curiosity. "Why did she call me a 'Rich monkey'?, what does that even mean" he wondered. He chuckled to himself, intrigued by her boldness. A few minutes later, he arrived at his parents' mansion and honked the horn at the gate.

Alex couldn't shake off the memory of the fiery female rider. She had left a lasting impression on him, and he found himself drawn to her in a way he couldn't explain. There was an undeniable spark between them, a great attraction that lingered long after their encounter.