Devilish secretary - Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Chapter 183 Lilith Vs.

Grandma Bria (3) Chapter 183: Chapter 183 Lilith Vs.

Grandma Bria (3) Outside the café, Lilith stood casually against Alexander’s black car, her posture relaxed, yet effortlessly stylish.

She wasn’t doing anything special-just leaning, one arm folded, the other resting lazily against the car door.

And yet, she stood out.

It wasn’t just the way the golden streetlights reflected against her long, smooth hair, or how her office shirt and fitted skirt emphasized her curves effortlessly.

No-it was her aura.

Cool.

Confident.

Untouchable.

Like she owned the world and had nothing to prove.

Passersby couldn’t help but notice her.

A young man walking past slowed down, blatantly checking her out, eyes dragging over her figure.

Another one, standing at the corner, nudged his friend, whispering something under his breath as both of them stole glances in her direction.

And why wouldn’t they?

At that moment, Lilith didn’t just look like someone’s secretary.

She looked like a CEO herself.

Unbothered by the attention, she remained still, her lips curling slightly as she caught sight of her reflection in the car window.

She looked good.

And she knew it.

But the moment the café door swung open, and Alexander stepped outside- Everything changed.

His sharp gaze instantly locked onto her, eyes dark, unreadable, the weight of his presence shutting down the entire street.

The guys who had been admiring Lilith?

They took one look at Alexander’s expression and immediately walked away.

Because even without saying a word, the message was clear- She wasn’t someone they could approach.

She belonged to him.

Lilith smiled, pushing off the car as he approached.

“Took you long enough.” Alexander didn’t reply immediately, just stood there, towering over her, his eyes dragging over her form.

Then, in a low voice, he finally spoke.

“Get in the car, Lili.” Lilith chuckled softly, her amusement evident as she slid into the car.

She adjusted her seat, crossing her legs as Alexander slipped into the driver’s seat beside her, his movements controlled, precise.

The car hummed to life, and within seconds, they were on the road.

The streetlights cast a soft glow inside, flickering against Alexander’s sharp features as he focused ahead, his grip firm on the steering wheel.

Then, without looking at her, he spoke.

“Next time, don’t meet her alone.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it-one she rarely heard from him.

“She’s dangerous.” Lilith scoffed, leaning back against the seat.

“Oh, I’m scared.” Her voice was laced with mockery, her lips curving into a mocking smile.

Alexander’s jaw tightened.

“Lilith, I know you’re powerful enough to handle yourself.

But you need to understand-” His voice dropped lower, sharper.

“You can’t offend her.” Lilith’s smile faltered.

There was something different about his tone.

She glanced at him, her eyes narrowing slightly.

He wasn’t just warning her-he was genuinely concerned.

For the first time, she sensed something deeper.

Her amusement faded, replaced by curiosity.

“Why?” she asked, tilting her head.

But Alexander didn’t answer.

Instead, his fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his lips pressing into a thin line.

The silence stretched between them, heavy, suffocating.

Lilith frowned.

If she had been any other woman, she might have let it go.

But she wasn’t.

She was Lilith.

And she didn’t like being left in the dark.

She studied his face for a moment, then leaned her elbow against the window, deep in thought.

It didn’t take long for her to piece things together.

If she wasn’t allowed to offend Grandma Bria… If Alexander was actually warning her… There were only two possible explanations.

Lilith let out a low chuckle.

“Let me guess,” she mused, tilting her head toward him.

“She has strong connections, doesn’t she?” Alexander’s silence was deafening.

Encouraged, Lilith smirked, her eyes gleaming.

“Government?

Or…” She paused, dragging out the suspense.

“Mafia?” The moment the word left her lips, she saw it.

The slight flicker in Alexander’s expression.

It was brief and barely noticeable.

But Lilith caught it.

Her smirk widened as she turned fully toward him, resting her chin on her hand.

“Oh.” She had hit the mark.

Alexander exhaled slowly, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel as if deciding whether or not to confirm it.

But his silence was already an answer.

Lilith let out a small laugh, shaking her head.

“Damn, Granny.

You’re more interesting than I thought.” The car ride continued in silence.

Alexander had stopped denying it.

Which meant only one thing Grandma Bria wasn’t just powerful.

She was dangerous.

Lilith, still smirking, leaned back in her seat, tapping her fingers lazily against her knee.

“Well, that certainly explains a lot,” she mused.

“No wonder she acts like she owns the world.” Alexander didn’t respond.

He was still focused on the road, but his grip on the wheel had tightened slightly, his jaw tense.

The car slowed as they reached her apartment building.

It was quiet, the streets empty.

The only sound was the low hum of the streetlights flickering in the distance.

“Come on,” he said, standing tall, waiting.

“I’ll drop you home.” Lilith raised an eyebrow.

“I can go by myself.” Alexander shot her a look.

“You’re not going alone.

I’ll take you to your door.” His tone left no room for argument Lilith stepped out, stretching slightly before walking ahead toward the entrance.

But the moment they reached her door- She froze.

The door was cracked open.

The lock was broken, the wood slightly splintered.

And inside- Everything was a mess.

Lilith’s eyes narrowed.

Her once-organized living room was completely trashed.

Her couch was flipped over, papers scattered across the floor, drawers pulled open, their contents spilled.

Someone had broken in.

Alexander’s entire body tensed beside her.

Without a word, he stepped forward first, shielding her slightly as he scanned the room.

His sharp gaze took in everything-the way the furniture had been disturbed, the clear signs of a deliberate search.

This wasn’t random.

Someone had been looking for something.

Lilith slowly stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the floor.

Her eyes trailed over the destruction, but her face remained unreadable.

Then, she let out a low hum.

“Well… this is inconvenient.” Alexander, however, was not amused.

He turned to her, his voice low, dangerously calm.

“Stay behind me.”