Love Unspoken

"Alexander, what's the matter? You seem distracted." Getty had been sitting in the car for a while, noticing that he had already smoked two cigarettes, yet they hadn't moved from the parking spot. Alexander took the last drag from his cigarette and turned to look at Getty.

"Feeling better?" he asked.

"Yes, thank goodness it's nothing serious," Getty responded, still a bit upset that the situation had escalated so quickly that she hadn't had the chance to properly deal with it. "I'm not really in the mood right now. What do you want to eat?" Alexander rubbed his temples, looking worn out.

Getty eyed him curiously. "What's going on? Did something happen at work?" "Just a bit of trouble." Alexander replied, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot.

Getty, more a nominal secretary than an actual assistant in Alexander's company, was paid but largely uninformed about the specifics of his business.

She wanted to offer comfort but wasn't sure how, so she chose to remain silent. Pulling out her phone, Getty started playing a game. When boredom struck at work, gaming was her escape. Her current obsession was "Dragon Vein Street," a game into which she had heavily invested.

Getty had spent over five

with practically no spending limit, except that purchases over ten million required a prior

objections to her expenses. "Hey, Alexander, they're casting real people for a New Year's promotional

his voice faint as he gripped the

you help me get in touch with them? They wouldn't dare turn down your referral.' She adored the game and saw

guild friends already dubbed her the "rich girl." If she could star in the advertisement, every player would recognize her not just as wealthy,

Getty's wishes, would naturally not refuse

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many of his friends couldn't fathom his fondness for Getty. She wasn't particularly intelligent or graceful; she often seemed

there prettier than her. Yet, some believed

Getty knew the true nature of Alexander's affection. She was careful not to overstep around him; her slightest