Alpha Christian

Georgina's POV

I made sales to the client in front of me, who needed some cheesecake. "Next!" I say not looking forward to who is next on the line. As I lift my eyes to see who is next in line, I gasp in shock. I never expected. He looks at me so steadily. He is the world's most eligible bachelor, the world's famous playboy; he's no other person but Alpha Christian, the Alpha of Asark. I never believed in my wildest dreams that I'd meet someone as great as this in my whole lifetime.

My life has been full of mainly downs, so I believed I'd always come up with downs. Crossing the path of such a great celebrity like him is a worthwhile achievement in my life. I put up a nice smile.

"Hello, sir, what do you want?" I try to lend some prestige to him due to his personality. I don't feel the need to address him as 'Your Highness' because he's not from my country. I'm from Ngotu, working in Ngotu, and he comes from Asark. Two different countries.

He gives me a dominant grin, "I need pizza and soda."

"Right at your service, sir," I rush towards the section where the listed items are kept, each in its glass showcase. I take each of them out, place them in a nice package bag and hand it over to him. "You go over there and pay the cash, sir," I say politely, gesturing with my hands to the cashier who sits at the desk just opposite me, a few meters away. His eyes trail my hand, he turns and walks over to the cashier.

I stare at his perfectly built body, bone-straight back, agile feet. His muscular arms strain against his perfectly fitted leather brown suit. I look back at my task in hand, I need to type in and record the recent sales on my system. I type some figures on my desktop, glance back to see if he's done, and probably say goodbye to him. He's an Alpha, and he needs special treatment. I raise my eyes a bit to do this, but surprisingly, his gaze meets mine, electricity shoots through my spine, and I never want him to think about anything else. I give out a slight blush and continue typing into my system.

I sense his piercing blue eyes still watching me; I feel every temptation to look up, but I hold my dignity in high esteem. I don't want it to seem like I'm flirting with him. In this organization I work for, professionalism is the keyword. Aside from the fact that I'm bound by it, it's not my life to flirt with guys, no matter how handsome they may look. I just admire them, but flirting is a no-no.

Seconds later, I hear footsteps walking towards me, and my heart begins to pound. I seem so serious with what I'm doing.

"Hello!" A deep, brash voice calls. I slowly lift my head.

"Hello, Your Highness." I smile. It's my nature; it helps me evade being awkward.

"Do you always have to keep calling me Your Highness?" He speaks in a gentle tone mixed with desire. I grow surprised as he says this. What's so special about me that an Alpha would grant me such a privilege as this?

"No," I wanted to add something, but my words just cut short; my throat doesn't want to produce any further words. My heart is really demanding that he do whatever he wishes and get away from here before I misbehave. His eyes and aura are holding me captive; I might start acting nervous if they persist. I bit the lower part of my lip, snapping my fingers. When I realize he's here and watching me, I pretend to be focusing solely on the screen and do that as a result of some mistake I made.

"Can I know a bit about you?" He asks.

I breath out, well-braced to answer his question. "I'm Georgina Amoux, twenty. I'm from Ultimate Pack, and I work here as the sales lady."

"Wow, what a nice name!"

"Thanks," I say with a blush.

"Georgina, I think you know my name?" He asks in his deep, sexy tone.

"Everyone knows you." I chuckle.

"Ooh, a very little mistake you make there. Not everyone knows me." Immediately, I realize my mistake, and I swallow the lump in my throat.

"I mean, you're popular." I start to feel like he's distracting me from my work and merely flirting. Though I have respect for his status, I generally dislike flirts. It's one character that really disgusts me. I see flirts as mostly liars and cheaters. I want to stay focused on my work and avoid distractions. It's my only source of livelihood, and I don't want to lose it, even from a well-known Alpha like him.

"Yeah!" He responds to my last statement with a certain level of disinterest. I guess his main interest in this conversation is? I can't ask directly either, I would sound overzealous or desperate.

"Do you have anything else you need?"

"No, not actually, but I need something else. That's you!" His words fell on my ears like a heavy rod striking a metal, re-echoing against its walls. I wonder if this is a dream. Why would an Alpha say this to an ordinary girl like me?

I want to let out a gasp, but I know it would make me seem naive, a non-experienced girl who jumps on every comment a man gives. I have never had a man want me before, and I feel fulfilled by that, but I just don't wanna flirt with him. I squeeze the joy that wants to emerge from me back into myself, and I let out a smile instead. I appreciate it when people recognize me or see me as human, although I don't fancy it when they try to take advantage of me. I'm feeling special right now. I blush as I type something into the system.