A/N: I explored a little bit of a darker side to Alex at the beginning of this chapter. Hehe enjoy.

"That's beautiful." Kim points out quietly as her eyes move over the canvas on the easel housing the partially finished artwork. "Is this supposed to be you?"

"Uh huh." Alex mumbles in response as she folds her arms and taps her fingers against her half empty whiskey glass. "She sneaks down every morning while I'm sitting on my window and she'll just scribble on her little pad. I hadn't noticed she was gonna turned it into a full blown thing or whatever. She's a really good artist you know."

Kim quirks an eyebrow at the blonde's speech but thankfully she has her back turned towards the art so Alex can't see her. "She's a great artist." She corrects before spinning around to face her boss. "Where is she by the way?"

Alex thinks for a moment before she shrugs and refills her glass. "My mother has successfully kidnapped her for the day. Some kind of girls day out or whatever that I wasn't allowed to go to. Something about them getting to spend more time with Casey alone."

"Well I sure hope you didn't call me over here just so you can wallow in your problems." Kim retorts as she subtly nods her head towards the glass in the other woman's hand. "Just because I'm your PA doesn't necessarily mean I have to deal with your personal problems."

"I'm paying you, which means that you do whatever it is that I tell you to do." Alex all but growls as she quickly finishes off the remaining amber liquid in her glass. What is this? Her fourth, fifth glass this evening? Oh well, it doesn't matter. It's her house and her whiskey and she can drink as much of it as she so pleases.

"You shouldn't drink like that this early in the day. It's not good for your health."

"I don't need a babysitter."

Kim is silent for a long period of time with her lips pressed tightly together before she opens her mouth and daintily clears her throat. "There's something I've been meaning to speak with you personally about." she begins, pausing briefly as she seems to be gathering her thoughts together. "I want you to know that I don't appreciate how you've been treating Casey."

Alex quirks an eyebrow at the a little less than confident statement before she leans against the counter of her bar. "Is that so? And pray tell, Miss Greylek, how exactly have I been treating Casey? Have I not been giving her everything that she could ever ask for and more? Have I not provided a stable roof over her head, rent free? Have I not provided for her a completely reestablished wardrobe, countless jewels, and the finest dining that any woman could ever ask for? Have I not done all of that just for her?"

"Material things aren't important, Alex. I see the way that you look at other women when Casey's not around. I can see the wheels constantly turning in your head as you set your plan into motion on how you intend to get them to fall into bed with you. You get this predatory look in your eyes. I've seen it when you look at a few of the models. Hell, I've seen it whenever you walk into work and you speak to the poor girl at the front desk. There's just this look about you…"

"In case you haven't noticed dear Kimberly, Casey and I are not really together, therefore I am not obligated to be 'faithful' to her…since we aren't together."

"While that may be true, I do believe that you can at least be a little respectful when doing that around her. She told me about what happened on the plane going to Maui. I find it extremely…mind boggling that you can't even keep your hands to yourself for nine whole hours without finding some senseless behind to fondle."

Alex smirks, albeit a little darkly, as she picks up the now empty whiskey bottle and begins to absentmindedly run her fingers over the labeling. "Green is a color that can symbolize many things you know. It can symbolize nature; the more natural and beautiful environments of this earth. But you know, Green is typically associated with envy; a feeling of discontented or resentful longing aroused by someone else's possessions or qualities." She recites before her smirk grows gradually. "I do believe that you are jealous."

Kim frowns deeply at the accusation as she vigorously shakes her head. "Jealous? Why would I be jealous?"

"Because I am providing all of this for Casey, and not yourself? Because it is her on my arm day in and day out while you struggle to make it through to the next day despite what I'm paying you. How that if it weren't for me you would still be a lowly waitress trying to find a job. I know about you see. Practically raised yourself, grew up alone, barely managed to put yourself through college. I know all about that and I believe that you are jealous because I'm not the one taking care of you."

"Hardly." The brunette replies as she folds her arms before going rigid as she notices Alex beginning to approach her like a lioness stalking a mere helpless gazelle. "What are you doing?"

Possibly clouded by the alcohol, the heiress continues to advance upon her assistant until she has her cornered against a wall. "Why, I'm just giving you what it is that you really want."

"You're drunk." Kim responds as she wrinkles her nose and tries to move away freely. "You're drunk and I'm really not interested in you like that. Not to mention that you are my boss and this is extremely inappropriate. I thought you said you don't hit on employees?"

"I could have lied."

"Please move. You're really making me uncomfortable."

"I'll move when you admit that you're jealous."

"Or how about you move now." The slightly shorter woman responds, with a small embarrassing tremor in her voice as she tries to move away. Her body stiffens and her eyes widen when she feels hands snake their way up her sides, fingers lightly dancing under her shirt. "No, don't touch me!"

The heiress grins wickedly as she leans into her assistant, pressing their bodies together and pressing her tightly against the wall. She grasps both of the other woman's wrists tightly in her hands and pins them firmly to the wall before burying her face into her neck. "You smell like lavender." She purrs before chuckling lowly.

"And you smell like expensive liquor." Kim responds tightly as she tries to shove the taller woman away from her. Her throat constricts tightly as her actions promotes a struggle between the two that once again leaves her tightly pressed against the wall. "Alex stop! Please!"

Something clicks in the back of Alex's mind and she steps away before shaking her head, the alcohol in her system causing the room to dip a little bit. What had she just done? And what exactly what she about to do? "Oh god, Kim, I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…god, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…sorry."

Kim finally manages to calm her breathing as she pushes off of the wall and proceeds to put herself back together. "Yes well, I'm sure we all have our-our moments." She stutters, clearing her throat before grabbing her purse and attaché. "Listen, I think that you can email me whatever work you need me to do and we can work from there. Right now I think you need to be alone."

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll do that." the blonde murmurs as she makes her way over to her favored window and folds her arms tightly. She faintly hears the door open and close right before she drops to her knees and begins to sob uncontrollably. No one would ever know it from just looking at her, but she feels like her life is falling apart.

Later

"Why didn't Casey wanna come out with us?" Olivia asks with a curious tilt of her head as she takes a knowing swig from her beer.

"She was probably tired from being dragged around all day by my mom." Alex responds with a quiet shrug as she goes back to absentmindedly nursing her drink. "To be honest, I didn't want to come out either, but I knew you guys wouldn't take no for an answer."

"You know us so well." Abbie responds with a wide grin. "Besides, you look like you need a bit of cheering up. What's got you look like that? You look like someone punched you in the stomach a few days ago and you're just now feeling the pain."

The heiress is silent for a long moment of time before she sighs and nods her head. "Well it's something like that." she mumbles before tapping her glass once more. "I-I told Casey about Lila the other day."

A silence falls amongst the three other women at the table as all of them know the sensitivity of the topic. After the heavy silence, Serena is the first to speak up. "And how did that go?" she asks softly as her hand gently rubs up and down the other blonde's shoulder.

"It went…I wish it had gone better. I kind of snapped at Casey when I didn't mean to and we haven't really spoken that much since then. I didn't mean to hurt her feelings and I know she meant well, I just…I don't know what happened."

"You're still mourning for her and that's perfectly okay. Of course it's still going to be a very touchy subject for you to talk about her." The model answers, "We can talk about something else if you want, if that will help you any."

Alex is silent for another moment before shakily nodding her head. "Yeah, that'd be great." She says before clearing her throat and managing a smirk. "Besides, if you three are going to drag me out, I intend to have a little bit of fun tonight."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Abbie explains, signaling for the bartender to bring them another tray of shot rounds. "Think I want a basket of fries too."

While Olivia simply rolls her eyes, Alex can't help but snicker in regards to her best friend. Out of the corner of her eye, she can't help but notice how Serena will longingly glance at the raven haired woman sitting across the table from her; and this just isn't the first time. She's seen it on several occasions around the office and she's beginning to wonder if everyone has noticed but Abbie.

A brief from crosses Serena's face before she replaces it with a smile and stirs her vibrantly colorful drink with the straw. "So I got asked to do a Victoria's Secret shoot the other day. I'll be modeling their brand new line of lingerie."

"Wow that's great! Congrats." Alex exclaims with a grin.

"Yeah, that's really amazing. I'm sure that you'll look great." Olivia adds in with a rather shy smile.

Serena smiles her thanks and glances at Abbie once more who seems to have her full attention on her cell phone. Sighing heavily, the model refuses to resign to defeat as she runs her fingers down Alex's shoulder. "Hey boss lady, how about a dance?" she inquires slyly as she pulls the taller woman out of the booth and onto the dance floor without giving her much of a chance to protest or respond.

Alex quirks an eyebrow in minimal confusion as Serena's arms drape loosely over her shoulders. "You know, you're pretty bold since you're dragging me out on a club dance floor and I have a girlfriend at home. You would think you'd be a little more courteous than that." she teases lightly.

"I could." Serena hums with a smirk of her own. "But considering the two of you aren't really together, I don't think Casey would mind all that much."

"Alright, how'd you find out?"

"I weaseled it out of your assistant."

"And how'd you manage to do that? She seems to be very tight lipped."

"I have my own ways of persuasion Miss Cabot."

Alex chuckles at the models playfulness before she turns back to her original question. "So this is all about making Abbie jealous, am I right?" she offers, motioning towards their dancing with a subtle nod.

Serena's grin falls and she sighs heavily as she risks a glance back at their table. "I don't know what else I can do at this point." She mumbles glumly. "You know that we've been sleeping together."

"I had my suspicions but I didn't want to just assume. I felt if I really needed to know, either of you would tell me."

"Well I'm telling you now; we've been sleeping together, but that's all we've been doing. Yeah I mean when it first started, the casualness of it was pretty fun, but now I want more. I want her to actually take me to a restaurant and romance me. I want an actual relationship with her, but it's like she can't even take the hint."

Alex hums for a moment before she tilts her head. "But she's usually all over you? She's complementing you practically all the time."

Serena shakes her head before giving a humorless chuckle. "For me, telling me that I'm hot and sexy isn't the same as telling me I'm beautiful and desirable. I want romance with her but either she doesn't notice my hints or this is her subtly telling me she doesn't want that. I just know I'm getting pretty tired of waking up every morning to an empty bed after we've had sex."

"So you're here, dancing with me to see if you'll poke a nerve.?"

"Exactly. That's why I was all over you and I kissed you at the photo shoot. Well partially. I really was trying to help Casey with the art of seductive posing but mostly it was to get a rise out of Abbie. You're her best friend and I felt if she thought I had an interest in you then…"

"She'd step up and make a move." Alex finishes off with a nod. "You know you can always tell her flat out how you feel."

Serena laughs mirthlessly once more before ducking her head. "Things like that aren't really easy for me."

"They aren't easy for anyone. Trust me. I know."

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