Novels by Shisha N

||||||||"Damn, man!" Peter would not shut up. "I have never seen Xander King so jealous or so out of it before!" He told our friend George Thompson.I scowled at him but said nothing. I was not jealous.I was acting.It was just how men were supposed to act when their females were being hounded by assholes.George chuckled. "Oh well, we all knew the day was coming.""Yeah!" Dane appeared out of nowhere, one of the hostesses in his arm. "We are just surprised it took this long!"I glared at him but he did not have the decency to look away or look guilty.The man was married with three kids, fourth one on the way. And yet, he was here, at George's bachelor party, with his hand on a hostess's waist. His wife, Riley, was nothing special. But she did not deserve this.I was, by no means, a one-woman man. But I had accepted it and I had embraced it, which was exactly why I was not interested in marriage in the first place. I was no cheat - I did not vow to be there forever and then put my

||||||||I stared at my reflection in the mirror.Love bites peppered from my jaw to my breasts like rose petals, my core still throbbed from the passion last night and my legs felt like Jell-O.But my eyes... They were a storm.A mix of irritation, confusion and frustration.Now I knew why women were the way they were with Xander.The man knew how to worship every inch of a woman's body.He had taken his sweet time, kissing and licking his way down from my mouth to my neck, over my collarbone, across my breasts, down my stomach, and finally settling between my thighs.I shook my head.I needed to get those thoughts out of my mind."You okay?" Xander's voice was deep and sleepy, and it sent shivers down my spine.He was naked, and magnificent - god-like."Yeah," I replied, not taking my eyes off the mirror."You don't sound like it," Xander said, his voice closer now. He dipped his head to place a kiss on my exposed shoulder. I suppressed a moan when he licked off the water droplets d

|||||||||||"Now, get on your knees, on the floor." My wife-to-be, much to the satisfaction of my male ego, seemed to be in too much of a daze as she stared at my cock, that she did not really comprehend what I had told her to do.I stepped closer, the tip of my thumb brushing against her cheek. "I said, get on your knees, River."Her pupils dilated as she finally snapped out of her trance.She blinked, then swallowed hard."On...on the floor?" Her voice was a squeak.I nodded, the corners of my lips curling up into a smirk. "Yes, on the floor, wifey."Her eyes narrowed at the pet name, but she complied nevertheless, sliding off the bed and dropping to her knees.Her skirt hiked up slightly, exposing those creamy thighs.My cock throbbed in response.I stepped closer to her, my hand tangling in her hair, undoing her bun, and pulling her face closer to my groin."Good girl," I murmured, feeling the heat from her rapid breathing on my skin.Her lips parted slightly, and she licked her

||||||||||"What kind of personal assistant does not have her phone on her?" Was Edward's question as soon as he sighted us. He stood up from where he was leaning against his suitcase, in the hallway that led to Xander's - and I could say for the time being, my - apartment.What was he doing here? Was he moving in tonight?Dammit, why had I not taken that call? We would not have been ambushed like this if it wasn't for my stupidity. I felt grateful to Xander for handling things quite meticulously today morning itself. If Edward had walked in and found all of my things including my toothbrush in the guestroom then he would have immediately informed Mathewson, and that would be the end of our great contract marriage facade. "What are you doing here?" Xander asked the question for me."Well, your grandfather is not happy with the allegations thrown against you, Mr. King, so he has asked me to move in at the latest and help with the wedding preparation." He sounded indignant as if some

|||||||||||"So this bitch thinks that she can just yap all she wants and we won't do nothing?"Mr. Carlson looked over at me helplessly while I just shrugged at him, standing next to a seething Xander.I had forgotten for a second how furious Xander could get. And how fast he would act on his temper."Well, she is not taking names." Mr. Carlson shrugged. "So if we make a statement or take any action against her, the public would only think that there is some truth about what she is saying.""You think I care what the public thinks?" Xander's voice was low, and I could feel his body tense up behind me. "It's what Grandpa thinks that matters to me.""You should care what the public thinks, Mr. King." I was here as his personal assistant, not his fiancé. "You are running for the position of the Chairman. It's a huge responsibility and the board will not be willing to even consider you for the position if you act so recklessly."Xander glared at me. "I am not running for Miss Congenialit

|||||||||"It's a cozy place." I looked around the new place.Skylar nodded, his eyes still narrowed at me. "I am an idiot."I snorted as I looked over at him. "Despite what your scores and IQ said, I knew you would agree to it some day."He scoffed and then sat down on the couch. "I am talking about how I did not realize that there was something going on between the two of you from the way your 'asshole' 'evil' 'piece of shit' Boss came all the way in the middle of the night to bail me out and get me a new place to stay! No asshole boss does that!"I glared at my brother as Xander stepped out of the kitchen after having talked to the butler and housekeeper who were a couple and staying with Skylar to look after him."She did a great job hiding me under her thumb, didn't she?" Xander winked as he sat down on the armchair opposite Skylar.Skylar's eyes narrowed, and he leaned in closer. "I have never heard one good thing about you from anywhere else as well. And she herself gossips abo