Dionne’s POV: I come back downstairs with Xavier and the boys are laughing and they go quiet when I step into the living room. “What’s funny?” I ask. “Nothing. No laughing here.” Mark says. “Someone got laaaaid!” Kayno says, putting his hand by his mouth and looking up and closing his eyes as if he were shouting it. “Kayno, you weren’t supposed to say anything!” Mark says, pushing Kayno as he laughs. Xavier sits down on the couch and I roll my eyes when they start patting his back and pushing him around, cheering him on, asking for the debts. As I walk away, I hear Kayno talking to Xavier. “How was it, bro? Tell us about it! Was it good?” he asks. “Hell yeah.” He says, emphasizing his words. I laugh, listening to how excited he is. I walk into the kitchen and I sit down at the island. Liam walks up to me and leans back on the counter. “How you doing?” he says with that horrible grin on his face. “Get away from me, Liam.” I say, annoyed. He’s been doing this ever since he came
I wake up to sunlight pouring in through the blinds and the curtains. I stretch and something tells me to look over at the door. It’s open. I get up and I put on a shirt and pants, and I walk down the hallway, looking for anybody who might’ve opened the door and I can’t find anyone. “What are you doing, Dionne? You’re just being crazy.” I whisper to myself. I turn around, my eyes closed, and when I open them, I bump into someone. “Someone’s in a rush.” Liam says, grinning down at me. “Fuck off.” I say, rolling my eyes at him and starting to walk away. All of a sudden he grabs my arm and squeezes it hard as I try and pull away from him. “Let me go!” I yell, still trying to pull away from him. When he doesn’t let up, I yell again. “Liam, get the fuck off me!” I say, anger building up inside me. “Get your fucking hands off her.” A dose of relief shoots through me when I hear Xavier’s dominant voice behind me. In a swift motion, he pushes me away from Liam and he kicks him down th
Me and Xavier get back to the house and Liam’s lying back on the couch, holding an ice pack on his face. I can’t see the damage, but I know its bad. A doctor walks out the door and Kayno walks up to me and starts to speak before Xavier shuts him up. “I don’t care about what that doctor said. He deserved what he got.” He says. Kayno closes his mouth and backs away as me and Xavier walk upstairs. “Now I need to head to school. Charlotte and Cray are probably worried sick.” I say. “Or they’re probably fucking each other in the bathroom, the only thing on their mind being an orgasm.? Xavier says, climbing in bed. He’s probably right. Charlotte being with Cray has changed her completely. The team’s changed Cray too. Cray used to be a nerdy cornerback who reads books and poetry and wants nothing for Charlotte but happiness. Charlotte used to be a bright, super nice, friendly girl who cared about school and grades. That was her top priority. Now Charlotte’s a bully with the rest of the te
Xavier’s POV: It’s been a couple minutes since Dionne hung up the phone. I go downstairs and I see the boys sitting on the couch laughing about something, like always. I walk into the living room, peeking in, and I don’t see Dionne. “Did Dionne come in at all?” I ask, puzzled. “No, not that I know of.” Zeno says. “I haven’t seen her.” Kayno says. “Me either.” Mark follows. “What the hell?” I whisper. “Why, what’s going on?” Zeno asks. “Is something wrong?” “I’m getting that feeling, and I hate that it’s about Dionne. I hope she’s alright.” I say, worrying. “I’m sure she’s okay.” Mark says. “Don’t say that. I mean, I’m hoping his gut’s telling him the wrong thing, but Xavier’s intuition is right every time he feels a way.” Zeno says, looking at Mark and Kayno. “Something’s not sitting right with me.” I say, thinking this whole thing over. I get a call from an unsaved number and I cautiously pick it up. “Hello?” I say. “Is this Xavier Foster?” a woman says on the other side.
When I wake up, its morning. I’m lying in an empty bed, and my door is closed. Why aren’t I dead? I could’ve sworn I pulled that trigger. I get up and I go to the door, trying to open it, and it’s locked from the outside. I start to wiggle the doorknob and it suddenly unlocks and opens. I look up, and Z’s standing in front of me, a frown on his face. I look away, not wanting to look back at him. “Are you … “ he hesitates to finish his sentence and then shakes it away, sighing. “Why’s my door locked?” I say, plainly. “We broke the door down and stopped you before you could pull the trigger, but before we could get you out of the room, you were putting up a fight, trying to get back to your gun. You’d drank a whole bottle of whiskey and you were clearly and obviously drunk.” He explains, a frown still stretched across his face. I try to walk out of the room and he steps in front of me. “Daxine made me promise not to let you out until you swore you wouldn’t try that again.” If I tell
Dionne’s POV: I’ve been stuck in this room for a little less than 24 hours. People have been bringing me food and water to keep me alive, but I’ve been isolated for a while. Isolation has been my biggest fear for a long time, especially now that I’m being forced into it in an unknown place. As I sit in the corner of an empty room only lit by a fireplace, crying softly, I hear the door open. A man built like the one I saw yesterday walks in and I look up, tears streaming down my face. “Cheer up, doll. We’ll have fun.” He says. “I’m not your doll.” I retort. “She’s fiery. I love you even more.” He says, chuckling. “So how is Xavier? He doing okay? I haven’t seen him since … well, back then. Best friends, we were.” He says, pulling up a chair in front of me, smoking his cigarette and puffing the smoke into my face. I fan my face, coughing and trying not to inhale any of the smoke, and he laughs. “Oh. I forgot about the little one. How far along are you?” For someone who ran me off t
Xavier's POV: We got a location on Dionne, so we're on the way there now. My heart races as I pull up in front of my best friend's house. I get out and Z gets out with me, and we make our way to the front door. When we're inside, we check downstairs for any sign of her, and there's nothing. My stomach slowly drops as I realize I might never find her. I look over to Z and he looks back at me with concerned eyes. "Z, what if we never find her here?" I ask, my hands shaking. "Xavier, we still need to look upstairs. Don't lose hope just yet." he reassures me. I nod my head and we go upstairs. Z looks on the right side of the hall in the rooms, and I look on the left side. I back away from the room I just checked in, and suddenly, I hear a door open and footsteps running. I look up the hall, and I see a small woman with brown hair running down the hall with something that looks like a shirt in her hands. As she gets closer, she becomes clearer to me. It's Dionne. It's actually her. "Di
6 weeks later Dionne's POV: Xavier's still pissed about what happened with me and his best friend, Blaire I think it is. Yes. He's still upset. I've been trying not to think about it, but things have been awkward between us. We haven't been talking at all, and when we're with the boys, we only talk to them, but never each other. The problem here is, our pride is too strong to come up to each other and try and make it better, and we both know that, which is why I don't ever think this is going to end. I sit in the living room, wearing one of Xavier's hoodies because whether I like it or not, I miss him. His scent and his warmth. Oh, that's right. I forgot to mention that we've been sleeping in separate rooms too. They're right next to each other. I don't know whether he was too tired to walk further than the next room, or if he just knew he couldn't stand being too far away from me. I think it's the second one, not trying to brag (yes I am.). I sit in the living room and me and the b
Dionne's POV: It's Xavier's birthday today. Christine and the twins were so excited, they wanted to do something special for him in their own little way. Everyone moved out and settled in their own homes, so now it's just me, Xavier, and the kids. "Mommy, when's Daddy coming home?" Christine asks, looking up at me. "He'll be home soon, baby. He's on the way here now." I say, smiling at her as I get to my knees. "You think Daddy's gonna like what you made him?" I say, my eyes lighting up. "I think he will. Kai and Harley said he wouldn't like it though." she says, frowning. "Kai! Harley! Get down here!" I say. They come down with their heads down, letting me know that they already know they're in trouble. "What did you say to your sister?" I say, looking at the both of them. "Mommy, I said sorry." Kai says. "You can't say mean things like that to your sister. You too, Harley. Daddy already told you not to be mean to your sisters. How do you think he would feel if he knew you we
"Dionne, what's wrong?" I say, gripping her hands in mine. She looks down with her hand over her stomach, blood seeping through her fingers. "Baby, talk to me." I say, panicking. She falls to the floor and I catch her in my arms as she tries her hardest to breathe. Tears prick at my eyes as I watch the life drain out of her. I hear three gunshots ring out and I hear a body drop to the floor, but I never take my eyes off of my wife. I sit there, crying like a baby as I hold her in my arms, hugging her body against mine as I rock with her. She puts her bloody hands on my face as tears flow from her eyes. "Baby, look at me. Look at me." she says, trying to smile through her tears. But I can't. I just can't. "You're gonna be alright, I promise." I say, crying. "Baby, I'm not gonna make it. I can .. I'm bleeding out too quickly, I .. I don't have a lot of time .. " she says, rubbing my cheek with her thumb, wiping away my tears. "Take .. care of our babies, okay? Tell them .. tell the
Xavier's POV: As I stand at the altar, my mind races. All I can think about is seeing her. Feeling her, touching her, kissing her. My nerves are on fire as I think about finally seeing her and being able to hold her in my arms again. The scenery is beautiful. It's huge. I stand at the altar, waiting for her and all of a sudden, music starts to play and the side doors open, the grooms coming from the left and the bridesmaids coming from the right, meeting in the middle to lock arms and walk down the aisle and go their separate ways. Five minutes pass by and Camara's little sisters come down the aisle, dropping flowers as they walk down the aisle. Then those big white doors open to reveal my wife in a huge white dress. She looks gorgeous. She walks down the aisle with a veil over her face, her brother on her arm as she walks with a bouquet of red flowers. I smile as I look at her walking up to me, her brother kissing her cheek before he lets her go, letting her come to me. She gives h
Dionne's POV: I wake up to Amber calling my name. Everyone else stands back as she sits on the bed, wrapping me in a hug as I wake up. "Hey hun." she says, smiling as she pulls away. She hands me an iced coffee and it doesn't taste like a regular iced coffee. "What's in this?" I say, looking at the cup. "Tequila." Riley says, sitting on the bed with me and Amber. I nearly choke, laughing. "Tequila?" I say, laughing. "We want you to wake up feeling like the best bride in the world. So we gave you coffee-tequila." Amber says. "Where's Mara?" I say, looking around. "She's coming. She just called and said Xavier was awake. Just got up, she said." Amber says. I smile and I pick up my phone, dialing Xavier's number. As I talk to him, my heart flutters in my chest, knowing that this is the man I'm marrying. "Anyway, I'll see you soon. I love you so much." he says. I can hear him smiling as he talks. "I love you more, Mr. Foster." I say, hanging up. When I hang up we look at each ot
2 days later Xavier's POV After a night of earth shattering sex and mind-blowing orgasms, I had to leave Dionne. She says it's bad luck to see your bride before the wedding. So here I am. Up at 9 A.M, in the biggest master bedroom Zeno's mansion had to offer, processing what's happening today as I lie in bed. I get up and I put on my slippers, brush my teeth, wash my face, then I go downstairs with sweatpants and a navy blue short-sleeve shirt on. I go downstairs to the island in the kitchen and Z's making coffee for the both of us and Camara. "Thanks for letting me crash here last night." I say, as he slides my coffee across the table to me. "Don't thank me. It's the least I could do for the groom-to-be." he says, winking at me as he stirs his coffee and leans onto the island. Camara comes down with Bentley and she gasps in shock for the sake of the baby. "Who's that?" Camara says, looking down at Bentley. "That's uncle Xavier! Say hi, baby!" she says as I smile at Bentley. She
Xavier's POV: As I sit in my office smoking a cigarette, stressed from the phone call I've just received, Dionne walks in, with a smile, immediately brightening my mood a little. "Oh no. What's stressing you?" she says, her smile fading into frustration as she walks in and sits on my desk, crossing her arms. "Nothing." I say, not wanting to burden her. "Xavier, you only smoke when something's stressing you. It's never random." she says, arching her eyebrow, knowing I'm lying. I grab her hips and I pull her onto my lap, letting her straddle me and look into my eyes. I put out my cigarette and I sit back in my chair, looking up into her eyes. "What's wrong? Talk to me." I say, changing the subject. Ignoring the fact that I changed the subject, she shrugs and answers. "Mom wants to keep the kids for tonight, tomorrow and the next day so we can have some time alone before and after our wedding day." she says. "And you're asking me if that's okay?" I say, my eyebrow shooting up. "Ye
The next day, I wake up and the thrill of my wedding day coming so soon fills me to the brim, making me smile. I turn over to see the love of my life sleeping peacefully, something I'm not used to seeing. I place soft kisses on his lips throwing my leg over his stomach as I sit up to hover over him as I kiss him. I feel his body move beneath mine as he grunts, then I feel his hands travel to my ass to squeeze it, making me hum to myself. "Good morning." he says, his voice deep, yet soft. "Good morning." I say, smiling. "So, I have to go out again today." I say, moving his hair from his eyes as I look into them. "Okay. Do what you need to do. Just-" "Be safe. I will. I love you." I say, cutting him off and kissing him. I get up and I take a shower, then I brush my teeth, then do my skincare routine and after I'm finished, I put on some black leggings, sweatpants, a long sleeve shirt, and a puffer coat with mittens and a warm, fluffy hat and ear muffs. "You look very warm." Xavier
4 months later ---- "Oh my god, babe, guess what!" I say, squealing and shaking with excitement. "What is it, love? Did your dress come in?" Xavier guesses. "No, that's tomorrow. Guess again." I say, climbing onto his lap in anticipation. "I dunno. Tell me." he says locking his fingers together behind my back, holding me in place as he grins at me. "They're finally finished with the venue and setting up the wedding! Can you believe it?" I say, kissing him in excitement. "No way." he says between kisses. "Yes way. This is actually happening!" I say, rolling over and curling into a ball of happiness. "I know. I actually can't believe it. We're getting married." he says, placing soft kisses on my lips. "Yep. Three more days." I say, smiling hard, pulling his lips to mine as he climbs on top of me and in between my legs, laughing. Suddenly there's a knock on the door, pulling us apart. "I'm going to the grocery store for the kids, you guys don't mind them coming, do you?" Kinsle
Dionne's POV: Xavier slowly goes to the door and he takes a deep breath before opening it and pointing it at whoever's at the door. "Xavier! Hi!" A woman with silver hair and green eyes, red cheeks, and braces comes in and throws herself onto Xavier, hugging him. Now jealous and angry, I back away from Xavier and I clear my throat loud enough for everyone to hear. As the girl giggles, Xavier putting her down, she looks over to me and gasps. "Oh .. my gosh! You're his fiance!" "Yeah, and who are you?" I ask. "Dionne, meet my cousin's girlfriend, Star. Star, meet Dionne. You already know what she is to me, obviously. She's really friendly, but she's a beast on the inside. Only when she has to be of course." Xavier says, introducing us. I flush red at my mistake. "I'm sorry for pouncing on him like that. It's just been years since I've seen him. Rome come in, it's cold outside!" she says, waving some guy over. He has a white streak in his jet black hair, and he has tattoos all over