Days later, my ankle's healed up pretty well. Me and Xavier have gotten closer, not too much, as he's not very open about his feelings, but it's progress. Walking through the university, me and Charlotte finally sit and eat lunch together.
"So tell me, how's it going with Brady?" Charlotte asks.
"God, nothing, Charlotte! We're just friends-"
"Blah blah blah. Don't give me that shit, 'just friends' my ass." she says playfully.
"It's not shit! I told you, I'm seeing someone." I say, eating the grapes I packed this morning.
"Yeah? So where is this guy? Does he go here? Does he live around here, is he close?" she questions.
"I'm not telling you anything Charlotte!" I say, nudging her arm.
"I'm not gonna believe you until I see him for myself."
"You're insistent." I say, palming my forehead. "You could've saw him the other day. He was here. He's the one who broke Josh's nose." I say.
"He's the one who did that? Everyone said he knocked him out off one punch. If he can do that, imagine how muscular he is." says Charlotte, eyes wide.
"He didn't knock him out. He was pretty damn close though." I say, finishing up my grapes.
"Oh shit." Charlotte says.
"What?" I say.
"Basketball team, behind you." "What? No way." I say.
"Mhm." she hums with emphasis.
I stand up and I turn around, facing Josh. His nose is purple and blue from the damage Xavier put on him. He walks up to me, snarling.
"Your little friend broke my fucking nose." he says, making me back up cautiously.
"Yeah, I can see that." I say with an annoyed tone.
"You think you're funny huh?" he says.
He pushes me and I stumble back. I walk up to him, raising my head to step up to him. "Keep your fucking hands off me, J." I say, menacingly.
"Yeah? And what'll you do about it?" "Back off, Josh!" Charlotte yells.
"Shut up, you nerdy bitch!" he spits, quite literally.
I rear back and I slap him in the face. "Watch your mouth." I say, threateningly.
To my father, I'd never be this bold, but against someone like Josh and anyone else, my confidence and fierceness comes out.
"You know you're just a little cunt." he says.
"Picking a fight with a woman,I'dsay you're the pussy here." I say.
He laughs and slaps me, then my eyes fill with fire and anger. I look back up and I punch him in the face, making his friends back away. He looks back at me and swings and I dodge his punch, wind rushing against my face from his speed and use of force.
Anthony's words come to my mind as I fight with him. Wear him out, you've gotta be quick if you don't want to take a hit though. Be confident. Let your body flow.
I move around quick, making him miss every hit. Then I see an opening. I run up to him and I bring my knee to his groin three times, making him drop to his knees, then I bring my foot up to kick him square in his face, and he falls back, spitting out blood.
"Foster!" I hear someone who can be none other than a principal yell out to me. "Office, now!".
"I'll come with you." Charlotte says.
I smile and I nod at her, grabbing my lunch and going to the office. I call Xavier and gets there in 5 minutes. He runs to the office, meeting my eyes as soon as he sees me. "Dionne, what happened?" he asks, looking at me from head to toe.
I look over at Charlotte and her mouth is wide open, gawking at Xavier. "Charlotte, you can close your mouth now." I whisper.
"Dionne... why didn't you tell me your boyfriend was this hot?!" she whispers aggressively.
"Husband." Xavier says.
Charlotte looks like she's about to die. "Husband?!" she nearly yells.
"Charlotte!" I say, smacking her arm.
"You're married?!" she continues to aggressively whisper.
"We'll talk tomorrow, Charlotte." I sigh. "Let's go, Xavier." I say, walking out of the office. Then I forgot I have to check out. "Right after I sign this paper." I say, walking back into the office.
"I've got it." Xavier says. "Go to the car." he orders.
I don't dare to disobey him, I turn around, waving goodbye to Charlotte, and I go to the car. Minutes later, Xavier comes to the car and opens the door. He sits down and puts the car in drive and starts the drive home.
"They expelled you. 4 days." Xavier says, sounding a little pissed.
"You mad at me?" I ask, looking over at him.
"Hell yeah, I am. But at the same time, no." he says, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Why not?" I ask.
"Because you stood up for yourself. And your friend. And you beat his ass." he says with a smile on his face. He looks at the road and back at me with a smile and it fades as he notices the print on my face from Josh's slap. "What the hell? Dionne, he hit you? Why didn't you tell me?" he says, scolding me.
"Because I'd be expelled and you'd be getting arrested. You can't afford that."
"I can afford a lot of things."
"You know that's not what I meant." I say, rolling my eyes.
"You just ... roll you eyes at me?" he says with a smirk.
"Yeah, and?" I spit back.
"You'll find that that bratty attitude won't get you far with me." he says, warning me. I try to ignore the way he's making me feel right now, my body hot and bothered. "I have question though." he says, changing the subject.
"Okay, what's that?" I ask.
"I was thinking we could go on a date tonight."
My head shoots up and I look at him, surprised.
"A-A date?" I ask to clarify.
"Yes. A date. We should get to know a little more about each other, I think." he responds. I smile at the thought of this. I won't lie, we don't really know too much about each other. I think this would be good for us. "Your silence is killing me." he says.
I smile as I give him my answer.
"Yes. I'll go on a date with you, Xavier." I say at last.
So this is it. I’m going on a date with Xavier. I can’t say I expected this, but I guess it was bound to happen. I’ve already picked out a dress and shoes to wear but I’m nervous about tonight, for what reason? … I don’t really know. I think I’m just overreacting. I shake the worry from my mind and I start to get dressed. I decide to put on a tight red dress and red heels with a ribbon that I have to tie at the back. When I’m ready, I fix my hair and I go downstairs where I find Xavier waiting by the door for me. “Look at you.” He says. “You don’t look too bad yourself.” I comment. He walks up to me and grabs my hands. His hands are big yet soft against mine. He rubs my hand with his thumb and then slips them from mine. “Could you tie these?” I ask, turning around, leaning on the wall for support. He gets down to tie the ribbons around my ankles. When he rises, he looks me up and down and turns toward the door to get on his phone. Minutes later, he guides me to the car and helps
Xavier’s POV: The next morning, I wake up and the first thing I do is put on my suit. I need to attend a few meetings today. Money’s on the line. I walk downstairs and my father stops me from going any further than the living room. “Father.” I say. “Xavier.” He responds. He’s never called me his son. Ever. I still try to respect him though. That’s how my mother raised me. ‘Where’s that girl?” “Are you serious?” I say, squinting in annoyed confusion. “I’ve done nothing wrong.” He says, looking confused. “You may be the type of man to disrespect women and do whatever it is that you do with them, but my wife won’t be one of them. As long as I’m with her, you’re gonna learn to respect her, or I’ll make you, and that’s a promise. I don’t care how I have to do it, and you know I don’t. I’ve never disrespected you a day in my life, but when you disrespect her, you disrespect me, which means I disrespect you, I just want to make that clear.” I say, finally walking off and walking out t
Dionne’s POV: I finish getting dressed and I step out of my room only to hear something in Xavier’s room. As I walk toward the staircase, he opens his door and walks out. He obviously doesn’t see me when he walks by, so I walk by his room door and I see one of the maids getting dressed and she can barely stay on her feet. I scoff and I go downstairs and meet him. “Let’s go.” He says as I walk by him. He shuts the door behind us and we walk to the car. When I get in the car, the guard holding the door open closes it. The other guard on Xavier’s side closes his door and the driver pulls off. I cross my arms and I start a conversation. “I thought you said you didn’t have a chauffeur.” I say, trying to hide my anger. “I do. I just don’t use him all the time.” He says, scrolling through his phone. I stay quiet but the constant anger picking at my brain gets the best of me. “Did you fuck her? You smell like cheap perfume and sex.” I say, already knowing the answer. He closes the slid
I sit against the house, blood pouring from my leg as Anthony writhes in pain in mom’s arm. Xavier hangs up the phone and runs over to me and takes his tuxedo off and rips his blouse underneath off, then rips the sleeve off to tie it around my thigh where the blood is seeping out. He ties a knot tightly around my thigh, making me grunt in pain. He stands up and puts his hands out to me. I look up at him and I take his hands as he lifts me up. “Are you okay? Well no shit, but … “ he cuts himself off looking at me with worried eyes. “I’m fine.” I say back, limping over to Anthony. “I just got off the phone with some people who’re gonna get your father. We can discuss funeral arrangements later if that’s okay with you.” He says, helping me over to Anthony. “That’s fine.” I reply, paying more attention to Anthony. “I don’t have everything I need here.” Mom says. “Could they come home with us? Please?” I ask Xavier. “That’s a risk. You should know that better than anyone. My family
It’s been about 2 weeks since me and Xavier finally admitted to ourselves that we’re ready for one another and it’s honestly been good. I’ve been going to school everyday, he’s been picking me up and finally, he’s let his guard down for me. But he can switch it up, quick. One moment he’s in the car, telling me how much he loves me, then the next, he’s arguing and cursing with someone for something they said to me, then he’s cold. But that’s only out in public. When he’s alone with me, he’s vulnerable and open, and he keeps his walls down. In front of his parents, he shows them that he loves me, he’s just not as vulnerable. Still has to put on a strong, hard face for his father. Speaking of fathers, mine’s funeral is this week. I’m honestly glad he’s gone, then again, he’s my father, so there’s a sliver of me that still wants someone to call a father. That’s another time though. As me and Xavier pull up to the entrance of the university, my hand in his, he lifts my hand to his lips an
That night at dinner, Xavier sits in his spot next to me, and as we eat. Suddenly, Daxine speaks. “So you two, when’s the wedding?” she says excitedly. “About a year or two from now.” Xavier says. We agreed that we wanted a big wedding. Xavier says he wants it to be black and red themed but I want something light. We’re nothing the same which makes it all a bit more interesting. “Or two?” she says, surprised. “Yeah. We want it to be big.” Xavier says. “You always were extravagant.” Daxine says. “Dad in his office?” he asks. “Yeah. Hasn’t come out all day.” Xavier’s father has shown himself less and less every day. I think it’s because he wants to avoid Xavier in case he says something he doesn’t like. I don’t really know why, so I’m not gonna assume. It’s not really like him to hide. That’s where Xavier gets it from. After dinner, Xavier goes upstairs and gets in the shower, and I help Daxine with the dishes. When I go upstairs to Xavier’s room, I can’t find him. ‘Baby, wher
Xavier’s POV: I stand in the mirror fixing my tie while Dionne fixes her dress and checks her makeup and hair. “You ready?” I ask, watching as she takes a final look at herself in the mirror. “Yeah.” She says, turning around to walk up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “How you feeling?” I ask. “Don’t know. This feels weird. Going to my dad’s funeral is something I never thought would happen. I knew he’d leave one day, I mean he had it coming .. but not this soon. I mean I know it sounds heartless, but in a way I’m glad he’s gone. That fear of running into him is gone and I’m happy to have that kind of relief.” “That’s not heartless. Him abusing you and your brothers, that’s heartless. He deserved what he got. I’m sorry if that makes me a monster but other people seem to already think that’s what I am.” She looks down in thought, pausing. “We don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” I say. “No. I have to be there for my mom. She hated him for the fact that he abused her ki
Xavier’s POV: “Xavier, what’s going on?” Dionne asks as I hurry to the car, her hand in mine. “You remember that old enemy I told you about? His name is Malcom and I think one of his goons just called with a threat. We need to get to the house before anything happens.” I say, helping her into the car. I run over to the driver’s seat and I start the car and I speed off, racing to the house. But when we get there, it’s too late. The windows are shot out and it looks like a tornado went through the house. I quickly get out, Dionne opening her door to rush to the house with me. In the darkness, only lit by the lights on inside and outside the house, I see mom and dad standing outside, looking at the damage. “What the fuck happened in five fucking minutes?!’’ I yell, looking at the house. “As soon as you hung up the phone, guns went off, shot up everything. Some things inside are broken from the bullets that entered the house, but this came out of nowhere.” Mom says, shaking her head i
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