Parenthood is hard. It's even harder when you're a single mother with a smart eight year old in your hand. Zoey Martinez has been doing well providing for both herself and her child. Things changed one day when she got a complaint from one of her son's teachers about him being disruptive. It has been eight years since that dreadful night. Almost a decade since they last saw each other. Eight years since Xavier Danvers rejected his own flesh and blood. What will happen when the universe brings them back together? Has their love survived after all these years?
View MoreXavier's POV Seven years laterThe sound of my ringtone cuts through the thick tension in the room. The unexpected call had come in the middle of a crucial meeting with the board. Picking up the device from the table, I glance at the number flashing on the screen. It's from the school. A sense of foreboding washes over me, given that they only call for two reasons: an emergency or if Ty is in trouble. And considering that it's the middle of the day, it's unlikely to be the former. Ignoring the disapproving glances, I step out and steel myself for whatever news awaits as I press the answer button. With formalities out of the way, I listen as the principal outlines the situation. My brows furrow in a mix of anger and concern when he stated that they caught Ty hacking school's computer system. Even though there is no digitial link traced back to him, he stressed on the severity of the situation. Apparently, Tyler's action is a serious violation that goes against the school's code of co
Xavier's POV 3 months laterThe day is finally here. The day that will tie me and Zoey together in a bond stronger than any contract or business deal - marriage. Our estate is swarmed with vendors, caterers, decorators, all working in a synchronized chaos to transform our home into a magical wedding venue.Despite the commotion outside, the groom's quarter is a sanctuary of calm. I'm surrounded by my closest friend and my brothers, their familiar banter and light-hearted teasing prove to be a soothing balm to my escalating nerves. "Hey, I got one." Alec pipes up as the roars of laughter somewhat dies down. I groan to which he chuckle. Once again, I am subjected to this foolishness and on my motherfucking wedding day at that. "Xavier once told me he'd never get married... that he'd remain a bachelor forever. I should've known... the only promise he's ever kept is 'Double or nothing' on poker nights." This raises another cackle of laughter, I roll my eyes at their antics. "Fuck y'all
*play the song above then start reading. You'll get the feels... trust.Xavier's POV "Xavierrr," Zoey moans as I whine and grind up inside her. Oh Lord. Who knew pregnant pum pum was this maddening? Her pregnant pum pum to be exact. "Mhmm. Fuck. Xavvvv." Squishing sounds and moans fills the room blending in with the sounds of early morning traffic coming from the distance. Extra fluid run down her leg and onto our satin sheets soaking it. She's definitely enjoying this. A smile tugs at my lips at the thought. We've done a quick round last night but I just can't help myself plus I woke up stiff as fuck. My desire for her is insatiable. Now, with everything seemly behind us, I've been all up inside her whenever and wherever I get the chance to as long as she's comfortable with it. In the distance the sun begins to peak over the horizon, its rays stream through the gaps in the curtains bathing our room in a golden glow. Today's the day. The day I'll ask Zoey to be my wife and join me
Zoey's POV Three full whole weeks have passed since the night Xavier unveiled the startling truth about Dasha. Time since then has continued to flow, bringing with it a mix of routine and unforseen challenges. As the Chief Financial Officer of Agrocentre Enterprises, my days are usually consumed by spreadsheets, finance reports, and strategy meetings. Today, however, I find my mind wandering to more personal concerns. My period is late. I'd noticed it a couple of days ago and have since been distracted. I'm caught between the thrill of hope and the sobering realism that it could be nothing more than stress-induced irregularity.Yet, that's not the only thing that piqued my interest since week. A close inspection of the company's documents had revealed a surprising. The ownership of Agrocentre Enterprises, the company where I'm serving as a CFO, appears to have been transferred over to me. When, how or why this had transpired I have not a clue, but I'm positive this switch up has eve
Xavier's POVMy heart pounds in my chest, each beat echoing the feelings I harbour for the woman laying in my arms. Zoey. Her name is a mantra in my mind, a single word that holds so much meaning, so much emotion. Our breaths mingles, our bodies still intertwined on the couch. The open space is bathed in the soft light of the moon which casts an ethereal glow over everything. The night is peaceful, intimate and perfect.My fingers trail lightly down her back in a soothing manner. She shivers in response to the touch to which I smile. She's a beautiful woman, each and every surface of her. Those striking hazel eyes, that sexy smile, the way she looks at me with so much love - it's overwhelming but in the best way possible."I love you, Zoey," I whisper into her hair, my words heavy with the truth of my feelings. This woman, she's become my world, my anchor. She has brought the gift of love and light into my life, one that I'll will be eternally grateful for.She stirs in my arms, her
Zoey's POVI watch as the sun slowly sinks into the far horizon. It's the natural end of yet another day.Certain things do have to come a natural end don't they? Heaving a heavy sigh, my fingers toy with the cold handle of the ceramic mug. The remnants of my hot coffee lingers at the bottom of it. Soft overhead lights flickers on bathing the small café with an unnatural dim glow. The quiet hum of background conversation create an atmosphere of warmth and comfort but I feel quite the opposite of it. Ethan's earnest brown eyes study me over the rim of his coffee cup, a soft smile playing on his lips. His white coat is draped over the chair next to him, the medical emblem of his profession and a strong testament to the countless lives he's saved.True be told Ethan and I were never serious. It was a casual relationship, one that was built on common interests and convenience, but I've realize now that it's time to move on. With Xavier making efforts to be a part of Tyler's life and min
Xavier's POV Underneath the faint indigo Seattle sky, I stand amidst the elaborate decorations and crowd of cheerful guests on my mother's grand estate. My heart pounds against my rib cage in anticipation of their arrival. Today's not just another day. Today, my son Tyler, turns nine. I've turned the world upside down to make it memorable. As memorable as one's ninth birthday can be. Yet, despite all the meticulous planning and preparation, a throng of anxiety reverberates through me. It honestly feels like I'm about to shit myself. It took every fiber of my being not down a bottle earlier. I know that I need to be every bit of sober for this momentous occasion. Every few minutes or so, my gaze instinctively darts towards the estate's entrance. Each rustle of leaves, every flash of light sends my heart pounding wildly in my chest. They're on their way - Zoey and Tyler - making the trip from Long Beach on my private jet but I can't help but wish I was there with them.I've arranged
Xavier's POV A week had passed since our trip to Jamaica. Seven long excruciating days filled with emotional turbulence and strained silences. Tyler hasn't said a single word to me since that night, since the night I turned his whole world upside down. According to Zoey, he's still processing, still hurting over what he had heard. My mind keeps replaying that night as if in a sick loop. The hurt in Tyler's eyes, the way his world shattered with my confession is a memory I wish I could erase, not just from my mind, but from his too. My heart is riddled with pure guilt yet I am weirdly happy at the same time. Now that it's all out in the open and no more secrets are lurking in the shadows gives me great hope. Yes, we have a lot talk about, tough conversations to get through but it will be okay. I've said all I had to, all I could really, now it's time to hear from the big man himself. My son. All I can do is give him the time and space he needs. In the meantime, I've been visiti
Xavier's POV Here I am, perched on the grainy warmth of the Dunns River Falls beach in Jamaica. I watch Zoey and our son play in the water, their laughter bounce off the ocean waves and mingle with the cheerful shouts of other beachgoers. In this moment, I feel an odd sense of wholeness; a poignant satisfaction I've not known before. Yet, within that sense of completion, a tinge of regret persists. It's as if the paradise before me only magnifies the gravity of my past transgressions. There's no escaping the memories of my careless actions, the times I'd taken Zoey for granted. Despite the caress of the tropical breeze, a shiver runs through me. Zoey. Her name, her face, her smile. They're all etched so deeply into my mind. I love her, and yet, I did hurt her. I fucked up. I allowed my pride and stubbornness to eclipse my affections. And it is this remorse that overshadows the moment, a bitter reminder of a time I wish I could erase, and yet also a time that shaped me into
Zoey's POVI grab the remote from the counter and hastily switch off the television just as Xavier appeared on it. He's been appearing on tv a lot more often now, apparently his companies are doing extremely well. He practically makes billions on top of billions, he even sports a new bimbo on his arm every other week. Sad to say but each one is sluttier than the last. He's definitely not slowing down but then again, it's his life... and his health not mine.I shake the disgusting thought from my head before I throw myself back into packing my son's lunch.We haven't spoken in years. Eight long years to be exact. I finally come to terms with it, he obviously doesn't want to be here. During those past years I graduated from my online college class, got a degree and even went back to college for a additional two years to continue studying business after my baby was born. A few months after. It was a really rough period in my life but I got through it with the help of my foster parents ...
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