(Karis's pov) Xander wrapped my legs around his waist and managed to take me out of the car while he was still inside me. He draped his coat over me but this was fucking embarrassing. I was too high on drugs to realize how embarrassing it was because I also didn't want to part with his beautiful dick. He carried me into the mansion. Luckily, we didn't come across anyone. It seemed Sam had informed all the staff to stay clear. We didn't make it to the bedroom as Xander stopped in the sitting room, placing me on a long couch. "It's time we get rid of that dress. It looks lovely on you but you look amazing with nothing on." Xander mentioned as his eyes were undressing me scanning my entire body. It felt like he was tracing his fingers on my curves. He started to move again in me, and the sounds of tearing fabric echoed in the dimly lit sitting room. He tore off my dress, leaving me almost stark naked except for my bra in front of his sharp grey eyes. I was lef
(Karis's pov) The window curtains rattled when the cool morning breeze blew into the room making goosebumps that crawled all over my body. ' Why is it so cold this morning? ' I thought as I snuggled closer to a source of warmth under the covers. It was so warm and comfortable, like hugging a teddy, only that this teddy didn't have fur and was enormous. It also felt like naked skin. It felt like I was also naked with my skin pressed against someone's skin. My eyes immediately popped open. It was then it dawned on me that I was snuggling close to Xander and we were both in our birthday suits. Bloody hell what happened last night. My legs were so sore it would be hard to move them. Every muscle in my body ached like it was crushed, which was not far from the truth. I was most likely crushed under Xander, I didn't need a detective to figure out what happened last night. "Darn it, Karis. You fucked up." I muttered to myself. I probably gave in to Xander, and we had s
(Karis's pov) Xander was in his study all day, and I preferred it that way; I was embarrassed and didn't want to face him after last night. Fucking hell, I swore before that I rather died than let him fuck me but that was far from what happened. Although things were not in my control and the drug could be blamed for it, I was the one who shamelessly threw myself at him and insisted we did it instead of going to the hospital. "Bloody hell," I groaned for the hundredth time this evening; I was trying to work on my current designers after sending them to Sapphire, and although she commended my work, there was a particular design that didn't make the cut, so I was working on it. I had a deadline to meet production, but unfortunately, Xander has been in my head all day. ' I wonder if he is thinking of me; get a grip on yourself; Xander probably cares less. Why did this have to happen to me?' My thoughts whined. God, I felt like crying. The annoying part was that I r
(Karis's pov) My tongue clicked after seeing Xander's message. It just reminded me of everything I wanted to forget all over again. I ignored the message. Luckily, I read it from the notification, so there was no read receipt. He should have fun finding me. The wind blew howling across me; it was getting colder here the deeper it got to the night, but I was not ready to head back inside. Then it struck me, Skyler, from what I heard, he was also drugged. How was he able to handle the situation? From my assumption, I doubt Emma was arrested or prosecuted for what happened; she is the perfect princess. I went into Skyler's DM, and from his active status, he was last online 30 minutes ago. Karis: Hey I sent a simple hey that double-ticked, indicating his Internet connection was on. To my surprise, Skyler came online immediately after the message was sent. Skyler: Hi, what do I owe this lovely occasion to that warrants Mrs De Marco to contact me first? I
(Xander's pov) We sat together under the night sky. The entire day, I could not get Karis out of my mind, although I made the excuse that it was because we finally had sex together, which was mind-blowing, and I wished we could do that every day. I knew deep down that was not the reason. Even before the event, I was plagued by the same thing. Every little action Karis took plagued me especially whenever she was with Skyler. I knew Skyler had hidden agendas, but that was not what made me freak out that he was close to her but the thought Skyler had everything, making him capable of taking my little red from me. I hated the thought that she was mine for the longest time and we had been engaged almost our entire life. At first, I hated the fact I was engaged to her, restricting me during my rebellious age, but slowly, I accepted the fact we would end up together one way or the other. Although what I felt for her was not love per se, I always felt this responsi
(Karis's pov) His lips were like poison. I knew it could kill me yet I enjoyed it. I melted under him as he forced me to submit which was against my will. Why was I still making the same mistake again? I was stupid. It was fucking unfair why was he such a good kisser. ' Karis you can't do this.' My thoughts screamed and at the last minute I tried to push him away or just any way to get him away before I completely fell but it was useless Xander saw through me and stopped me in time. The more I resisted the more intense the kiss was. He said dying in my hands was lovely then I should not fail his expectations. If he was not ready to let me go then I might just have to kill him one way or the other I would leave. He didn't deserve me, I deserved better. No matter how I resisted my resolve was slowly melting away and I completely melted under him not realizing when my lips were kissing him back with the same intensity. I slowly leaned downwards and Xander was
(Karis's pov) The car arrived at one of the busiest amusement parks in town, my eyes glanced outside the window to see how excited people were about the fair. It left a bitter taste in my mouth, lucky souls. The driver packed the car, and the other guard that was seated in the passenger's seat in front got down and walked to my side of the car to open the door. "Ma'am." He mentioned. I took in a deep breath avoiding his eyes as I clutched my bag getting out of the car. The driver also got off and then locked the car. They were hefty-looking men with rough edges and muscles that made me wonder if they were retired soldiers. They were none other than the bodyguards Xander had arranged for me. He claimed it was for my protection but I knew their actual purpose was to make sure I stayed away from Skyler. This was going to be a long afternoon, I could not even enjoy a day at the fair in peace. We made our way to the entrance, luckily we had already made res
(Karis's pov) Nothing was more refreshing than getting on Xander's nerves in this toxic relationship. It was hard to understand his intentions. He acted like he didn't want me to go but, at the same time, would never admit if he loved me or not. What I craved for the most was affection. Skyler's car pulled over at our location. It was a famous lake-side restaurant you had to make reservations at least a month earlier. It made me wonder how long Skyler planned this. "How were you able to get reservations here? I remember when I was little, my mom loved eating here a lot with me, and the reservations were always made a month prior." I mentioned as we got down from the car. The restaurant was very busy. Since it was in a remote location close to the outskirts of town, the air here was more refreshing. That was what made it more popular. Skyler reached out his hands for me, which I hesitantly accepted, telling myself it was okay to casually hold hands with him and that we were f
(Karis's pov) That night, I could barely have a second of sleep; Xander didn't return all night. My eyes were dark, and my head was slightly aching. I didn't understand why I felt so disturbed like something bad happened. My eyes glanced at the space beside me that was completely cold to my touch, reminding me of the reality he didn't come last night. A long sigh left my lips as I rolled off the bed. My head was spinning like mad. Knock, knock. My head started ringing when I heard the loud knocking sound from the door. "Who is it?" I groaned, dragging my legs to the door. It was like I was having a hangover when I didn't even have a tiny bit of alcohol. "Sorry for waking you up but there is something that demands your urgent attention." I heard Deborah's voice strained voice from outside the door. My brows furrowed with deep frown lines. "What is it exactly?" I asked her as the door creaked open. My eyes fell on Deborah; she had panic evidence in her eyes,
(Xander's POV)The music was very loud and I was not enjoying it in the least way. I fucked up big time but too stubborn to accept it. "Hey charming," a brunette chimed by my side. She was not bad in the eyes, but to me, she looked plain. The Brunette seemed very young. My guess is she was 18 at most. I ignored her because I couldn't afford to be called a paedophile. I was never interested in stuff like that. I brushed past her, and my sharp grey eyes scanned the crowd, searching for someone to dance with. The dare was to dance with someone without thinking about Karis so I have not lost the dare yet. I need to find someone that looks nothing like Karis, ginger or blonde, preferably. There I spotted her; she looked to be around 24. From her eyes, you could see she was an experienced woman who had seen a lot completely different from my little red, whose eyes still sparkled. She felt my gaze and looked in my direction. She was surprised at first, probably stunned at m
(Xander's pov) The loud baring music played in the background, the air was filled with the stench of alcohol and cigarettes but that was expected since this is a fucking club. Proxima Centauri, this was the biggest night club in town and it was owned by Ivan. On the surface it was a regular club but in reality was the base of underground deep Mafia activities but that is a story for another night. Tonight it was just a regular club. My so-called friends were seated in the VIP area in the gallery that oversaw the regular floor. Without a doubt our table gathered a lot of attention, our faces were not popular but it was unforgettable. Especially Ivan flashing a flirty grin at the girls at first glance it was obvious he was the Playboy here and definitely a bad influence on Benji the youngest one. Benji was a cheerful guy but not necessarily a Playboy but it didn't mean he was not a flirt. This was meant to be a fun night but it was far from that for me. I just could
(Karis's pov) I could not understand why Miranda would bother to beg me. She probably thought I was old Karis, who easily could be bullied and forced to do her bidding. She clenched her fist by her side, it likely felt degrading to her to beg me. Emma must be in a bad situation, from my guess, and I didn't feel the least sorry for her. "John please escort Mrs Reynolds out," I instructed him, leaving Miranda there, ignoring her pleas that only ruined my mood. I wondered where Xander must have gone. He must be a bit pissed that I snuck away with Skyler, the urge to see his pissed face made me happy, but unfortunately, he was not around. Miranda resisted being thrown out, but I couldn't believe it. "Karis, you can act smug for now, but I promise you it won't stay this way." She cussed out, but I ignored her completely. My attention was drawn to my phone, Skyler was calling. I answered the call immediately, seeing no reason to ignore it. My heels clicked ag
(Xander's POV) My footsteps felt heavy as I walked back to my study from the attic of our 2 story-building mansion. There was this pain I felt in my chest like my wife was cheating on me, even though I knew that was not Karis's nature. Knowing she was God knows where with Skyler left a bitter taste in my mouth and a strong feeling of fury burning inside me. Since my schedule was already cleared for the day, there was no need to head back to the office; the door to my study creaked open. I strode inside, pulling off my jacket, which I tossed on the lounge chairs before making my way to the minibar to pour myself a glass of drink, preferably scotch. I clung down the alcohol, which burned down my throat like the anger burning in me, but it didn't seeth me. My hands grabbed the remaining drink in the bottle and the glass as I walked towards my workstation desk. After settling down behind the desk, I switched on my system with my fingers rapidly tapping the key
(Xander's pov) The car was driving steadily through the busy roads home; yeah, that's what I would call it since Karis was there. It felt like home with her around instead of an old manor with so many memories I would want to forget. Instead, it was where we would make memories that would last a long time. Lately, Karis has been mostly indoors, so I took it upon myself to accompany her to every meal, including lunch, so she would not get bored. At least that was the excuse I told myself for wanting to see her. My attention was drawn to my ringing phone. My tongue clicked in annoyance seeing it was Benji. I wondered what mischief he was up to lately. "Hey, Zed. The boys are thinking of meeting up for a drink tonight. Hope you will be there." His annoying voice chirped immediately so I picked the call. Tomorrow was Karis's birthday, so I had plans arranged for midnight tonight, so there was no way I could meet up for drinks. Even if my schedule was free I rather spe
(Karis's pov) Skyler spoke in riddles mixing jokes and truth. Xander was not obsessed with me in the least way. He was just fucking possessive for no reason. "I doubt Xander loves me. Our marriage isn't based on love but on our parent's fantasy of wanting their children together. It was my mother's wish that her best friend Camila did everything to fulfill after her death." I spoke my mind. What the hell does Xander see? I was not special. "You can keep on telling yourself that but I know what I see. Xander might not love you, but his obsession is obvious; why do you think he wants to keep you to himself or wants to kill any man you smile at? Your smile is rare and he wants it all for himself." I was thrown into my thoughts. Was that why Xander was against the divorce because he was obsessed with me? "If you love me or have a genuine interest, why are you telling me about another man's interest? Who is your rival? You are a strange guy." I shook my head, unabl
(Karis's pov) The meal was quiet at first; after we were served appetizers the waiter came over with a trolley to serve the main meal, which was barbeque, using a trolley. It was satisfying to watch him prepare and roast the meat in front of him. I was still embarrassed from crying earlier in front of Skyler because I was too carried away at the moment. "After the blue secret gig is done what do you plan on doing concerning your design career?" He asked about business which was a good way to start up a conversation. My phone was switched off due to Xander's incessant calls, and despite the fact I was having a great time with Skyler, my mind kept on drifting to think about Xander. It was as if my mind was split into two; I tried my best to focus on Skyler because he was putting in a lot of effort to make the evening fun. "Honestly, I don't know; it depends on the success of the line," I answered. The waiter was done with my portion and just served it on my plate
(Karis's pov) Nothing was more refreshing than getting on Xander's nerves in this toxic relationship. It was hard to understand his intentions. He acted like he didn't want me to go but, at the same time, would never admit if he loved me or not. What I craved for the most was affection. Skyler's car pulled over at our location. It was a famous lake-side restaurant you had to make reservations at least a month earlier. It made me wonder how long Skyler planned this. "How were you able to get reservations here? I remember when I was little, my mom loved eating here a lot with me, and the reservations were always made a month prior." I mentioned as we got down from the car. The restaurant was very busy. Since it was in a remote location close to the outskirts of town, the air here was more refreshing. That was what made it more popular. Skyler reached out his hands for me, which I hesitantly accepted, telling myself it was okay to casually hold hands with him and that we were f