(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) 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) 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
(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) The image of Valeria hugging Xander shook me to my core. I soon forgot the feeling I had about the boy as my biggest fear seemed to be coming true. He wanted to take away my child. "Mummy," Val softly called once she recognized my presence, lifting her head from her father. Pardon, I mean Xander's chest. "Red," he called softly once he met my eyes; this time, I was certain his eyes were filled with regret and guilt, but I ignored him to focus on my angel. Her voice was soft with her eyes watery. Xander also looked at me and he seemed to be struck. "Val, come to mummy," I squatted on the floor with my hands wide open for Val. I had to compose myself first and make sure my daughter wasn't in his arms. She nodded at Xander and then left his arms before coming into my arms. I pulled her closer sensing her comforting scent. "Why were you crying?" I asked, ignoring the heated gaze I was getting from Xander. I glanced over at Xander and realized the little b
(Xander's Pov) Kyle and I Anonymously agreed to keep the police involvement to a minimum because Emma has a talent for slipping out of their custody every time. They would only serve as backup; right now, the search for Emma has begun. Ivan ran one of the biggest Mafia organizations in town by the time I was done with her, that is if she could survive his torture techniques. She would spill everything on how she knew about Karis's pregnancy and steal a baby because that was the only explanation. Emma stole my biological child from Karis to frame. It explained why she and her mother didn't treat Vance like theirs and abused him. All this while I was oblivious and neglected him. Well, it was a fact that I was dumb now; Emma took advantage of my sentiment, knowing I wouldn't pay much attention to her until she gave birth to make her plans. Everything was perfect, the misunderstanding leading to me thinking Karis was dead and then Emma's pregnancy. At that po
(Karis's pov) There was thunderous applause as the contestants finished playing. They were good but I was confident Val would not be any worse. The theatre was stunning, almost overwhelming; I knew almost everyone here came from an impressive background. Their clothes told it all. Everything was gold and red, glowing under the huge chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The seats were soft, covered in velvet. I shifted in my seat, trying to steady my nerves. Tonight was Valeria’s big violin performance, and I couldn’t have been prouder or more anxious. This competition was large and had been going on for years. I once attended it before with Mum, but it was to watch Alessia's performance. My memories were blurry and I don't remember much from that day. I always knew Val's classical music talent was from Xander's side of the family. Xander was good, but after his bad-boy teenage stage, he would rather die than play the piano. The curtains rose, and my heart skipped
(Xander's pov) Today was Vance's competition with Val; although I didn't like the sounds of piano keys due to the unpleasant memories it brought me, I was still in a good mood thinking about the competition. Karis finally agreed on the partnership. I was a bit sceptical about whether she would accept or not, but everything ended well. I was a step from redemption because I was going to do the best I could to show her my sincerity. She could go around claiming Skyler was her fiance, but her hand was bare; there was no fucking ring. "Don't forget to arrive on time." Mum urged me over the phone. It was Christmas Eve, but I still had an important event to attend before heading for the Vance competition that was later that day. I wasn't going to miss it for the world not just because of the children but because I was certain my little red was going to be there. Although Karis had no idea I had eyes on her, I knew she had already left with Val for the compe
(Karis's pov) The entire room went still, I could not believe my eyes. This was unexpected and I truly didn't know how to react. Skyler had been more than a friend, but he wasn't my lover. At times, I considered him family. To be honest, over the years, I had tried to fall in love with Skyler, but I really could not make myself to. Whenever he brought up his feelings I always found a way to avoid the conversation. That was how things worked, and Skyler had never shoved it down, but seeing him go on one knee left me in a complete mess. "Skyler, I ..." I didn't even know how to form the words, Skyler's eyes dulled before I even finished the sentence. "Karis, please, I am not worse than him in any way, and I promise you will be the only one in my life. I will give the security he never gave." Skyler kept on promising. He wasn't lying. He was capable of doing all those things, but why was it hard to say yes? "I need more time, I can't accept your ring. Madam Esmeralda isn't r
(Karis's pov) There was a light knock on my door distracting me from my work. It was the housekeeper, "Ma'am, sorry to interrupt you, but Mr Crest is here to see you." Her voice informed me. I was surprised by the news because Skyler didn't tell me he was coming over, and honestly, the past few days after meeting Xander, Skyler hadn't crossed my mind. Aside from everything that happened that day, the one thing that stuck to my mind was his claims of not knowing what happened between him and Emma but it was hard to believe remembering what happened in the past between us. "I will be down in a bit." My feet made soft footsteps as I made my way downstairs. My eyes immediately spotted Skyler, who was sitting in the living area waiting for me. For an odd reason, he didn't seem pleased. "Skyler," I called out but he didn't glance at me. His eyes were focused on something in the living room. My eyes followed his line of sight to see a bouquet I left off the table, which
(Xander's pov) Karis was completely taken aback, but it was the truth. If possible, I wanted to reveal the truth about Vance that he might be hers, but I think it would be absurd at first. I needed the maternity test results. "Xander, please, I don't need this. I was desperate for the supplies, but if you think, I would sit here and listen to this. I am out of here." She suddenly declared getting off her seat. She wasn't going to believe me, and I expected it though, but at that moment I panicked. I stood up after her, then held her hand, pulling her further. She yelped. My eyes met her hazel eyes, and if I had not exercised every control in my body at that moment, I would have kissed her, but that would only push her away. I let go of her hand and then drew in a deep breath, "You should learn how to mask your emotions; if your emotions get ahead of you, that will be the beginning of your failure ." I advised her, when what I was doing was letting my emotions get
(Karis's pov) His office was still the same as the full-length ground-to-ceiling windows, the lounge area made with finely selected furniture all white, his desk was black, the floor was black, and the walls were white. It was still his neutral-coloured office, I remembered. He had just a few colours from the pictures hanging on the wall. There used to be some flower vases in here, which I ordered in my past life, but I guess that never happened in this life. The only thing that was out of place from my memories was a small picture frame on Xander's desk. It was our wedding photo, weird. Why did he have a picture of me in his office? I questioned myself but I didn't want to think about it. Xander was puzzled. I could never understand. His lips pulled into a sad smile, "I guess I will have to send you flowers every day to make up for it." He said walking away from his desk. Where did that come from? "You honestly don't need to bother; I have a fiance who can do
(Karis's pov) I know if Bertha or Skyler found out about what I was about to do, they would chew me raw, but I was running out of options. The production has to start and Xander played an evil move by monopolizing the market and cutting off the black market. It was fine, I just had to feed his ego for now. The car arrived at the Van Diaz building. I didn't carry Lavender with me because I felt it was better to come alone. After taking a deep breath to calm my nerves I alighted from the vehicle. It was no big deal; we were just here to talk. At most, Xander might bring up what happened four years ago. Walking through the door, it took me a minute to reminisce; the company had not changed a bit. I remembered how I walked my ass out to escape this place and now I was back here in the name of negotiation. Even the front desk receptionist was still the same. Things didn't change from my past life for them, maybe, but they did for me. I made my way to the receptionis