(Karis's pov). Things were getting heated up as the sexy man who I got married to, was sinfully giving me a bath to wash away my lover's touch. If I knew he was this crazy maybe I would not have let Skyler hug me. He took his time to wash me clean until I felt his hands touch the thin fabric protecting my innermost part. My heart was already beating erratically in my chest, spiked up. He deliberately played with the linen of my lacy panties just to tease me before his hands went down my lap. Forget it he was just using this as an excuse to touch me. This horny bastard was very smart. My eyes could catch sight of the apparent bulge being restrained on his trousers. He turned his attention to my hair, pouring shampoo on my hair, which he started to massage. His actions made me wonder if my imaginary lover could leave his mark on my thick chestnut hair. Xander suddenly stopped with his eyes zeroed at a spot in my body. "You let him touch you with his lips," Xander sai
(Karis's pov) I didn't know what else to do but cry at my pathetic self. Xander stopped, and the funniest thing was that a part of me didn't want him to stop the part of me that was drawn to him so badly; no matter how I sang it like an anthem, he was my biggest enemy and poison, a part of me never agreed. He was truly the only man I loved in my entire life. That was why I completely lost it when he betrayed me. His eyes suddenly softened and he took a step back. "You can't bear me touching you, but you let him make you feel good, and yet you mention Emma every single time." He sounded hurt and it tore me. Why was I feeling hurt because of his hurt gaze? I gritted my teeth and clenched my fingers into a fist. "I hate you with every fibre in my body." I spat at him and he looked stunned but not agitated. He was not angry when I said I hated him. Instead, this heartless bastard smiled. He gave me a dazzling smile. Xander had truly lost his marbles. "Go ahead and say
(Karis's PoV)After leaving the bathroom I had to instruct the servants to arrange bath products for me to use in another bathroom. Everything was arranged and brought to me to use in the bathroom of a nearby vacant room. Then the idea struck me, ' what if I ask about sleeping in another room?' I thought, because sharing a room with Xander was going to be a serious issue.Not only could I not stand him, but there was a strong chance that if we slept on the same bed, my rebellious body that subconsciously craved his touch would betray me. The problem was not just my body but Xander, he was something else when it came to seduction. Every fibre of his body was made in a way that it drew any sane straight woman to him. That's just how gorgeous my husband was, and I was not an exception to his charms."The bathroom has been prepared." I heard Deborah inform me breaking my line of thoughts. She was the same maid that woke me up in the morning."That's perfect." I chimed at her, g
(Karis's pov)My throat went dry hearing Xander's words that set something in me a blaze. Weirdly, why was I excited by the thought of him punishing me? 'Get your thoughts together!' I snapped at myself to straighten up my crazy thoughts because why the hell was I feeling excited at the thought of getting punished?It seemed like I was discovering a part of me that I had no idea about because of this strange Xander in front of me. Was he behaving this way because I changed and was pushing him to the edge? He probably could not handle the fact that things were not going according to his wishes."Don't tell me you want to hit me." I sneered at him then to my greatest shock Xander smiled at me. It was a dark smile that sent chills down my spine. He bent down to the bed to crawl towards me, stopping just an inch away from me. I could feel his warm, fresh, minty breath on my face; he had just brushed his teeth."I had something else in mind, but now I think about it, hitting you doesn't so
(Karis's pov). The next morning I woke up from sleep and found the room empty. The other side was cold proving Xander never came back to bed last night. I glanced at the clock to check the time and found out it was already 9 am. I had overslept; it was Sunday morning. If my memory served me right, Xander had an event to attend in the late hours of today. I slipped out of bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom, yawning and stretching. My eyes were still sleepy despite sleeping for so long. I pushed the door open with my eyes half closed. I was very familiar with the room layout out so I knew how to get to the sink. My body suddenly hit something that made me stumble a few steps. I yelped, falling on the floor, but the fall I expected never happened because I was suddenly grabbed by the waist and pulled against the same thing that hit me. The familiar scent I have known forever hit my nose, and my eyes went wide to realize that my body was pressed against a bare
(Karis's pov) My mood that was already bitter, immediately dived down, seeing Emma smiling graciously near Xander. It brought back bad memories I never want to relive, but then again, I should not care if Xander is with her because, as far as I am concerned, this marriage is as good as over. "Good morning Emma. I was not expecting you to join us for breakfast." I chimed at Emma making my way to the table with a soft smile. I had to show them that none of what they are doing affects them in the least way. "I decided to visit you. I have been missing your presence at home." Emma replied, but her attention was glued to Xander, who was enjoying a cup of coffee. She misses Xander and definitely not me unless she got bored since there was no one for her to bully and call a country bumpkin. "You should have informed me ahead of time." I took a seat opposite Xander which was the farthest from him. It was a circular table so this had to do. Emma was seated at Xander's side
(Karis's pov) My heels clicked against the tiled floor; after leaving the garden, I stormed off to the grand stairs. No matter what I said or how I pretended not to have been affected by anything, it still enrages me to see how pretentious Emma was. The door slammed shut immediately after I entered my room; it was difficult to control my irrationality and now the poor door had become an outlet for my anger. My dress was completely ruined by Emma, and Xander didn't even comment and just let his lover wipe the corners of his lips. What was that all about? Were they trying to show off their love in front of me? That's just disgusting. A knock on the door distracted me and I moved towards the door to see who it was. Peeking out through the slightly ajar space I saw Deborah patiently waiting for me. "Good morning ma'am. I want to know if you prefer breakfast to be brought to your room or eaten in the dining area. I thought you might change your mind." Deborah blu
(Karis's Pov) "Karis, Karis!!" Bertha called out multiple times because I suddenly went silent. My daze broke finally when she snapped at me. "Sorry about that. I was distracted by something." I immediately mentioned my voice sounding a bit distant. "Is everything fine back home? You don't sound like you are alright Karis." Bertha sounded very concerned. It made my heart feel fuzzy remembering that my best friend always had my back. "It's fine. Emma decided to visit me, more like visit my husband, and they were discussing the family business." I gave Bertha a half-hearted explanation, clicking my tongue. Why was I even bothered about those two? I had already made up my mind to leave this marriage, so whatever Xander was up to with my sister didn't matter. Bertha went silent for a while understanding how my relationship with Emma was and especially how she acted during my wedding reception. A sigh left her lips before she replied. "Don't bother yourself with you
(Vance's pov) Since it was the holidays, Val and I majorly spent our days indoors. From what I heard Dad prohibited us from leaving the estate. It was fun spending time with Val but staying in the estate all day was a bit boring. "I wish we can go get some ice cream," Val whined, lying flat on the rug, exhausted from a long game of hide and seek. I took my seat by her side, also in the mood for ice cream. "Let's go ask Deborah, I am sure there is ice cream in the fridge." Val immediately sat up excited for ice cream.." that's true. I almost forgot that we can get it from the kitchen, although it will be nice to visit the park daddy used to take us to. I loved the ice cream from the truck there." Val's mood was brightened and dulled again. We didn't know the reason why we had to stay indoors but I had a feeling it was related to my former mummy. I overheard Dad one time on the phone saying something about Emma wanting to hurt Val and me. "Let's get the ice crea
(Karis's pov) There was a little note on the drawer with the pills,~~~~ I had to leave for an emergency sorry I didn't wake you up. You were sleeping too peacefully I could not bring myself to wake you up. I dropped some pills that would be useful to you although I prefer you take only the painkillers. I can already imagine your glare while reading this. Make sure to eat something before leaving for work. Your favourite devil Xander.~~~~ It was a simple message but it kind of made me feel fuzzy on the inside. "What are you thinking Karis?" I said, slapping my cheeks as I cupped my hands. It was a regular one-night stand that happened because I was emotionally vulnerable. There was nothing much to think about it. I quickly drank the pills gulping down some water after. I instantly regretted not brushing my teeth before taking them; my mouth stunk of morning breath. My eyes darted around the room; I was super exhausted; I didn't want to move a muscle, but I
(Karis's pov) I struggled to free my hands from his grasp. The need in my cunt was driving me nuts. He got to be kidding me but it didn't look like he was joking. "You will really be the death of me." I cried out; he ruthlessly dragged me from the heavens, crashing back here. "Not as much as the jealousy kills me," Xander stated with all seriousness. I swallowed hard confused why this man was so jealous. My thoughts strayed, wondering if there was a slight possibility he didn't touch Emma that night because it was crazy why he cared what I did with Skyler those past years after what he did. "Why do you care? You act like you love me." I sneered at him, something flickered through his eyes I couldn't understand. Xander rubbed his bulge that was still within the restraints of his boxers on my pussy that was crying badly I swallowed hard after a long hiss left my lips. "What if I do? Is there anything wrong with that?" He asked me back his lips brushing against m
(Karis's pov) Xander was a bit stunned when I kissed him but he quickly recovered from the shock and returned the kiss. Things got more heated as we continued to get entangled on the bed. His hands were not idle, they quickly snuck under me to undo the zip, and soon later, my dress was already discarded on the floor, leaving me in my undies. I was too high in the moment to care. He left my lips trailing his kisses to my ear, which he nibbled while grinding and dry humping me. I didn't even care about holding back my little moans. "I want you to undress me." He whispered a command and then sat up in between my legs, which were wide open for him. My gaze travelled to his handsome face that was covered by some of his dishevelled hair then those grey eyes that were drawing in me. Spellbound to his words, I sat up, kneeling on the bed in front of him. His gaze was intense. I couldn't hold it. I bowed my head and then reached out for his shirt. My actions were slopp
(Karis's pov)' Will it be a sin if I let go for this once? ' I asked myself that question as soon as I felt his lips on mine. I understood what Xander meant by don't kiss and tell. It's hilarious but I think I actually needed this now more than ever just to let go. Every resistance I had was immediately thrown out of the window; those lips were drawing me and I accepted the sweet temptation I had no hesitation to. He wasn't rough like I expected but was gentle and tender. It was like he was telling me something I had been ignoring and I didn't want to acknowledge, but tonight, I honestly didn't care. I felt hollow inside and exposed, and I needed something to complete me, even if it might be temporary. He pulled me closer as my hand searched for his hair, pulling me closer to the temptation. He left my lips, trailing his tongue up to my ears. He nibbled on causing a whimper to escape my lips. His voice was hoarse and a seductive tone as he whispered in my ears.
(Xander's pov) Little Red Face lost her red glow. I could stand her anger when she glared, her embarrassing moments, her smiles, even her cusses, but this was something that broke me. She was pale and broken, and her voice trembled. My jaw clenched. This was the worst way for her to find out her stepmother killed her mother. I wanted to pull her into a hug, telling her it was okay to cry and that she could cry on me. I wanted to tell her sweet words to reassure her she wasn't alone. I was here and would be able to be by her side, but her voice ripped my heart. I have never seen her this broken. I could not stand it. She wanted me gone, I didn't want to. I could never leave her like this. "Karis." I softly called, but she jumped off the bed and then burst out. "Xander no, I said no. Just leave me the hell alone." She screamed at me, the tears continued pouring out. Her tears were precious, and I'd rather not see them, but she wanted me gone. I understand the fee
(Karis's pov) My face was pale and I was completely flabbergasted. It was difficult to imagine. Miranda was a witch, but murder was not a joke. She loved Christian. I could remember how she acted in the hospital, she was completely devastated by everything. "I am sorry, but that's what we suspect," Xander said, embracing me with his familiar warmth as his rich scent that I was addicted to overshadowed me. I didn't want to shed tears to be completely thrown off. "You are trembling, little Red. This is why I didn't want to talk to you right away." He sighed, rubbing my back as I leaned on his chest. "But why would she want him dead? He was going to give them everything." I asked Xander, although I knew clearly he didn't hold the answers I was searching for. "I have no idea but something caught my attention. I was looking into the Reynolds family before you froze the accounts and found out most of Christians's account funds were being diverted in small amounts so as
(Karis's pov) This has been one hell of a crazy week, from Xander finding out Valeria is his then forcing me to move in with him because of Emma, buying the company, Dad's unexpected swift death and now this. ' What did Dad's lawyer mean by Emma isn't a party of the will? ' my thoughts screamed for crying. This was too much. I groaned, exhausted, as I covered my face in my hands, bowing my head. I was both mentally and physically drained at once. Xander held my shoulder and then slowly squatted before me, making me look back at him. "Don't think about it, everything will be fine," Xander said as if he could read my mind. "I am a bit nervous; it feels like my revenge was ruined," I murmured, bowing my head. Xander smiled; he pinched my face and then raised it to gaze back at him. My hazel eyes met those grey eyes that weirdly gave me a sense of comfort, one I could never feel around Skyler, and I knew the reason why. It was because, unfortunately, this annoying
(Karis's pov) Whether it was just my gut feeling I could not accept Father died a natural death. Xander was reliable he got into action immediately. He got the police involved restricting Miranda from accessing Dad's body until the autopsy was done. While I got the court to freeze Dad's account until his will was read. Luckily the De Marco name made things fast. The court quickly gave his injunction and everything was freezed leaving only the Reynolds home Miranda was resident in. Miranda got mad claiming I was doing to to prevent her from accessing what was hers but I turned a blind ear to everything. I tried getting everything together while we waited for the autopsy. First I changed a lot of staff at the Reynolds group suspected of corruption then ran internal audits on every branch and business under the Reynolds company. It has been 2 days after father died and Miranda kept on sending threats and going to court to overturn my court injunction but the De Ma