(Xander's pov) I hated it when outsiders meddle in my life; the front desk just called me a few minutes ago to notify me that my mother was waiting in the office for me. Well, I knew exactly why she wanted to see me. The meeting was drawing longer than necessary but I didn't have an issue with it as long as it wastes more time. It was time enough for Mother to give up because, honestly, I didn't know if I would be able to keep my temper in check for long. I guess the Vixen must have come up with ridiculous excuses for her actions. This was annoying. "Who else is vying for the contract?" I asked. There was this real estate development contract worth billions which the government were in charge of. Whenever it was good money I was always interested. Making money was the only thing that filled the emptiness in me. "There are a lot of companies since it is a major deal, but so far, there is no threat." The subsidiary manager in charge of the real estate company under Van Diaz men
(Karis's pov) "Please tighten your seat belts and make sure you have everything in place. We will be landing soon in." The pilot's baritone voice echoed through the intercom of the first-class area of the plane.My little troublemaker beamed a smile and then stared at the window excitedly; she had the brightest smile ever as her grey eyes sparkled on hearing the pilot's words. "We are finally here." Valeria giggled, glancing at the beautiful city visible below us from the plane. I could not believe I was finally back after almost five years. Valeria was excited to visit the place I had my childhood in and begged me to bring her along on this trip which I was wary of. It was better to be safe than sorry and the last thing I wanted was her running into Xander. Anyone with eyes at first glance would know she was his daughter. Which was annoying. I carried her for almost nine months in my stomach, and she chose to look like that bastard. "Compose yourself, or I will se
(Karis's pov) It would be a fat lie if I claim I am not affected by the news of Xander's engagement but the greater shock was the fact he had a child with Emma. ' Karis, stop thinking about him; he isn't worth it.' I reminded myself, but it was easier said than done. The car arrived at the location and I proceeded to inspect the preparations. The entire time, it was hard to concentrate for obvious reasons. Everyone where I went, whispers and murmurs of Xander could be heard. "He is so cute and looks exactly like his father. Only Xander can have a son as cute as Vance." I heard one of the hotel staff chimed. She and one other room service staff were taking the same elevator as me. I was heading out of the hotel to head home since I was done with her work. I didn't want to stay longer because I was done with hearing about Xander and his son Vance. "Yeah, he is even a pianist at the age of 5." The other one said which made Karis frown. If the boy was five it m
(Karis's pov) Valeria was having fun at Skyler's mum's home so she asked to spend the night over since I would be busy the entire evening. I was hesitant, but Skyler assured me his mum was cool, and he was the one I trusted more than everyone in the world. The night was lit, and opulent figures from all over the world related to the fashion industry were there. Anyone who was someone in the world of fashion attended the winter show. . Although unfortunately it was yet to snow the weather forecast predicted a light snowstorm that night. I was part of the organizing committee. Fortunately, I didn't take part in the red carpet event, but I was informed of everyone. Up till now, there was no sign of Xander De Marco. I didn't know why I was bothered by that because I was meant to not give a damn about him. "So far, everything is going perfectly well; the paparazzi are more organized than last year." I heard the head of security inform me from the intercom. "Alright keep me pos
(Karis's pov) Shock turned to amusement as I heard the craziest thing ever. I wondered how Emma would react if she found out that I was Madam Esmeralda. It was hard to hold back my laughter, and intimately, I burst into a loud laugh. I laughed so hard my eyes got teary, which left Emma puzzled. After laughing to my heart's content, I took some breaths to calm myself down. "You want me to design a set of matching couples’ rings," I answered in a fake French accent to make it difficult for Emma to recognize my voice. "Yes, is there anything wrong with it, you are a top world-class designer? Aren't you?" She asked me, puzzled by my behaviour, but this was just too amusing for me. "There is nothing wrong; as you said, I am a top designer, meaning that I just don't randomly pick up jobs. Unfortunately, I am not free to meet your request, and neither do I care how rich your husband is." I rejected it outrightly. It was not like I ever planned on accepting it from the
(Karis's pov) My heartfelt reunion with Betty was cut short when Lavender ran into the small cabinet room. She was stunned that I was holding Betty's hands and crying but quickly composed herself. "Madam, we have a problem. One of the models was assaulted by a guest that came backstage, and they are in a cat and dog fight." She informed me. I felt a headache coming as I grabbed my shades and rushed out. I even forgot to ask who the guest was; this was the first time I was hosting such an important event, and I could not afford to make any mistakes. Luckily, my make-up was waterproof, so crying didn't ruin it. I could already hear the fight from ahead and rush faster. On reaching the fight, I was quickly pissed off, the model was fighting with the supposed guest, and no one dared to stop them because she was Xander De Marco's fiancee. Filled with fury, I dashed into the middle of the mess to pull them apart; that model was among the ones for Bertha's runway, and
(Xander's pov) I have been looking forward to attending the winter show because I wanted to know who this Madam Esmeralda was attempting to go head-on with me. Her guts were impressive, and I was more intrigued by her. Today, after a lot of deliberations, the announcement about Emma being by fiancee was made. Mum was right; Vance deserved to have his rights as the family heir and could not be deprived of them because of his mother. Although I still refused to disclose who Vance's mother was. Emma didn't deserve the title. The marriage between me and Emma would be one of convenience; she was free to use the De Marco name while Vance got a legitimate stand and nothing more. After the wedding, Emma would stay in another property of mine because I don't think I would be able to stand staying in the same house as a woman who had been violently and emotionally abusing her son. I took a last look at my Italian designer suit; it was tailor-made and one of its kind. See
(Xander's Pov) It turned out I was worried for nothing; by the next morning, I stopped by the hospital before going to work, and Vance was doing fine. Kyle said he had a very good immune system that fought the flu virus quickly. He would be discharged in a couple of days after they were sure he was perfectly fine. "I scored a new top score," he excitedly showed me his top score on the game he was playing on his tablet. I had an amused smile seeing how happy he was. Maybe Vance inherited my gaming skills. "Congrats but you still haven't beat my score. " I teased him, making him pout. His expression was hilarious. "What a touching father and son moment! I feel like crying." Someone teased from the door and I didn't need to look behind to recognize the son of a bitch. Vance's eyes sparkled on seeing him. "Uncle Ivan." He excitedly said to my red-haired friend. Ivan had visited me a couple of times since I took Vance in and as hard as it was to accept it, my so
(Xander's pov)I needed samples one way or the other I would get it. It was a random idea to get Vance involved, but now I thought about it that way, it might have been a bad idea. I was so excited at the thought that Karis and I had a child together that I didn't think about things thoroughly. That was when I came up with the second idea to get the class teacher involved to cut Val's hair if Vance fails, but to my surprise, I didn't expect the plan to work. That was part one of the plan. The next step was to get the witch's DNA sample, which was not hard to get Emma's sample. I was not cautious about it; I just got my men to knock her out to get what we wanted. I was scared and excited if things would go the way I envisioned. To my surprise, Vance succeeds in convincing Val to come to him. I was genuinely surprised when I saw they arrived at the hospital. "You gotta be kidding me. Is she Karis's daughter?" Kyle was completely stunned at the resemblance. "I guess I am
(Xander's POV) Karis was lying, I just knew that as a fact. From my guess, if Val was truly my daughter, Karis would try to keep her away from me. "Did you get to see Val's mum?" Vance asked me curiously after I got into the car. "Mmm," I hummed, then beckoned the driver to start. A small smirk was on my lips, knowing that I had discovered Karis's home. My eyes trailed back to Vance, and now more than ever, I knew something was fishy. The resemblance between Vance and Valeria was too uncanny. The closer you look at Vance, the more subtle resemblance he has with Karis, and this gives me an uneasy feeling. I felt Vance thug my clothes drawing my attention back to him from my thoughts. "Daddy Val forgot her hair band in the car," Vance informed me. I picked up the hair band from his hand. It had some strands of hair on it, but I couldn't afford to make any mistakes. "Vance, can you do Daddy a favour, and if you succeed, I will attend your competition?" I
(Karis's pov) I slammed the door behind me; my emotions were all over; I was both mad and scared. Mad that Xander was messing up with my life and business. Mad Juliette took a ride from a stranger, but then again why did Xander offer to give her a ride? He was not a saint who would love giving rides to random people in a snowstorm. Xander never bats an eye for someone who holds no worth in his eyes. That was the bastard I was married to for 5 freaking years, but amongst all the emotions I felt, the one that shook me the most was fear. Fear of what Xander would do if he found out the truth. He could not take away my only happiness. I didn't care about my revenge and getting justice for what they made me suffer compared to losing Valeria. She was the child I wanted in my life, and if anything happened to her, I might lose myself all over. My feet made soft sounds as I made my way to Val's room. She must be mad because of the way I spoke to her earlier, and honestly,
(Karis's pov) Why is murder illegal? How I wished it was legal to off people because, for the first time, I had the urge to unalive someone. A couple bullets to the heart would suffice. "Calm down, Karis. You can handle this. Don't lose your shit because of Xander." I tried to gather my thoughts but how could I when that man was driving me crazy? He monopolised the market, and then Skyler came up with the idea to source the black market, but my goods suddenly disappeared. Skyler might be saying it was bad luck but I was sure it wasn't bad luck but the work of the devil. My devil Xander De Marco, I was seething in anger when my phone buzzed up again. It was a file sent by an unknown number. I opened the file and froze. My phone almost slipped out of my hold. It was evident of dealing in the black market and threats were being reported for carrying out illegal business operations. There was one person I could think of at the moment Xander De Marco. I was sit
(Xander's pov) I don't know why Vance and Val wanted to come out to play in the park when the temperature was freezing in December. Frost covered every branch, creating a dazzling white layer that sparkled in the fading afternoon light. The ground was frozen and crunchy underfoot, and the air was biting cold, nipping at my face. I sat on a chilly wooden bench, wrapping my scarf tighter around my neck as my breath from fogs in front of me. In the distance, Vance and Valeria played in the snow near the swings, their lively voices piercing and brightening the atmosphere. Vance excitedly called out to me, waving his arms to get my attention, his joyful sound warming the cold winter day. He had successfully built a snowman with Val and seemed to be having a lot of fun. It reminded me of when me and the boys did similar things during our childhood then Karis would want to join in to enjoy the fun. I wasn't particularly nice because I always stopped her from
(Xander's pov) Sky, that's what Ivan called him; it was amusing. There was a time when we were considered friends, Zed, Ivan, Kyle and Sky, but in the same way, I left my past as Zed, the same way Sky is dead to me. "When you call him that it reminds me of how much I hate that jerk?" I clicked my tongue and then moved to my desk, Ignoring them, but they were used to my attitude, especially this bunch that found pleasure in pissing me off. "You both know how to hold a grudge, so what's the plan, or are you so pathetic you have no way of explaining things to Karis? You were basically a living dead these past years with the only thing you did was aggressively doing business." Ivan sneered, taking a drag of his cigarette. He was awfully free for someone who ran a Mafia and had a wedding coming up. "You are very nosy, you focus on your life since you will soon be a married man. I am sure Bertha won't condone your habits, especially considering the fact she escaped death
(Xander's pov) When it comes to Karis, I always lose my reasoning. That's how I would describe it. It was foolish of me thinking that just by talking to her we would be able to resolve our differences and be a happy couple we were never in the past. That could never be the case; how was I going to explain that what happened between me and Emma was a mistake and I was drunk when Vance was in the picture? He was the proof that I was a cheating husband. One way or the other, Karis would come back, it isn't overconfident, but I know what I was capable of doing. She would have to fulfil her contract, and it just turns out that I was the only one with the stones unless she decides to choose for the black market, like how the scheming Skyler works. For obvious reasons, my dislike for Skyler grew by the day. I had to hold back myself from not breaking the arm he had on Karis's waist. She claimed that he was her fiance, but there was no ring on her finger. My little red
(Karis's pov) Xander must be delusion if he thinks I would ever go back to him. I rather die. Despite everything my mind was still thinking about what he said about Skyler. I knew Xander and Skyler had a history together, which I was curious about, but neither party was willing to share it. What was the main reason that made them enemies? From my guess, they were friends in the past because they seemed to have the same friend group. Something big must have happened and I had no fucking idea. ' Why am I even doubting Skyler?' the question popped into my head. Skyler had never done anything against me. He had been very supportive so far. "Was the negotiations a success?" Lavender asked me as we made our way out of the venue. I could still feel Xander's gaze on me. All he could ever do was look at my back because I was already beyond his reach. There was no going back from this point. "I rather not talk about it." I sighed feeling exhausted from talking to X
(Karis's pov) The Atmosphere was festive, with Christmas close by and there seemed to be a lot of blissful chatter in the room except my table. It was a face-down between me and my ex-husband, Xander De Marco, who was super delusional. Honestly, I had no idea why I was still here listening to Xander. He was driving me crazy. He was right, Xander loved making my life a living hell but not again will I let him have the last laugh. I wished he would just drop down dead and I could not control my emotions anymore. My eyes were glaring so hard at him they could almost pop out. "You are a narcissist and full of yourself. I am done with this conversation." I scoffed about leaving the table. It was better I leave here because I was certain Mr Santos was not coming back. "Letting your emotions control you isn't smart in the business world, dear wife. I thought Skyler thought you better, but then again, I am the best in the game, little Red." He placed his glass back on