All it took was one miscalculation, a wrong turn to happen, for everything to come crashing down. Alessia successfully got past Skyler, a smile etched on her lips. She was so close to the finishing line. Basking in the feeling of victory, Alessia didn't see it coming, and by the time Skyler or Xander saw it, it was too late. Alessia’s car lost control, her tyres slacking off the slick road. She lost control, her vehicle spinning toward the edge of the unfinished bridge ahead. Skyler’s heart stopped, and Xander watched his world end before him. He could not do anything to stop it. The car drove off the overhead bridge, falling onto the train tracks below. The sound of metal crunching. Sparks flying. Alessia’s car flipped and tumbled down. The horror was not over as the loud sound of a far-approaching train horned. Xander stopped the car and rushed down to help her. His heart was hammering fast, his feet moving on their own. Alessia was knocked unconscious, unawa
(Karis's pov) The room seemed to have had a sombre atmosphere; for the first time, I saw a side of Xander I could never have imagined. "I never wanted things to turn out like that, but I was an obnoxious jerk, and I still think I am." His voice felt drained and he seemed completely powerless. This was the truth I always wanted to know but it put me in a state where I didn't even know how to react. "Don't blame yourself, Xander, it was an accident." That was all I could say hoping it could lessen the burden. From the way Xander spoke about it there was lingering regret he felt. Xander probably blamed himself for everything, but there was no way he could have accepted the girl, and that single rejection caused him a lot. "It's my fault; Skyler was right that night; I should have been nicer to Amelia even though I hated her for the way she treated Sky. I should have tried to reach out, but I didn't, and it cost me my sister. My actions killed Alessia, and it still ha
(Karis's pov) The message was mysterious, and it left me in a dilemma. I was torn between telling Xander. I wanted to tell him, but the number warned Me about telling him, which left me in a difficult situation. I could not risk anything happening to Val. We still had no idea where my children were or my stepmother and sister. I stood silently in front of Xander's bedroom. It was pretty late and I couldn't get any sleep after the call. Xander returned back to the estate pretty late a few hours ago. I reached out to knock on the door, my knuckles hitting on it periodically. "Xander," I called out trying to catch any sound from the other side. There was no answer. "Are you in?" I knocked, asking out loud, but there was still no answer. After a bit of contemplation, I decided to open the door. Soft creaking sounds echoed as I made my way inside the dimly lit room. My eyes darted around and there was indeed no sign of Xander. It felt like I stepped into a time
(Karis's POV) It felt like my world froze, and everything became bright immediately after I saw a single word, ' positive' on the pregnancy test results with tears welling up in my eyes. "This is not a dream." My voice broke as I spoke. "Congrats, ma'am, you are three weeks pregnant." The doctor congratulated me. I was unable to hold it anymore and immediately burst into tears. They were tears of joy; after five long years of being called barren, I was finally able to conceive. I was so excited by the news my ears turned deaf to anything other thing the doctor said. I just waited for him to dismiss me before rushing out of the hospital. Suddenly everything thing seemed brighter. I was so happy that my emotions were all over the place, laughing and crying at the same time. On my way home, I kept thinking about how to share the good news with my husband, with multiple ideas popping up in my head. Tomorrow is Xander birthday, so I decided to get an early birthday present for him a
(Karis's pov) My head was spinning and it took a while for me to realize what was happening. A second ago, I was in the middle of the road about to be crushed by a car, and the next second, I appeared in the dressing room on my wedding day. I would have thought it was a dream or a joke but I could feel Bertha hold on my wrist. Was I being reborn to have a second chance in life? I stopped moving as I came to the realization. Bertha turned back at me, surprised why I stopped; her eyes went wide, stunned because my eyes were blurry with unshed tears. I felt like crying, remembering everything that happened in my past, which might repeat itself in the future. "Karis, Are you crying? Please don't cry today should be your happiest. I can't believe you are finally married to Xander, your long-time crush." Bertha said in a calm voice caressing my hand. "I can't help it." I sniffed, hugging Bertha; it had been ages since I saw her because Bertha died in the past. She wa
(Karis's pov) My heart skipped a beat, feeling Xander's hands around my waist in a protective way. Even the way his voice sounded in my ears made me shiver. I was stunned that Xander stepped in between me and Skyler because he had never done something like this in our past life. He was never protective of me, and I knew secretly it was because he resented me because of our arranged marriage. Xander was forced to marry me because of a promise his mother made to my dead mother. It was funny to realize I came between him and his true love Emma. ' What was he trying to do here? ' After all, he should not give a fuck about me or who I speak to. He should run ahead to his crying lover and not me. If this was the former me, butterflies would have been in my stomach, yearning for the touch of the man I loved and chased for years, but his touch didn't feel the same anymore. "What if I can't do that Mr De Marco? You have a beautiful wife here, and it is tempting and hard to
(Xander's POV) Karis was left speechless, her mouth parted and closed as if searching for the words to reply to me. I could not point my fingers at exactly what it was, but after when she stormed out of the hall because of Emma's provocation, it seemed like she was a different person. Her eyes, which were always filled with admiration, were dull. I was still finding it hard to believe she had run away from me. What the hell was going through her mind? She used to be a naive open book I could easily read, but now I had no idea what she was thinking. The lady underneath me was different from the little girl I grew up with, who kept pestering me everywhere. The shock in her eyes disappeared and was replaced with a mischievous look. "Who said I belong to you, Xander?" She snickered at me. I didn't like the tone in which she spoke, how dare she suddenly behave like she didn't love me after we were married due to her obsession. "Repeat what you just said Karis and I
(Karis's pov) I loved to see the shocked expression on Xander's face; he probably could not believe that I lost interest in him. "You are in love with someone else." Xander chuckled, unable to believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. His shock was understandable because which bride in her right mind would tell her husband on their wedding night that she doesn't love him but it had nothing to do with me "Yes, I made a mistake in the past and I..." He didn't let me finish my statement as my lips were sealed by Xander's lips again. It seemed like he wanted to dominate me with his sexual appeal, and I wouldn't lie 'cause he was dangerous. Every time his lips captured mine, and his sinful tongue started exploring my mouth. It makes me feel like giving in to him. Xander was going to be the death of me. Despite how I kept on telling myself I should avoid him a part of me that always craved his love and affection wanted to give in. Why was he doing this to
(Karis's pov) The message was mysterious, and it left me in a dilemma. I was torn between telling Xander. I wanted to tell him, but the number warned Me about telling him, which left me in a difficult situation. I could not risk anything happening to Val. We still had no idea where my children were or my stepmother and sister. I stood silently in front of Xander's bedroom. It was pretty late and I couldn't get any sleep after the call. Xander returned back to the estate pretty late a few hours ago. I reached out to knock on the door, my knuckles hitting on it periodically. "Xander," I called out trying to catch any sound from the other side. There was no answer. "Are you in?" I knocked, asking out loud, but there was still no answer. After a bit of contemplation, I decided to open the door. Soft creaking sounds echoed as I made my way inside the dimly lit room. My eyes darted around and there was indeed no sign of Xander. It felt like I stepped into a time
(Karis's pov) The room seemed to have had a sombre atmosphere; for the first time, I saw a side of Xander I could never have imagined. "I never wanted things to turn out like that, but I was an obnoxious jerk, and I still think I am." His voice felt drained and he seemed completely powerless. This was the truth I always wanted to know but it put me in a state where I didn't even know how to react. "Don't blame yourself, Xander, it was an accident." That was all I could say hoping it could lessen the burden. From the way Xander spoke about it there was lingering regret he felt. Xander probably blamed himself for everything, but there was no way he could have accepted the girl, and that single rejection caused him a lot. "It's my fault; Skyler was right that night; I should have been nicer to Amelia even though I hated her for the way she treated Sky. I should have tried to reach out, but I didn't, and it cost me my sister. My actions killed Alessia, and it still ha
All it took was one miscalculation, a wrong turn to happen, for everything to come crashing down. Alessia successfully got past Skyler, a smile etched on her lips. She was so close to the finishing line. Basking in the feeling of victory, Alessia didn't see it coming, and by the time Skyler or Xander saw it, it was too late. Alessia’s car lost control, her tyres slacking off the slick road. She lost control, her vehicle spinning toward the edge of the unfinished bridge ahead. Skyler’s heart stopped, and Xander watched his world end before him. He could not do anything to stop it. The car drove off the overhead bridge, falling onto the train tracks below. The sound of metal crunching. Sparks flying. Alessia’s car flipped and tumbled down. The horror was not over as the loud sound of a far-approaching train horned. Xander stopped the car and rushed down to help her. His heart was hammering fast, his feet moving on their own. Alessia was knocked unconscious, unawa
"Of course, I care about you. Everyone has been worried sick, and worse of all, I can't get a hold of Xander either." Alessia grumbled; both Xander and Skyler were giving her a hard time. "Are you here for Xander or me?" Skyler asked, "for the both of you. You guys have to stop this lifestyle of illegal racing. It's dangerous." Amelia argued, making Skyler laugh. The racing was the least danger around Xander. Did she have any idea one of Xander's friends was a fucking Mafia heir? "Unfortunately, I am not in the mood for a lecture, Alessia. If you want to talk to your brother, find him. I respect you as a sister, Alessia, know your boundaries." Skyler coldly said, walking past Alessia to his car. "You should stop doing this, your mum is worried." Alessia tried to reason out, but her words fell on deaf ears. Skyler had already driven out. This didn't reduce her determination. Alessia knew she had to help him. The reason Xander had been on the edge lately was because of
His world crumbled, unable to accept the scene that lay before him. She was not joking when she sent that text. Skyler staggered backwards, bile rising in his throat. "No… no, no, no." He stuttered as He rushed to her side, shaking her, calling her name, but it was too late. She was long dead, and still, in the end, she only thought of Xander. "Please come back; I love you even if he doesn't, Amelia, please answer me." His voice broke with his face pale and drained He cried. He hadn't cried in years, but Amelia made him cry. Was his love not enough wasn't he enough? If he had confessed, would she have accepted?She was truly gone. Tears kept on burning and rolling down his eyes endlessly, rage twisting his gut. And then, amidst the heartbreak, another emotion took root. Hate. Hate for Xander. He was the only person he could blame. ****** A couple of hours later, broken like a lifeless doll, Skyler walked into the night. His feet could barely move, but he h
The air seemed to have gone still. Skyler heard Amelia clearly, and it felt like his heart was stabbed a thousand times over. He wondered if she knew all this while but deliberately ignored his feelings. A smirk graced Xander's lips, " Bold of you to confess in my front that you played my friend all along to get to me, Amelia. What does that make you?" Xander asked, bending over to her ear to whisper. Amelia's grip on her bag tightened. Did she say the wrong thing, but she was honest. "I am someone who genuinely likes you. I fell in love from the first day I saw you drive to the faculty in the car park. I understand you more than you..." Amelia kept on spouting complete nonsense that continued pissing Xander off. He didn't have the time for her rubbish. "If you know me well enough, you should not. I don't do relationships or love. I only fuck for fun, and trust me, even if you were the last girl available, I would never fuck that dried-up pussy off yours. Take your
This is based on my fiction so the location are based on imagination and not accurate to the actual Oxford University.********* There was a park close to the cafeteria, the sun was slowly setting, and Skyler was walking Amelia towards his car. They just finished a study session, which he paid her for, claiming he needed help because of the classes he missed when Skyler was even way better than her. He just enjoyed their study sessions because he would hear her voice go on and on. Her accent was a bit funny but he still loved it. People tend to do stupid shit when they are in love, and Skyler had Amelia in his heart since his freshman year, but she was anerd that loved her books more than people. Amelia chuckled, hearing Sky, then smiled lightly, making her blue eyes sparkle. The way her dirty blonde curls bounced and her eyes sparkled was always breathtaking it made every minute with her worth it. "There is something I have always wanted to do, and Tonight is perfect;
Note the following chapters related to Zed and Sky's back story will be in the third pov to make the pacing fast. After the flashbacks I will return to the regular first POV. Thanks for reading (✿^‿^) ******** Back at the De Marco estate, Karis was still in a state of shock. She explained her best saying she had no idea about how she got married to Skyler. Luckily, despite Xander's rage, he listened to her. Sky Link headquarters were in France. As Much as Karis wanted to get on the first flight back, she could not when her children's whereabouts were unknown. The best she could do was make several calls trying to understand what was happening. To her dismay, it was real. Xander looked into it, and it turned out that she actually got married to Skyler 3 years ago when they moved to France. It was authentic and registered; she had unknowingly signed a marriage certificate without knowing it. What even made their marriage more legit was the fact that the hous
(Skyler's POV) I sat in my dim study, waiting. The low light and the soft glow of the minibar did nothing to ease my bad mood. I had been waiting for a few minutes, and every minute only made my irritation grow. They were taking forever. I lit a cigarette and took a slow drag, watching the bitter smoke curl upward. My thoughts were a jumble of frustration and anger. There was a faint sense of achievement after all things were still going according to plans. Finally, I heard the door open, and footsteps approaching. Someone had arrived.I looked up sharply, feeling my anger spike. "Why did you take so long? I fucking hate to be kept waiting," I asked, my voice rough and impatient.The intruder hesitated, fumbling with her words. I could sense the nervous look in her eyes as she tried to explain. But I was too upset to listen. Every minute of waiting had only deepened my irritation, and now, sitting there in my study, I felt no patience left. I could feel her tension behind me.