(Xander's POV) I could not describe how pissed off I was at the sight of Skyler openly flirting with my wife. He always knew how to get on my nerves. My gaze was boring into him. If looks could kill, Skyler would drop dead now. Karis was sensitive enough to read the room. My heart had a sense of comfort when she willingly held my hand because my gaze went to Skyler who claimed to have a way to prove Karis was right. "Then where is this designer you speak of Mr Crest?" Miranda challenged Skyler not knowing she was digging her own grave. The Skyler I knew wouldn't make a headless proclamation, but why was he interested in helping Karis? Since this morning, my mind has been clouded with thoughts about Karis and how she changed. It was hard to point my fingers at what it was, but there was something about her that intrigued me. It was still very annoying when I heard her say over and over again that she didn't care about me and had a lover. Whenever those accursed word
(Karis's pov) I was surprised when Xander stepped in to defend me. It was beyond my imagination he would choose to back me up instead of Emma, but I guess his reputation was more important than his lover. Emma was beyond furious after I told her to beg on her knees. Her pride would never let her do such. "You don't mean that," Emma said trying her best not to sound agitated. "Didn't you say you want me to apologize after you tried to insult me? Get on your knees and I might consider." I gave her a blank look. Her jaw dropped seeing I was dead serious. She might have expected me to easily let her off the hook. This was what she got for trying so desperately to match outfits with my husband. In my past life, I remembered how upset I was when all the gossip blogs and papers carried the news of how magical Emma matched Xander and kept on saying Xander married the wrong sister. It was said they stole the spotlight when they danced together. Back then, I ignored all the go
(Karis's pov) Since it was Xander's money I was planning to use there was no need for me to hold back because he could afford it. "5 million." Emma had the nerve to raise the price. I saw Miranda's jaw at Emma's audacity. "8 million." I raised the bid. Why was everyone against me today? All I wanted was a piece of jewellery made by my late mother. "10 million." Skyler bid with a sly smile. Emma gritted her teeth, maybe her budget was almost close. "12 million." Emma bid and even I was surprised now. "15 million." I did not want to give up now. My eyes glanced at Xander's, whose attention was on his phone, unbothered by anything happening. "30 Million." Skyler declared. How did a jewelry with starting price of 80 thousand get to 30 million? At this point, I even gave up. "How annoying," I whined with a sad pout. My words seemed to have caught Xander's attention because he glanced at me. "30 million is there any other bid aside from the gentleman man in a
(Karis's pov) I was left puzzled by Xander's warning. "What are you thinking of? he is just jealous of Skyler." I said out loud. I was on my seat enjoying a glass of wine. My mood was a bit down and it made me lose interest in socializing. My eyes darted at the hall impressed at how wonderful the decorations were and how everyone was dashing. This was what a gathering of the elite looked like. It didn't seem like a bad idea to sit back and just enjoy the night. "Good evening Mrs De Marco. I hope I am not intruding." A middle-aged lady in her early forties approached me with a soft smile. I dropped my wine glass on the table and signified she should take a seat. It was funny how people preferred standing at parties like this. "Not at all." The lady got my clue and took a seat. "My name is Sapphire Holmes." She introduced herself. "Like Sherlock Holmes." I made a light joke which she laughed at. "Yes, I got that joke a lot while I was still in school during my
(Karis's pov) A faint smile that had a bitter feel got on my face seeing Skyler offering the first dance to me instead of Xander. No wonder in my past life there were rumours of how perfect Xander looked with Emma than me. Like why would you not think so when she was dancing with him and smiling very graciously? My mouth tasted very bitter with jealousy. "Of course, why don't we dance then? I guess there is no reason for me to refuse." I accepted Skyler's hand which he tenderly held and brought to his lips for a kiss. I don't know if Skyler had a fetish for kissing my hand 'cause it was his favourite way of greeting me. My lips pursed into a tight smile and I joined him on the dance floor."You can't get your eyes off him," Skyler whispered close to my ears which made me feel ticklish. I held his hand while my other hand was on his shoulder as we waltzed on the dance floor. The moment Skyler's hand touched my back, it sent shivers down my back, feeling his callous hand
(Karis's pov) We were so close that it felt inappropriate for a married woman, but who cares? After all, my husband was dancing with another lady leaning on his shoulders. "You just want to get on Xander's nerves for fun." I am amused at how Skyler had a boyish grin on his face excited by whatever mischief he had in mind. "At least that's something we have in common." Skyler mused and my eyes popped out. I did want to get back at Xander for fun and have been pushing him up the brink since our wedding night. Skyler had clues about how my marriage which was surprising. We were in the middle of the hall directly under the chandelier. The truth was that Skyler and I also looked like a couple. "Don't be so shocked, Karis. You are super easy to read. Just follow my lead." Skyler gazed down at me, our position was still uncomfortable with the way his intoxicating breath fanned over me. "But I can't find Xander anywhere," I stated my concerns because aside from Emma, who was gl
(Xander's POV) I was bummed when I lost the bid of the pendant Karis wanted to Skyler. Even though Karis didn't mention it, the history behind the pendant at first glance was obvious. This was one of the works of her late mother; she must have wanted it so dearly, but Karis was being careful of the price. I deliberately raised the price very high for two reasons: to make Skyler give up or to make him spend a fortune. Either case was a win for me, but it still left a bad taste in my mouth when he had it in the end. Karis was disappointed, but she didn't say it; since she didn't like me being around her, I had to leave to give her some space while I socialized with some of the guests. The entire time, I kept glancing at Karis from time to time to check up on her. "I am sorry about what happened earlier." My attention on Karis was diverted to an annoying vixen who didn't know when to stop. "Emma you should apologize to my wife and not me." He said, turning back to look at Emma.
(Xander's pov) Karis and Skyler were the stars of the night; I could even hear murmurs go around at how charming they looked together, like a real couple. Someone even had the nerve to mention that Karis was more suited for Skyler because of his friendly demeanour, unlike me, who was rough on the edges. I scoffed at their words only if they knew the Skyler I consider my rival. His friendly smile could never fool me. It was getting unbearable to watch them, I was itching to pull them apart. Unfortunately, if that happened, it would be scandalous, and some might even say Karis was in an affair with Skyler. That was one rumour I could not afford. I grabbed a wine glass from a nearby server and clung it down in one go. If looks could kill, Skyler would have fallen dead on the ground. "Xander isn't that Skyler dancing with Karis?" Mum asked me. Her voice startled me because I didn't hear her coming as all my attention was on Karis. ' why does she never smile genuine
(Karis's pov) Never go for a battle unprepared, that was something everyone knew and I definitely didn't come unprepared. I had more than enough evidence to blackmail Christian. When Lavender informed me this morning about the meeting, I knew he had finally decided to sell the company, so I diligently prepared. It was comical how his beloved daughter was missing, and all he thought about at the moment was how to make a profit. His jaw clenched and he seemed to have grown a few more grey hair. I signalled Lavender, and they brought out some interesting pictures that made his blood pressure spike. Father started coughing seriously and accidentally knocked off a glass cup to the floor. "I don't have all day, so please tell me if you are taking the offer or not. I know you don't want to liquidate." I pushed his buttons further not really bothered by the fact he was coughing his heart out. Dad is meant to be in perfect health so I was sure this was a play to get my pit
(Karis's pov) Last night was etched in my memories. When I tucked Val in bed she asked me if we could truly stay together. I didn't give her an answer knowing it would break her heart. When did Xander get so close to her that he held such a spot? My brows furrowed, and my eyes opened as I glanced to the side drawer where my phone was ringing from. The first thing that caught my attention was the bouquet of fresh roses kept there. It was a different bouquet from yesterday with a small note. I sluggishly sat up to pick up my phone, and the note that read. ' even under the stars, your glow isn't overshadowed. The moon was beautiful. Isn't it?' Oh my God, Xander should give me a break. The moon is beautiful. Isn't it? Was the same as I love you in a Japanese poetic way. Staying close to him is a big risk. The ringing sound of my phone finally drew back my attention. My brows furrowed to see it was Lavender. "Good morning ma'am ..." she greeted me. "Good morni
(Karis's pov) This wasn't how I planned Christmas to be; walking through the door, I immediately spotted Vance and Val playing around. It was a beautiful sight but not as stunning as the full windows display. The part of the roof to the walls was made of glass, and it felt like I was under the sky. It was way different from the last time I was here with Xander. "It's beautiful," I muttered impressed by the stylish decor. I didn't even want to leave here anymore. "I know, it was meant to be your birthday present before things went south. It's four years overdue now." I heard Xander's voice from behind me as he moved to stand by my side. He just kept on trying to infiltrate my boundaries but it would take more than sweet words to mend a broken heart. First I wanted to find the truth about everything. "A fancy pretty cage. Stop talking, sweet words. It feels weird coming from a devil like you." I retorted my gaze going back to Val and Vance. I wondered which other mat
(Xander's pov) It was surprising that Benji was able to get information on the hospital in less than 24 hours. It was pretty assuring how reliable he was. "That's not news; the issue was how they were able to steal the baby," I asked Benji, although I had a good idea. The most possible situation was that Karis was drugged and her memories are hazy about what happened in the labour room. She gave birth to twins but couldn't remember. "The doctor that helped her deliver was found dead this morning. He was assassinated, but from his personal files, I was able to dig up information about how he swapped her medication records during the scan, and originally, they didn't know it was twins because Val was blocking Vance. So the plan then was to give Karis a dead child but it turned out to be twins." The more Benji explained the angrier I got. My fist clenched until my knuckles were white. Emma was rescued yesterday, and a few minutes later, the doctor was found dead.
(Xander's pov) Her hands were wrapped around my shoulders as she straddled my back; at times, I wished I knew what was going through her head. Karis went silent; deep down, I had a feeling that she was probably thinking about running off again. She loved to run, and I do love to chase, but at times, I wished she would stop running from me. I know what happened between Emma and me really fucked up things between us but there was something more than always stood as a barrier between us. I only hope with time I can melt the ice that surrounded her heart. This morning, I was woken up by the twins, Val and Vance, demanding an explanation about everything that happened. Of course, there was only so little I could say to 4 years old, but it seemed my words worked because they were playing little matchmakers. I was glad I got to be close to Val before knowing she was mine it made things easier. The only one I had to win over was Karis for her to open up her heart for the h
(Karis's pov) It feels like I was set up because why was it taking so long to get a butler. "Because you are the devil I hate." I retorted. It was dangerous to stay in the same space as him. "Xander, please, you are invading my personal space..." I want to tell him to let go; I wasn't comfortable in my ex-husband's arms with him holding me this close to him. I felt his heartbeat and his breath was trickling on my skin. His hoarse voice cut me off, a very bad personality trait of his. He never let me finish talking and it was very annoying. "I love your personal space since, unfortunately, I am the devil that loves your sin. I love the sin you committed to having fallen in love with me and gotten married. I will say it a thousand times, Karis: no matter how you run, my arm is the place that will welcome you in the end." My heart skipped a beat; ever since I met Xander again, he felt like a different person. The Xander I knew was not expressive of his feelings b
(Karis's pov) I jolted awake when a mischievous fireball jumped on me, "What's happening!!" I screamed with my heart racing. The next thing I heard was a childish laugh. Valeria was on the duvet laughing at me. It wasn't how I expected to be woken up but it was refreshing to see she was in a good mood. "Merry Christmas, mummy; wake up. It is already 10, and you have been sleeping for so long." she chimed excitedly. "Merry Christmas Angel," I replied with a small smile on my cheeks. "How was your night?" I asked her, stretching out my hands. Oddly, I slept like a baby last night. My insomnia didn't come at me. I slept so long. "It was fine. There is someone I want you to meet." She chimed, then got off the bed, running outside the room. It seemed like she was urging someone to come in. "There is no need to be scared. She isn't scary." I heard Val's little voice. I kind of had an idea of who it was and it only made me nervous. My hands clutched the duvet as I waited. Fin
(Karis's pov) I felt something lightly graze my face, my brows furrowed, but I refused to open my eyes. "Val, let me sleep. It's still early," I mumbled but she was being mischievous today. I felt her press her lips against my forehead then a chuckle rang out. It was magnetic with a deep baritone. That could not be Val's laugh. My eyes popped open and met a pair of grey eyes. "Wake up, we have arrived," he said in a soothing tone. My head was still hazy, and I seemed to be drunk with sleep as I slowly tried to process why Xander was in front of me with Val sleeping in my arms and we were in a car, but it wasn't the car I was using. From the familiar air freshener, I could recognize it was Xander's car. "Where am I?" I asked, trying to sit upright; Xander opened the door and then took sleepy Val from my hand; she quickly cuddled up in his embrace with her head resting on his shoulders. "The De Marco estate," Xander answered; my brows furrowed, and the sleep flew from my
(Karis's pov) Fuck call me dumb because how the fuck did I get myself in this situation. Xander should not be in my life, my house or on my bed, as a matter of fact, but here I was under him in this inappropriate position. He had me trapped with no means of escape. "This is inappropriate; Skyler would not like the fact of us being this close," I wanted to use Skyler as an excuse; my words went back to my throat when I felt a sharp pain in my neck. That abominable man bit me. I had fucked up and let the devil inside. "Mention Skyler one more time and you will be moaning under me all night. Don't push me, or I will keep on evading your boundaries. The only thing I can promise is that I won't hurt." Xander's voice was so smooth and low the tone was bounding me to listen but I had to be strong. "You are already disrespecting me and my boundaries. If you continue acting like this it will only make things worse. Get me out, and let's talk like sensible adults." I struggl