(Karis's pov) My leg was on Xander's thigh which he was applying ice on to prevent it from swelling. I don't know why he was still bothering to put on this fake appearance of caring about me. It was even more embarrassing, I almost fell for his act, forgetting it was his fault I was in this situation. "You fell in love with a random guy on your wedding day," Xander emphasized every word he said. He was mad, but for whatever reason he had, Xander was restraining himself from unleashing his anger. "Yes, what did you expect Xander? For years, I chased after you. Even though we are married now, you never reciprocated my feelings or even mentioned you love me once." I barked at Xander, thinking back at my sad love story. Xander was taken aback by my outburst, "What else do you want, Karis? You wanted us to get married and I did that. Now you want to go on and on about a divorce." Xander was getting more furious; the chills he was giving me were even more than what I fel
(Karis's pov) He agreed just like that despite how his entire body was against the idea. It stunned me because I had more to say to argue but he easily agreed. Maybe he also wanted the same thing but just wanted to keep a front. "If we are going to have an open marriage, the last thing I want is my mum to find out. No matter what you do, Karis, keep my mother out of it." Xander added which was a bit surprising. "Why do you want to keep her in the dark? She has no idea what her son is like." I scoffed at him folding my hands under my bosom. "It was her dream for us to get together, plus she threatened if things didn't work between us, she would come after me," Xander explained and my fury spiked up. So this was the reason he kept me despite hating me. It was because of his mother. "You have to find a way to fix that because I am not staying with you forever." I snickered; if he didn't find a way to fix whatever the problem was, it was going to be his headache beca
(Karis's pov) Bertha was very energetic after getting some medical attention. "Oh, that vixen was lucky. If not, I would have given her a piece of me," Bertha said lifting her hands like she wanted to throw a punch. I chuckled at her; the sombre atmosphere was lifted and our chuckles and laughs filled the room. "I am sure you would have. Emma is damn lucky she did not get a taste of your fist." Bertha laughed heartily, with a dashing smile on her face. Her blue eyes sparkled which made my heart feel a bit at ease. "How are you feeling now?" I asked her after our laughter had died off. I was sitting by her bedside. "I am fine, it is just my stomach ulcer acting up." Bertha brushed off my concern. She was trying to make me not to worry much. "Are you sure it is just an ulcer? The way you look says it's something worse. When did the symptoms start?" I squinted my eyes at Bertha wondering if she was hiding something from me. "The symptoms are exactly that of an
(Karis's pov) Xander was leaning on his car with a relaxed deposition, he was casually smoking with the smoke dancing around him. He pinched the cigarette between his thumb and index finger, taking a long drag before exhaling slowly. His eyes narrowed at me with his shoulders relaxed, and for an instant, the word slowed to his pace. He was relaxed, giving me a casual smile like what happened earlier in the car never happened. He was not even bothered by the fact Skyler hugged me in front of him. The car park was quiet, and the gentle tapping sounds of my footsteps on the concrete floor stretched throughout the car park, worn out by tyre marks and footsteps. The scent of gasoline and oil stains waffled in the air reminding me of how dangerous Xander smoking here was. I stopped a few steps away from him, my eyes were narrowed at him. "I was not expecting you to wait for me," I mentioned. Xander's eyes were still on me; he was frighteningly calm, just like the calm
(Karis's pov) Xander's audacity never fails to amaze me. The funniest part of everything was that he was not bragging it was the truth. "Because you can afford to buy whatever speeding tickets you get fined with doesn't mean you are free to drive like a maniac, this is not a freaking highway." I bashed back at him; the veins on my forehead were already twitching. "Karis stop nagging like an old granny and relax to enjoy the thrill." Xander chuckled as he overtook another car. The driver didn't like it and was screaming at him. ' God please help me. Why is this grown man behaving like a teenager?' I cried inwards. "I am not a granny but someone who values her life. Do you want me to die of a heart attack?" I barked at him, my chest was already heaving due to my unrestrained anger. "Don't worry about that; I am not a husband who will leave his wife to die on him." He chimed, his eyes were filled with excitement. I scoffed at him, he was the reason I di
(Karis's pov) Luckily, Xander finally listened to me and stopped speeding out the rest way back home. By the time we got back home, the sky was already dark. John welcomed us back; Xander invited John to his study to discuss some matters unknown to me while I went back to the bedroom. I had a hunch they were talking about the fiasco Skyler caused this morning. Xander's meeting with John took longer than expected; I later found out his assistant was called over, and they were discussing something very important. I didn't bother myself to know about whatever they were talking about because it had nothing to do with me. For the first time in forever, I enjoyed a peaceful meal without Xander. After dinner, I went to get ready for the night and started to sketch down some jewellery designs inspirations I got from the Blue's Secret fashion show, but it was hard to concentrate because my mind kept on thinking about Bertha's condition. "Ahhhh," a groan left my lips as I pulled
(Karis's pov) That night Xander didn't return to the room until I fell asleep. He worked the entire night. I was sleeping comfortably snuggling on a pillow. It was so comfortable but it was warm and not fuzzy. I snuggled closer into a tight cuddle to enjoy the warm feeling. It was one of the best sleep I had, but the faint rays of the sun had to interrupt this perfect sleep. ' Why does this pillow feel a bit hard?' I asked myself, confused while I was half asleep. Warm breath fanned across my face and my eyes immediately popped out to see the comfy pillow I was snuggling all night was a grown man. I jerked off from the bed falling with my butt on the floor. When did Xander get back to the room? How did I end up hugging him in my sleep? The loud sound of me falling off the bed woke Xander up, and he slowly sat up on the bed, resting his back on the bed headrest. "Why the hell do you have to be so loud in the morning?" He cussed rubbing his forehead. He looked
(Karis's pov) "Ahhhhh," I yelped trying to scout away from Xander. To say I was embarrassed is an understatement. "Xander, for goodness sake, try to be loud when you walk." I made up an excuse for what happened. His hand was still in my hair. Xander bent down to my level with a smirk on his face. "There is no need to be shy trust me you will love the feeling of my dick in your mouth." He teased me. My jaw dropped at his unfiltered words; after recovering from the shock, I waved off his hand. "I will never want your dick in my mouth Xander." I scoffed at him. "We would see about that." He smiled at me before getting up, and then he headed to the walk-in closet. My eyes subconsciously followed him. If Xander had turned back he would have caught me drooling. Why was heaven unfair? Xander was the Pinnacle of perfection when it comes to looks and wealth. It was not hard to see why other girls fell effortlessly for him. Xander pulled off the towel exposing his butt from
(Karis's pov) Today was a long day. I had several calls coming in, and a lot was generally happening, not to forget the fact I was all over the media. Honestly, everything was draining, and it was more than I had bargained for. "Maybe you should just take a break, and if you need my help, don't hesitate." I heard Skyler say over the phone. I just finished a quick Zoom meeting and was about to leave home for my lunch appointment with Mr Santos. Skyler called in to check up on me which was very thoughtful of him to do."I will take a break. There is no need to worry much, and if I need your help, I will contact you." I replied, knowing fully well I would only resort to asking for his help as a last card. I didn't want to depend on others to achieve my goals, and Skyler had already done more than enough for me, so asking him for more help didn't go well with me. "You promise to ask for my help." He mentioned that his Baritone voice sounded soothing to my ears.
(Karis's pov) The Reynolds family held 50 percent deciding power, meaning if all the other shareholders were against the idea, then the decision would be bounced off the table. "First of all, we have to make something clear here. Only shareholders can make a decision." I mentioned that plunged Emma and Dad into deeper confusion. I cleared my throat, and then my eyes darted among the shareholders. "Gentlemen, you can now leave. Thank you for your time," I mentioned. Then, to Emma's shock, almost every shareholder got on their feet and nodded at me before they left the room. "What's going on shareholders can't leave in the middle of a meeting?" Emma asked confused. There were just 4 people left in the room: Dad, Emma, me and Mr Floyd, who refused to sell his shares. "Isn't it crystal clear to you already?" I asked Emma, who was still confused, but I think Dad got the message because he released a frustrated sigh. "You bought off all their shares." Dad sighed
(Karis's pov) Miranda was seething in anger; if looks could kill, I would have been dead by now. "Karis, please let your mother sit down. She is rather old," Christian said with a very calm voice. I Arched my brow at him, then pouted my lips pretending like I was considering when my real intention was just to have fun with my family. "Since Miranda had to sit down due to her age, why didn't Emma give up her seat? After all, she is the youngest here and Miranda's daughter."I suggested which was very reasonable. But for some unknown reason, Emma didn't like the idea of giving up her seat for her mother. Her face twisted in ways I never knew it could with her eyes throwing daggers at me. Christian reached out to massage the space between his brows because this argument was not going anywhere. It's not my fault he has a problematic family and a daughter who cares less about her mother. "In my opinion, you shouldnbe the one to leave here; you have never been to a st
(Karis's pov) Looking at the amount of paperwork in front of me I could not help but cuss who I rather not say his name. That overgrown baby that decided to make my life a living hell. Xander De Marco got to be kidding me. I thought I was ready to face him and go head-on-head with him, but I had underestimated my ex-husband. "I will talk to the CEO as soon as possible," I said on a final before hanging up the phone call with one of my managers. After having a long night, I had secretly cried in my bed where Valeria and Skyler could not see me because, for a weird reason, my heart hurt after seeing the look in Xander's eyes last night. That bastard was still affecting my emotions. Why did it feel like I was hurting him when he was the one that broke me? That bastard knew how to mess with my head but a moment of weakness was not going to stop me from having my sweet revenge. I had waited 4 long years for this. I would make them regret ever messing with me in
(Xander's pov) The car engine was roaring as it sped through the night. My hand held the steering wheel so tightly that it turned white while my legs were on the accelerator. I loved to race but it was a long time ago. The screeching sounds of tyres with the scent of gasoline and worn-out rubber on the racing track were etched on my memories. After racing on a private road for a couple of hours I went home. Tonight I needed to be by myself to get my thoughts together. As much as seeing her alive made me happy, the question on my mind was still how because I didn't want to accept her death. It made everyone think I was delusional, and they kept on singing it to my ears. Karis is dead, but she was standing in front of us, acting all sassy. I slammed the car door as I alighted, and then my gaze trailed around the main entrance of the estate, which already had light flakes of snow. It was a perfect night for winter to appear. Rage, disappointment, guilt, anger
(Emma's pov) The engagement was called off and I doubt Xander would continue with the plans because she chose to appear today. Everything is always about Karis. What's so good about her? She is just a country bumpkin. So what if she is a talented designer? I am also smart. After all, Dad would be giving the company to me. Xander left and he didn't care if I was watching him the entire time. What am I even thinking he never cared about me from the start. A dry laugh left my lips as I stood and watched them leave. It seemed like they were the main characters and I was the extra side character. I heard the fast-clicking sounds of heels coming my way, followed by Mum's voice. "How didn't you know she was still alive?" Mum asked me as soon as she was close enough she held my hands. It wasn't everything I could tell mum there were some secrets I kept too. She was trembling, and it seemed like she was affected by the news of Karis showing up more than I was. "Am
Third pov/Author's Pov His embrace was warm, exactly how she remembered it, with his cologne entering her nostrils. Karis remembered days she wished he held her like this but he never did. "Xander, please let go of me; your hold is too tight." She calmly said. Xander was lost in reverie, reliving his biggest fantasy of holding his dead wife in his arms, and couldn't control his strength. "I am sorry. I want to hold you a bit longer." He apologized, reluctant to let go. He was scared if he did, this would be the last time he might hold her like this. "Let go, Xander; your touch makes my skin crawl. My fiance would misunderstand if he saw us like this. " Karis lied and Xander froze. She needed him to let go before her pent-up emotions poured out. He was the biggest obstacle she had to overcome. Xander gritted his teeth after hearing Karis's words. Skyler was no longer her lover but her fiance. This had changed. She was not his little red anymore. "It hurts whe
(Xander's pov) The last thing I wanted was to get married to Emma or anyone else. Marriage was sacred, and I just could not see myself getting married ever again, but I just had to for Vance. After a lot of deliberations, I came up with a simple solution. To have a contract marriage, Emma could be my partner in the public eye and have the benefits that come with it, but the one promise I made to her was that we could never be anything except a show. She was to stay in another property and far away from me; that way, Vance would be protected, and Emma didn't have to always be in my face. "That's enough alcohol, Xander. If you drink further you might get drunk." I heard Mum's sharp voice from the door. Her nagging was getting under my skin lately. She was acting like I was a teenager, which caused her constant issues because I changed a bit. The Zed she was scared of was far more terrifying than the Xander now. I was just a tired guy. "This is my first glass, and I h
(Karis's pov) "Karis dear, what are you talking about? Are you saying that you have been with Skyler all this while?" I heard a pretentious voice gasp from behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know it was Miranda. She was trying to paint me as the woman who left her husband for a lover, but then again, they forgot Xander and I were already divorced. "Yes, mother. I am sorry I had to crash such an important event to announce our engagement. Since Emma is getting engaged today I decided why not bring it up today. The more the merrier." I chimed with a sweet smile at Miranda as I held onto Skyler closely. Xander was still stunned by everything and took his precious time to process what I was saying. "But what about you and Xander? We thought you were dead." Father asked this time around; his eyes were wary, and he had a couple of emotions that I could not understand at the moment. Maybe he was shocked his dead daughter was not dead or the fact I had destroyed hi