(Karis's pov) "Don't look her way. It will seem like you feel guilty." Xander muttered to me. My head turned to look at him. He didn't glance at Emma and completely ignored Mr Armani. Did he do it because of me? "Where are the drinks you left to get?" I asked him because he didn't have a single glass. "I gave it to someone else." Xander's reply was short. I wondered why he decided to help me. Was it to keep his image? The banquet was about to start so we went to our table. I beckoned for a waiter to bring me a glass of cocktail. The waiter had already approached us, but he stopped in his tracks. I turned towards Xander with a disapproving frown. He was scaring the Waiter with his sharp gaze. "She won't be having any drinks," Xander said with a stoic expression leaving no room for arguments. The waiter fretted away, leaving us alone. "Why did you do that?" I snapped at him pissed at how he was controlling my life. He was not the boss of me. "You have the al
(Karis's pov) The elevator was cold due to the air conditioning. The atmosphere was thick with tension, and I could feel Xander's desires. This was unlike him. He was so domineering that my knees lost all strength, and I used the wall as support. "I will rather die than let you put your dick in my pussy. My sweet pussy is one thing that will never be yours, Xander." I gathered all my strength to rebuke him. Xander's eyes darkened he was finally pissed off. "You know, earlier in the bathroom room, while I was watching a video of you. I kept on imagining that it was your silky pussy I was ramming into and your lovely voice was moaning loudly and asking me for more.". The more he spoke about his arousal and release, my folds started to get wet. I was also imagining what it was like for him to be riding me, but accepting him was disrespecting me and walking down the same path that led to my death. I pressed my legs together to control the sudden aching need in my core
(Karis's pov) As I gazed upon the sky that was decorated with colours that seemed like a rainbow, only that it was like the colours were dancing, and it was dark. My entire emotions were mixed up. I was lost in my world marvelling at the beauty of nature that I didn't realize when Xander draped his jacket around me. For the first time, I asked myself a silly question: Was there a reason Xander acted like a jerk? This was my mind still subconsciously looking for excuses like I did in my last moments. What I sorted the most was not just to ruin Emma and Xander I wanted to be happy. With that in mind, I need to avoid falling for his smiles and charms. I just had to endure these 2 months, which I am almost halfway through. 5 years, that is how long I sacrificed to be with him; he hurt me and my unborn child. He went as far as not letting me have children. If I hadn't caught him in bed with Emma, what would my life turn to? My hands clenched the famous northern lights
(Karis's pov) I immediately hid the abomination Bertha got as an excuse for a wedding gift before Xander came back in. He didn't mention anything about the negligee, nor would I be able to stand the embarrassment of talking about the topic. We left for the airport soon after and my unpleasant honeymoon ended sooner than expected. Which I was thankful for. **** The loud knocking sounds on the door made me jolt up. My head was hazy because I didn't know when I fell asleep. "Where am I?" I asked myself trying to gather my thoughts. "Ma'am, are you awake?" Someone knocked again and I heard the familiar voice of Deborah. That was when I finally realized I was back home at the De Marco residence. I don't remember a thing about how I got back all I remember was getting to the jet. I was staring blankly at the window maybe I fell asleep then. I slipped out of the bed covers and was hit by another shock. My clothes were changed, Xander must have changed me. Groani
(Karis's pov) I could not get the fact that Antonio was poisoned out my head. Who wanted him dead? The De Marco family had a lot of enemies but I was sensing a greater scheme. "Focus Karis."I tapped my cheeks to snap out of my thoughts. I was going through my designs one last time to check everything was perfect before emailing the sketches to Sapphire. I have been on this like forever. The basic designs were done with just some colouring here and there. This design had to be finished ASAP because tomorrow was going to be a big day; not only was I going to visit My father in law in the hospital, whose condition has been improving although he is still unconscious, but Bertha's surgery was tomorrow too. When I asked that daredevil about the present she gave me, all she did was just laugh it out like it was some type of joke. It's been a month now since I got married to Xander, and we still had a month or less before the divorce. I am even planning on speaking to him
91 (Xander's pov) Speaking of unwanted visitors, that was exactly what knocked on my doorstep today. After Dad's poisoning incident, I started to investigate, of course, not with the police since it was unknown who planned the poisoning incident and if they had influence in the police. Due to the investigation, I informed a couple of old friends, Ivan, Kyle and Benji, due to their influence. We planned to meet up at one of Ivan's clubs to talk things over after Benji arrived in the country, but all of a sudden, these assholes decided to use my home as the meeting point. I was not a good person in quote so none of my friends were considered saints. The last thing I wanted was for them to be close to Karis. The world was too wicked for my naive wife, and at times, I wish I could create a bubble to keep her safe but Karis just wanted to defend herself and kept throwing herself to the devil. I don't know what's the deal she has with Skyler, but one thing for sure, associat
(Xander's pov) My hand was still bleeding but the pain was nothing compared to what I had felt before. The music piece was happy, but for me, all it did was bring back memories of Alessia. Coincidentally, this was also Alessia's favourite piece. Whenever she was free, she would play it over and over again. Then, the piano was placed close to the grand stairs facing the back door. It was after her death it was moved here. I hated the sound of the piano because all it did was bring back memories of guilt. I could never forgive myself for what happened to Alessia, and hearing such fine play was tucking my heart strings, reminding me that if what happened never occurred, Alessia would have been the one playing. "It's Alessia's piece. I thought you got rid of the piano."Ivan muttered it probably brought back memories for him. "I kept it out of sight and reach; that was what I thought." I snarled. My eyes glanced at the pile of cards that had been stained by blood.
(Karis's pov) "I look forward to that, but unfortunately, we have guests to attend to now. The punishment will be later." There was this menacing presence around him that made me scared to my bones. He was terrifying. Xander leaned forward and the aura around him calmed down a bit, but his eyes were still cold. His reaction to me touching the piano was so adverse. Despite the danger that rang around me and how serious Xander was, I was super excited and anticipating what he planned to do. My head was screaming and warning me of the danger but yet my body was intrigued. That was how fucked up Xander made me. "You don't scare me." I spat at him. My eyes were shooting daggers at him. His eyes were still cold despite the fact he was smiling. "If you are not scared, then why are you shaking like a bunny? All you can do is glare at me but it's cool as long as your eyes are on me. You just can't resist looking at me." He was annoying, his level of narcissism was beyond
(Karis's pov) The baby store was a bit busier by the time Kyle suddenly showed up so it was easy for me to leave without him finding me. Fortunately, it was a large shop. By the time I made my way out of the store, it felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. A scarf was wrapped around my head and my face was covered by deep dark shades. I was making my way towards the elevator when the doors to a nearby store opened, and a large entourage came out. It was a bunch of paparazzi flashing cameras at someone in the middle of the chaos. The floor was rowdy and I could get snippets of what they were talking about. Since the exit was blocked, I had no way of leaving thanks to the large crowd. "What is going on here?" I wondered, I glanced backwards at the baby store and the doors opened. My head whipped away immediately. I noticed it was Kyle. He was already out of the shop. What was going on? Since leaving had become a bit difficult, I opted to hide among
(Karis's pov) My mind was spaced as I glanced out the window; the car was driving the streets of Frankfurt, which was known as the financial hub of Germany. It was 8:45 am so traffic was a bit hectic since it was rush hour. Skyler also has some business here, and not so shockingly, Xander, but the chances of us running into each other were very low since this was a sizable city and the second most populous metropolitan German city. There were a lot of things going through my head. The fashion line I did with Skyler and Blue Secret was a hit, and the question was what next. I didn't want to rely on Skyler forever, and the money I transferred out of Xander's account would not sustain me forever. A baby was coming and I had to make sure she was well provided for. "We are here." I heard the driver say. My eyes were drawn from the window to Skyler who was busy on his phone. Recently, he has been super busy with business, which has been growing rapidly. He and Xander have been go
(Karis's pov) These past few months have been a breeze so fleeting that I couldn't believe that I would be meeting her soon. Rubbing my swollen belly a soft smile was etched on my face. My tummy was so big that Skyler and I thought they were twins or triplets but it was just a fat baby girl. I have been eating so much that my baby was already very chubby even in my stomach. I could not wait to hold her in my arms and kiss her cheeks. I wondered if she would look like me or a feminine version of the devil. It was early spring, the snow had melted, and green plants were showing up. I will be having my baby in March. My pregnancy has been a bit challenging but he was by my side all the way. At times, when I think of how supportive Skyler has been, I don't have any idea how to repay him. He was always travelling to and fro to be able to keep up with his business and assist me throughout my pregnancy. Skyler never missed a check-up where the father was meant to be.
(Xander's Pov) Life felt meaningless; Skyler was right; I killed her. After that day, I confronted him, I had investigated what happened the eve of Karis birthday between Emma and I. There were video footages from the hotel showing everything that happened in the hallway. Due to privacy issues there were no cameras in the room but from what I saw from the hallway my life was over. I had willingly followed Emma to the room, but I couldn't understand why I did something so stupid. I had ruined my marriage with my hands and my jealousy was to be blamed. If I hadn't been enraged by jealousy and stayed in the house waiting for Karis to return none of this would have happened. Karis had been at the hotel that morning with Bertha and most likely saw me in with Emma. That was what made her lose it completely. It turned out a friend of Bertha saw Emma and I leaving the club and secretly trailed behind us, that was why everything got revealed. But none of that matter
(Karis's pov)Loud alarm sounds started to ring in my ears. My whole body was in pain, and I kept hearing incoherent voices like they were panicking. "The patient's condition is not stable, her heartbeat is dropping.." someone seemed to have screamed. Is this another dream? They were speaking a strange language which I recognized but was still finding it a bit difficult to translate because my head was killing me My eyes fluttered open, and I could see faces; they had face masks on, and I was being pushed somewhere. My eyes were still blurry, but this sharp pain in my head made it hard to keep it open. A lady who was wearing a different colour of scrubs grabbed my hands, she spoke English to me because she wanted to communicate with me. She probably realized I was awake. "Relax, ma'am, you are going to be fine." She assured me. I wanted to stay awake, but it was hard to stay awake; I wanted to relax like my body was tired. The dream, yes, it was Mother. Maybe if I di
(Karis's pov) Summer, I always loved it not because of the warmth or its beauty but because of my birthday. "Karis, what are you waiting for? Your mother is waiting for you in the garden." I heard someone say and my eyes fluttered open. I was hiding behind the stairs, but what was I doing here? My eyes looked up to see a middle-aged woman dressed in former attire. I immediately recognized her “ Madam Deborah." I altered. "Yes, dear, we can't keep your mum waiting longer." Deborah stretched out her hand for me which I accepted. Deborah was my governess who retired after mum's death what was she doing here? No, rather, what was I doing here? My eyes darted around the room and immediately went wide as I recognized where this was. It was the Reynolds mansion when Mum was still alive; my eyes could spot an old picture of her hanging on the wall. "Dear child, what were you doing there?" I didn't know what I was doing there. My brain could not remember but my lips see
(Xander's Pov) She was dead; no, that was not possible. I watched her sleep last night and she snuggled up to me in her sleep. I could still remember the sheepish smile I had on my face seeing her subconscious actions. The A 587 flight had crashed a few hours after take-off near the coast of Europe. The authorities were still finding the crash site, but it was bleak. The chances of surviving a plane crash were very low, and my mind could not stop wondering what had happened that made Karis so desperate to leave me that she might be dead... That entire day, I didn't get any sleep as I exhausted every resource I had to investigate the plane crash. If not for the fact mum stopped me from travelling, I would have gone myself. She was traumatized by the news of Karis probably dying and had a breakdown worse than mine. Hours ticked by and all I could do was grip her wedding rings as I started to trace everything Karis did this past week.. Benji was already looking in
(Xander's Pov) Smile. That was what Father whispered into my ears when he shook my hand as camera lights flashed on us. I should be happy that the entire De Marco business empire was under my absolute control, but yet there was this hollow feeling in my heart I could not ignore. She left; I don't know why, but after my eyes caught sight of Karis sneaking off when her guards were distracted, it felt like a piece of my heart was taken away. I wanted to go after her or at least warn the guards she was gone, but the annoying paparazzi kept asking annoying questions about Karis's infidelity. Luckily, Ethan sensed my distress, and I was able to send a message to him, but since then, there has been no news from him. Dad and I were still standing in front of the crowd as the camera continued flashing lights at us. I tried my best to smile like my father said I should but my face just couldn't smile. My entire life, my mum taught me how to smile in front of the came
(Karis's pov) The clouds suddenly darkened, and a storm started, just like what happened in my past life; this flight had mistakenly gotten on a different route and ran into a storm that struck it from the skies. It made major headlines and I was crying the entire day in my room because Xander had travelled to Germany that day. I was scared that his jet had gotten involved in the same storm, but luckily, he didn't leave that day again. From outside the window, I could see thick clouds with lightning flashing in them. An ominous feeling was already hanging over my shoulders. The pilot's voice in the intercom tried to assure the passengers that everything was fine, but it was hard to fool people when we could see with our eyes that we were in trouble. "Please try to stay in your seat. Everything will be alright." The air hostess tried to get everyone to relax and stay in their seats. The plane shook again, and my hands clutched the bag as terror struck me. A scream rang from