(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 will show you who you belong to," I said through my gritted teeth. She was pissing me off, I still could not get the image of how she was smiling and giggling at that snake Skyler right in our wedding reception.
Even after Skyler declared his intentions for snatching her away she didn't bat an at him. One thing I hated was when those who didn't keep their hands to themselves touched what was mine. Skyler knew exactly the type of person I was, and that was why he kept on pushing, wanting me to show Karis my true self.
"Xander I don't belong to you. I am my own person; this marriage means nothing, and you know that yourself." Her cute voice declared, trying to be brave. The more she defiantly she act the stronger my urge to domesticate her.
"This marriage does not mean anything." This had to be the biggest joke. What was her game? Did she think that running away from me would make me fall for her? I don't know what's up but this was very intriguing.
I leaned towards her ears, which were turning red; I could feel her shiver when my breath fanned over her delicate fair skin, which I just wanted to brand all over, remembering how that dog Skyler had the nerve to kiss her hand.
"If you don't belong to me, will I be able to do what I am about to do," I said whispering gently to her ears. Her eyes shot up and before she could open that mouth of hers that was itching to challenge me, I captured them again.
The taste of her lips was something I was already getting addicted to. I wanted to devour every inch of her mouth. Her hands were drumming against my chest, which was annoying, so I caught them pinning them against her head.
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She could not lie. She was enjoying the kiss because I felt her melt under me when my tongue sneaked into her mouth to tangle with her rebellious tongue; a cute moan escaped her lips that drove me nuts. Her back arched, leaning closer to me, losing herself in the moment.
I left her lips, making her eyes shoot at me, protesting; a short chuckle left my lips, enjoying how cute she was acting. I didn't leave her hanging for long because my lips started going down to her cleavage with my hands sneaking under her dress. She was so completely lost in the pleasure that she didn't even have the guts to stop me.
"What did you say about not being mine?" I smirked at her staring directly into her hazel eyes. She glared at me, but soon, her face opened with a beautiful smile that got me lost in her gaze.
"Just kissing me is not enough to declare ownership Xander. You have to show me what you can do that will make me never think of anyone else like Skyler for example." Her voice was taunting me. She wanted to piss me off because that was the only reason she kept on calling Skyler, knowing fully well I hated his guts. I was pissed off and turned on at the same time. My dick was already throbbing, wanting to be freed.
"Don't worry I will show you what I can do. We have the entire night." Since she wanted to play a game I will gladly play with her to show her who the hell she was eager to get married to. Her petite frame underneath me was calling to me, I was already thinking of a hundred ways to get her off that dress. It was a beautiful dress but I rather see her without it.
"How about we get you out of this dress? We would not want to ruin your wedding dress. I am sure your peaches are begging to be freed, I know you also want to know what it feels like for them to be in my mouth." Her cheeks turned red, and she tried to look away, not like I would let her do that. She muttered something inaudible for me to hear, I knew it was a cuss.
She swallowed hard before flashing a teasing smile at me. God, she always looks heavenly when she smiles."That sounds interesting, but I rather not." She paused then added.
"I want nothing to do with that little brother of yours. If you want a whore to fuck go meet your lover Xander." I was stunned. Which lover was she talking about? Karis took advantage of the moment and broke off my hold. Her hands wrapped around my neck with her face just an inch away. "I am not Emma who is ready to throw herself at you even though you are married or engaged." She gave me a taunting smirk.
I could not understand what brought Emma into the conversation. Was she still bothered by what Emma did at the reception? But I had already fixed that when I warned Emma to stay away from Karis. Emma burst into tears, unable to stand my cold tone; It was silly of her to think she could ruin the wedding by trying to out-dress Karis.
"What are you talking about?" I was genuinely confused about where this was coming from.
"Stop pretending like you don't know what I am talking about. I know Emma is your lover but I am fine with it." Karis shrugged unwrapping her hands from my neck. My jaw clenched, it was getting hard to keep listening to her rambling about rubbish.
"Karis, can you just stop? Where is this all coming from?" Karis clicked her tongue, irritated, then pushed me away.
"Can we just stop pretending Xander? I know you don't like me and you were forced to get into this marriage due to a promise our parents made." Her eyes were staring sharply at me, there was this intense hate in her gaze that stunned me. Karis could never hate me; she had a long-time crush on me.
"What's wrong if it is an arranged marriage? Even though it was not me or you, due to our families, we would have still ended up in one." I scoffed at her, she was visibly pissed at my words. I could see her clenched her fist by her side. Her eyes were shooting daggers at my heart tearing me apart. It was hard to believe she genuinely hated me it was beyond my imagination.
My Adam's apple gobbled up as her gaze got more suffocating. "You are the one that is pretending, Karis. Were you not the one who swore to marry me? Why are you talking about this being an arranged marriage and mentioning your sister Emma?" I needed an explanation for this sudden change because I might lose it if this goes on.
"Yes, I once loved you with my all but that was in the past when I was blind and foolish not to know how much you hate me. We don't have to force ourselves anymore. Let's have an open marriage." I froze hearing her mention an open marriage. What did she take me for? That was not enough because she kept on taking it.
"I am fine with you keeping a lover, you can stay with Emma and have children with her. All I ask is that we have an open marriage until we can process our divorce after two months when the marriage restrictions allow us to separate." Karis said she didn't even bat an eye when she went on about having an open marriage and divorcing me after two months when the law allowed us.
"Did you hit your head on something? Do you expect me to accept that?" I scoffed at her delusion. My eyes went cold like an iceberg, unable to accept it.
"I am sane and mean everything I am saying. I don't love you anymore and I am sorry you were forced to marry someone you hate. This is the best thing for us." She still went on rambling not bothered by my cold gaze.
"Why did your feelings suddenly change?" It was a question I needed an answer to; if Karis doesn't give me the answer, honestly, I have no idea what to do.
Karis averted her eyes as if she was feeling guilty. "I love someone else now, and I can't stand you anymore. Since we would be together for two months, our parents' promise will be honoured."
I didn't hear anything else after Karis had the guts to admit she loved someone else after she fervently chased me for years. This was the biggest joke of the century.
(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) "Come in." I managed to say. My voice was a bit raspy from crying all night. Luckily, the maid could hear me. The door creaked open, and a brunette a few years younger than me opened the door. The maid was shocked when she laid her eyes on me with them popping out. "You slept with your wedding dress on!" She gasped with her hands rushing to cover her mouth. She quickly realized her tone was a bit rude and immediately apologized. "I am sorry for the way I spoke. Good morning, Madam De Marco. I am Deborah, and I will be serving you this morning however you want ." Deborah introduced herself slightly bowing. "Did Xander send you to check on me?" I asked Deborah whose eyes subconsciously averted. I scoffed at her reaction. He must have sent her to check if I did anything crazy after last night. "Mr De Marco instructed us to take very good care of Mrs De Marco." She answered, avoiding my question. This was how Xander's staff were even in the past. Now I
(Karis's pov) I tried my best to behave like I was not affected by his words, but my burning ears gave me out. "That sounds like a tempting offer but I think it is presented to the wrong woman." A soft smile graced my lips. I was bringing up Emma again but not directly because no matter how trained and confidential the servants were, it would be unpleasant to have rumours going around about my husband having a lover that was none other than my very own sister. "We will see about that," Xander replied in a flat tone, still not affected by my words. He was different this morning from how he was last night. This was the Xander I knew who cared less about me and exactly what I wanted. "Don't get your hopes high after all, remember what I said as my reason last night." Xander's expression finally cracked a bit. I was talking about the lie I said about being in love with another, it seems that was his bottom line. Xander was a very possessive person from what I remember
(Karis's pov) . I froze when Xander's lips captured mine for a tender kiss different from the domineering ones we shared last night. He was deliberately toying with my feelings and it annoyed me a bit. He gently bit my lips causing me to moan into his mouth as my lips parted and his tongue slipped into my mouth like a thief ready to explore a treasure chest. Xander deepened the kiss and every urge I had to push him away was thrown out of the window. His hand that was holding my chin let go of my face and went down to my lap. It made its way under my a-cut skirt, and immediately at that moment, I regretted why I decided to wear a skirt and made a mental note to wear more trousers. While his lips were glued to my lips, his hand were tracing gently around the curves of my lap. The rascal planned on using every means to make me submit. Suddenly, the image of how he was having wild sex with Emma on our matrimonial bed, banging her like no tomorrow from behind, popped into my head, and
(Karis's pov) A few minutes later a car was already prepared for me to leave. I decided to go with one of Xander's sports cars from his collection. To be honest, I was not a great driver, but driving a sports car wildly was always something on my to-do list. Unfortunately, in my past life, it was a wish I could never fulfil because my husband was not into wild girls. I had tried my best to act as docile as possible then. Now, since I already know what he hates in a woman, I was on a mission to use that information to make those two months a living hell for him. The car's speed and power were very impressive; I was amazed at how fluid it moved and how my driving skills were way better than I imagined. Finally, I arrived at my location. After exceeding my speed limit and crossing some speed limit, a feeling was newly formed inside me like that of a deliquescent. "Karis!!" A familiar voice called out to me waving from a distance. My face immediately softened when I caught
(Karis's pov) It was surprising to run into Skyler so soon. He was someone I never met in my past life, so I didn't know much about him except for a weird reason: Xander hated his guts. 'Is he the owner of this brand?' I wondered looking at the handsome guy with looks comparable to Xander's level. ' Why did our paths never cross in my past life?' My brows furrowed at the unknown in this life called Skyler. "Mr Crest." The sales girl blurted nervously. She started trembling immediately when Skyler appeared. "Where is the manager?" Skyler inquired. His eyes casually glance at the sales girl before falling on me. " The manager is currently with one of our VIP customers." The sales girl answered having cold sweats. Her entire personality seemed to have changed immediately after Skyler appeared. "Oh really, he is serving other clients when his boss is around. That's interesting." Skyler commented with an amused smile before he turned to look at the sales girl, who w
(Karis's pov) "I never want to see the likes of her in this store, or you can kiss your job goodbye." The Manager was shaken by Skyler's threats. From the way he spoke, it was obvious he was not joking. " I will make sure of that." The manager said with all earnestness. He had to make sure to secure his job. Skyler's cold blue eyes averted from the manager then turned towards me. Immediately, his eyes sparkled as a smile graced his lips. It was as if the cold look in his eyes earlier was just an illusion. "I am sorry you had to witness all that Mrs De Marco." He chimed at me. Why was everyone calling me Mrs De Marco as if they were rubbing it on my face? I had a name that was Karis, for crying out loud. "You can just call me Karis." I insisted, pursing my lips to a thin line. That surname reminded me of someone I wanted to forget, which was my husband Xander. "In that case, you and Bertha, can you call me Skyler since we already consider ourselves friends." He
(Karis's pov) Skyler was a daring person, "if you want to snatch me from my husband, you have to work harder because Xander is a very handsome and rich guy, not to forget he is a passionate lover." I played along with Skyler and said brazenly. Everything I said was true even though I had yet to consummate my marriage with Xander in this lifetime. In my past life we had several wild nights, and I remembered how passionate he was in bed. It was hard to believe what Xander said about being disgusted by me because if he was, there was no way he would have passionately made love with me over and over again until my legs went weak at his prowess. "Then I guess I will have to work harder, and I can promise you one thing: if you get into the same bed with me, you will never regret it." Skyler went again to shamelessly talk about having sex with a married woman. If he went along with this, my reputation might be ruined, and I would be known as a cheating wife. "I guess you
(Karis's pov) My tongue clicked after seeing Xander's message. It just reminded me of everything I wanted to forget all over again. I ignored the message. Luckily, I read it from the notification, so there was no read receipt. He should have fun finding me. The wind blew howling across me; it was getting colder here the deeper it got to the night, but I was not ready to head back inside. Then it struck me, Skyler, from what I heard, he was also drugged. How was he able to handle the situation? From my assumption, I doubt Emma was arrested or prosecuted for what happened; she is the perfect princess. I went into Skyler's DM, and from his active status, he was last online 30 minutes ago. Karis: Hey I sent a simple hey that double-ticked, indicating his Internet connection was on. To my surprise, Skyler came online immediately after the message was sent. Skyler: Hi, what do I owe this lovely occasion to that warrants Mrs De Marco to contact me first? I
(Karis's pov) Xander was in his study all day, and I preferred it that way; I was embarrassed and didn't want to face him after last night. Fucking hell, I swore before that I rather died than let him fuck me but that was far from what happened. Although things were not in my control and the drug could be blamed for it, I was the one who shamelessly threw myself at him and insisted we did it instead of going to the hospital. "Bloody hell," I groaned for the hundredth time this evening; I was trying to work on my current designers after sending them to Sapphire, and although she commended my work, there was a particular design that didn't make the cut, so I was working on it. I had a deadline to meet production, but unfortunately, Xander has been in my head all day. ' I wonder if he is thinking of me; get a grip on yourself; Xander probably cares less. Why did this have to happen to me?' My thoughts whined. God, I felt like crying. The annoying part was that I r
(Karis's pov) The window curtains rattled when the cool morning breeze blew into the room making goosebumps that crawled all over my body. ' Why is it so cold this morning? ' I thought as I snuggled closer to a source of warmth under the covers. It was so warm and comfortable, like hugging a teddy, only that this teddy didn't have fur and was enormous. It also felt like naked skin. It felt like I was also naked with my skin pressed against someone's skin. My eyes immediately popped open. It was then it dawned on me that I was snuggling close to Xander and we were both in our birthday suits. Bloody hell what happened last night. My legs were so sore it would be hard to move them. Every muscle in my body ached like it was crushed, which was not far from the truth. I was most likely crushed under Xander, I didn't need a detective to figure out what happened last night. "Darn it, Karis. You fucked up." I muttered to myself. I probably gave in to Xander, and we had s
(Karis's pov) Xander wrapped my legs around his waist and managed to take me out of the car while he was still inside me. He draped his coat over me but this was fucking embarrassing. I was too high on drugs to realize how embarrassing it was because I also didn't want to part with his beautiful dick. He carried me into the mansion. Luckily, we didn't come across anyone. It seemed Sam had informed all the staff to stay clear. We didn't make it to the bedroom as Xander stopped in the sitting room, placing me on a long couch. "It's time we get rid of that dress. It looks lovely on you but you look amazing with nothing on." Xander mentioned as his eyes were undressing me scanning my entire body. It felt like he was tracing his fingers on my curves. He started to move again in me, and the sounds of tearing fabric echoed in the dimly lit sitting room. He tore off my dress, leaving me almost stark naked except for my bra in front of his sharp grey eyes. I was lef
(Karis's pov) I continued torturing Xander the same way he has been torturing me. It was sweet torture and he was growing impatient. His member was too large for me to take in completely, and I was almost gagging my throat. I sucked, bit and twirled my tongue around like I was enjoying a lollipop making sure my actions were slow. Xander groaned and kept on cussing inaudibly for me to hear but it was working. I was driving him to the brink. I pulled away when I felt his member pulsate in my mouth and licked my lips grinning mischievous at me. "Bloody hell." I heard him curse under his breath, and then he grabbed my waist, straddling me around his waist. I had to bend my head for the car to accommodate us. Although it was a large Range Rover there was not much space for us. His hand pulled up my dress and yanked off my panties tearing it to shred. He didn't give me any warning probably lost in the moment and desperate for a release like me. Damn, my body was fuckin
(Karis's pov) Xander went stiff when my hot lips met with his. He was not expecting me to make such a move, and neither was I, but the heat I felt inside was driving me insane. The car was extremely hot despite the air conditioning. He protested, trying to fight my lips, but I didn't let him. I bit his lower lips until they bled to allow my hot tongue to explore his mouth. Just like more aphrodisiac was injected to me the heat increased tremendously as soon as I tasted his mouth. I moaned into his mouth, I didn't care if the driver was being affected or if he could see me through the rear mirror. He better not catch a glimpse because Xander was going to rip his eyes off. Xander exercised every power in him not to return the kiss; I didn't care, though all that mattered was drowning myself in the moment as I ravaged his lips like a starving beast. He forced our lips to part. "We can't be doing this Karis. You are not yourself." He said in between groans that rev
(Karis's pov) There was this indescribable pain in my head. My eyes fluttered open but I found out my environs were dark. The ache in my skull would not stop. I tried to sit up but realized my entire body was limp with no sensation in my limbs, and I was lying on what seemed to be in a car booth. There was incoherent chatter from the back seat. It took a while before I got to remember everything that had happened to me. My heart started beating fast as panic watched over me. I was kidnapped. The body aches all over my body made it hard to concentrate on what they were saying but I could get snippets of the conversation. "Skyler has already been drugged so there is no way he will be able to hold himself back. This is what he gets for trying to send me to prison." I heard a voice very similar to Emma's. There was no way I could mistake her voice for another. "I didn't plan on taking drastic measures like this but Xander changed. If I am not careful he might e
(Xander's pov) The busy party was winding down because it was already getting to the late hours of the night. Benjamin was trying to track Rico's car; I didn't have much hope of that though. By now they must have ditched the car or given Karis to another person. ‘ Why is it that whenever I take my eyes off my little red, she gets into trouble?’ I didn't bother going back to the party but just stayed in the security room relaying instructions to my men. I had already pulled off my jacket and tie, with my sleeves folded and my top buttons undone. Knowing the potential danger Karis was in made me restless. She could be getting raped now or being shipped to God knows where. The door was pushed open, and Ethan came in, but there was no Emma. My grey eyes stormed, and before I could question him on where I was Emma, he answered me. "Miss Reynolds mysteriously disappeared from the party." He informed me, and I slammed my hand on the table, making Ethan flinch back
(Xander's pov) After the last argument I had with Karis, I could not bring myself to return home and face her. I knew what I did was wrong considering how Emma treated Karis. I wanted Emma to pay, but when the decision was between business and Karis, with Mum also on my neck, it was hard to decide. There was something about Karis that I really could not point my finger at that made me drawn to her. I didn't love her but I still could not let go of her. It was a crazy obsession that was eating me. Remembering how I got on my knees to beg her earlier was too absurd even for me to imagine it. After everything I doubt she trusted me. The club music was blaring loudly; after leaving the house, I went back to the office to drown myself in work until it was late at night. Luckily, the boys were hanging out in one of our spots tonight, so I decided to join in. They were having the time of their lives and flirting with some girls who threw themselves at us. Immediat