(Karis's pov) There was a little devil on my shoulders telling me to push him as badly as I could. I wanted him to suffer. Xander was very competitive. He didn't care about my feelings but just did not want me to care about anyone else. He was just fucking selfish. The dimly lit room was filled with tension. Xander was about to explode at any moment. Although I knew Xander was not the type to hit me or punish me physically, there were ways he had to make me regret whatever silly things I was bravely saying. "Did he touch you? You let someone other than me touch you." He said with a deadly calm voice. My heart beat spiked at his unnatural tone. The calmer he was, the more nuts that were missing from his head. I tried to pry his hand from my waist but they were like firm claws holding me in place on his chest. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears while the devil-cold aura at my back was going amok. Xander spun me to look at him, his eyes keenly observing mine. There were no emot
(Karis's pov). Things were getting heated up as the sexy man who I got married to, was sinfully giving me a bath to wash away my lover's touch. If I knew he was this crazy maybe I would not have let Skyler hug me. He took his time to wash me clean until I felt his hands touch the thin fabric protecting my innermost part. My heart was already beating erratically in my chest, spiked up. He deliberately played with the linen of my lacy panties just to tease me before his hands went down my lap. Forget it he was just using this as an excuse to touch me. This horny bastard was very smart. My eyes could catch sight of the apparent bulge being restrained on his trousers. He turned his attention to my hair, pouring shampoo on my hair, which he started to massage. His actions made me wonder if my imaginary lover could leave his mark on my thick chestnut hair. Xander suddenly stopped with his eyes zeroed at a spot in my body. "You let him touch you with his lips," Xander sai
(Karis's pov) I didn't know what else to do but cry at my pathetic self. Xander stopped, and the funniest thing was that a part of me didn't want him to stop the part of me that was drawn to him so badly; no matter how I sang it like an anthem, he was my biggest enemy and poison, a part of me never agreed. He was truly the only man I loved in my entire life. That was why I completely lost it when he betrayed me. His eyes suddenly softened and he took a step back. "You can't bear me touching you, but you let him make you feel good, and yet you mention Emma every single time." He sounded hurt and it tore me. Why was I feeling hurt because of his hurt gaze? I gritted my teeth and clenched my fingers into a fist. "I hate you with every fibre in my body." I spat at him and he looked stunned but not agitated. He was not angry when I said I hated him. Instead, this heartless bastard smiled. He gave me a dazzling smile. Xander had truly lost his marbles. "Go ahead and say
(Karis's PoV)After leaving the bathroom I had to instruct the servants to arrange bath products for me to use in another bathroom. Everything was arranged and brought to me to use in the bathroom of a nearby vacant room. Then the idea struck me, ' what if I ask about sleeping in another room?' I thought, because sharing a room with Xander was going to be a serious issue.Not only could I not stand him, but there was a strong chance that if we slept on the same bed, my rebellious body that subconsciously craved his touch would betray me. The problem was not just my body but Xander, he was something else when it came to seduction. Every fibre of his body was made in a way that it drew any sane straight woman to him. That's just how gorgeous my husband was, and I was not an exception to his charms."The bathroom has been prepared." I heard Deborah inform me breaking my line of thoughts. She was the same maid that woke me up in the morning."That's perfect." I chimed at her, g
(Karis's pov)My throat went dry hearing Xander's words that set something in me a blaze. Weirdly, why was I excited by the thought of him punishing me? 'Get your thoughts together!' I snapped at myself to straighten up my crazy thoughts because why the hell was I feeling excited at the thought of getting punished?It seemed like I was discovering a part of me that I had no idea about because of this strange Xander in front of me. Was he behaving this way because I changed and was pushing him to the edge? He probably could not handle the fact that things were not going according to his wishes."Don't tell me you want to hit me." I sneered at him then to my greatest shock Xander smiled at me. It was a dark smile that sent chills down my spine. He bent down to the bed to crawl towards me, stopping just an inch away from me. I could feel his warm, fresh, minty breath on my face; he had just brushed his teeth."I had something else in mind, but now I think about it, hitting you doesn't so
(Karis's pov). The next morning I woke up from sleep and found the room empty. The other side was cold proving Xander never came back to bed last night. I glanced at the clock to check the time and found out it was already 9 am. I had overslept; it was Sunday morning. If my memory served me right, Xander had an event to attend in the late hours of today. I slipped out of bed and dragged my feet to the bathroom, yawning and stretching. My eyes were still sleepy despite sleeping for so long. I pushed the door open with my eyes half closed. I was very familiar with the room layout out so I knew how to get to the sink. My body suddenly hit something that made me stumble a few steps. I yelped, falling on the floor, but the fall I expected never happened because I was suddenly grabbed by the waist and pulled against the same thing that hit me. The familiar scent I have known forever hit my nose, and my eyes went wide to realize that my body was pressed against a bare
(Karis's pov) My mood that was already bitter, immediately dived down, seeing Emma smiling graciously near Xander. It brought back bad memories I never want to relive, but then again, I should not care if Xander is with her because, as far as I am concerned, this marriage is as good as over. "Good morning Emma. I was not expecting you to join us for breakfast." I chimed at Emma making my way to the table with a soft smile. I had to show them that none of what they are doing affects them in the least way. "I decided to visit you. I have been missing your presence at home." Emma replied, but her attention was glued to Xander, who was enjoying a cup of coffee. She misses Xander and definitely not me unless she got bored since there was no one for her to bully and call a country bumpkin. "You should have informed me ahead of time." I took a seat opposite Xander which was the farthest from him. It was a circular table so this had to do. Emma was seated at Xander's side
(Karis's pov) My heels clicked against the tiled floor; after leaving the garden, I stormed off to the grand stairs. No matter what I said or how I pretended not to have been affected by anything, it still enrages me to see how pretentious Emma was. The door slammed shut immediately after I entered my room; it was difficult to control my irrationality and now the poor door had become an outlet for my anger. My dress was completely ruined by Emma, and Xander didn't even comment and just let his lover wipe the corners of his lips. What was that all about? Were they trying to show off their love in front of me? That's just disgusting. A knock on the door distracted me and I moved towards the door to see who it was. Peeking out through the slightly ajar space I saw Deborah patiently waiting for me. "Good morning ma'am. I want to know if you prefer breakfast to be brought to your room or eaten in the dining area. I thought you might change your mind." Deborah blu
(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
(Karis's pov) My hands on the large box were clammy with cold sweats around it. Xander's office was large and beautiful but I cared less about the intricacy of the interior decorations and focused on my mission. My eyes darted around the large space until I spotted a small sitting area like a lounge and walked towards it. I placed the box on the coffee table. A sharp inhale entered my lips as I uncovered the box to make sure the cake was still in place. A weak smile graced my lips, seeing that the letters were still there. The words read, "Happy divorce Dear Ex husband." There was a wine in it for Xander to celebrate with. I checked my bag to pull out the document he signed yesterday. They were the transfer documents for the vineyard, which I mixed the divorce documents with. Xander had no idea he willingly signed our divorce. Even if it was not yet two months, by the time the document would be processed completely, the time frame would be complete. Th
(Karis's pov) If you want something done you have to plan meticulously. Today was the day Xander was going to be addressing the public in a press conference announcing his new official role as the chairman and president of the De Marco group. As his wife, I was meant to accompany him there, but I would rather not go anywhere with Xander, especially where he would be with his lover. By the time it was morning, he was nowhere to be found in the villa. I guessed he was super busy, which made things better for me. When John asked if I would be attending the event, I made an excuse that my body wasn't feeling so well, and I rather skip it out, which he understood. From the moment I saw Xander in bed with Emma, I knew this was going to happen, and nothing was holding me back. It has been exactly two days now and it was time to leave my hell. That was why I acted nice around him so that his guard would be down. I knew he would not miss me while I was gone. Th
(Karis's pov) The next day, Xander was out of the room before dawn; John said he had an important business meeting to attend. From my knowledge, it was an important stakeholders meeting. Antonio De Marco was going to hold a vote about giving Xander complete control over the business as his successor. Although Anthonio has recovered, his health is not at its peak anymore, so there is no need to stress himself with business when he has a genius like Xander. This morning, I decided to have breakfast in the garden, hoping it would help with the emptiness I felt deep inside, but despite my love for flowers today, I didn't feel anything when gazing at them. Because of the rain last night, the flowers were wet and the soil muddy, making the scent of the pollen mixed with the damp soil. "Mrs De Marco," I heard someone call out my name, I glanced over to the source of the voice. My eyes went wide with a faint smile hanging on my lips. "Hey Ethan," I softly replied, see
(Karis's pov) I spent the whole day wandering around town, loathing the thoughts of returning to that house. My butcher house with Xander being ready to send me to the guillotine whenever he pleased. I wondered how the hell I was going to fulfil the plan I had in mind. With how smart Xander was, he was hard to fool because he could see through anyone except his dear lover Emma. I wondered how their night went. Did he make her scream his name over and over again like he did to me? Does he call her by an annoying nickname? ' Stop thinking about irrelevant things.' I shrugged the thoughts off. It was close to night; the sky was dark, with heavy clouds blocking the warm rays of the sun setting on the horizon. It seemed like there would be a heavy downpour in town despite it being Summer. I took in a deep breath, inhaling the cool evening breeze mixed with moisture. Immediately, I alighted from the Uber. My hand was gripping my bag tightly as my entire nerves were
(Xander's pov) The room was in an awkward mood; Karis could not believe my words even though I was in belief. I was a very sexually active person and this was the first time I could not get it up. And Karis could effortlessly turn me on but today was just strange. No matter how badly I wanted to fulfill Karis's every wish and make her feel good in ways she could never imagine; if my body was not cooperating, I just couldn't. Something was weird from seeing the imposter to Karis. My head was hazy, and I was dead drunk, but that was weird because I didn't drink up to what would normally make me drunk. How did I leave the VIP section and get on the dance floor? There were so many questions running through my head.? My thoughts were drawn back to Karis. My words hurt deeply her. She bit her lower lip between her teeth with her doe hazel eyes bidding with tears. "What do you mean by not in the mood? Don't you want me anymore?" She cried, I felt bad for hurting her but
(Xander's pov) The car pulled over at the Sheraton hotel instead of driving straight home for the estate. When I asked Karis why we were taking a detour she said it was because of how late it was that it would not be safe to drive so far away. It was understandable, but she should have just called Sam or even John to come pick us up. Most importantly, why did she leave the estate without her bodyguards? "We are here, I have already booked a room." She chimed excitedly. Her excitement sent chills through my spine. Regardless of how strange everything was and my warning bells ringing over and over in my head, I still followed her bed. I would never say no to my little red. The lift to our intended floor was quiet, Karis held my arm tightly and kept on smiling brightly as she glanced at me from time to time until the doors slid open. The hallway was eerily quiet because of how late it was. The only footsteps echoing were our footsteps. Karis arrived at a door, 1467; something ab
(Xander's Pov) My head was aching so badly it felt like splitting apart. What the hell happened? I never get hangovers when I drank my ass off in the past. The sound of light footsteps caught my attention but my head was killing me too much to open my eyes and see who. If I had bothered seeing who it was, that would have saved me a lot of trouble. I felt someone clinging to me, so I naturally thought it was my little red, but something about this stop felt off. This place didn't smell like home or my little red. I also could not remember how I got home. My brows furrowed as I slowly opened my eyes despite the horrible headache that was killing me. ' Where am I?' Those were the first questions on my mind because I didn't recall where I was or how the hell I got here. A bad feeling took over my gut as my heartbeat dropped to my stomach, and my eyes slowly travelled to my waist, where someone was clinging to me. Strawberry blonde hair, you got to be fucking
(Karis's pov) I cried in Bertha's arms until we got to the ground floor. No questions were asked, she just let me pour out my heart. Why did it hurt so much when I expected it? "Everything will be alright." She tried to assure me even though we both knew that would never be the case. Earlier, I left the estate in Betty's car, so she was the one driving while my eyes were on the window, just watching the image of our environs blur away as we drove past them. "So what next? Are you heading back to the De Marco estate?" Bertha asked me, her gaze was on the road as she drove. I did not even care where she was driving to and let her just drive me away from that hotel. Since she didn't get a reply, she continued talking. "You can stay with me if you can't face him again. My family villa is large enough for the both of us." She was indeed disturbed by my eerie silence. "Drop me off at the Crest Towel. " I mentioned not taking my eyes away from the window. There was a hole in my he