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Guys, I seriously don't know what's happening with my chapters why are they uploaded double.. god I feel so horrible :(( this is not fair to my readers... I was facing this problem from start.. please don't think I'm doing this purposely... I feel like crying...I will try to solve this problem as soon as possible... And i promise I'll give you 2 free chapters..and I'm really sorry..i hope you'll will understand (╯︵╰,)
Xavier entered his penthouse. Quickly, he removed his necktie which was suffocating him since he wore it this morning, followed by his blazer. He undid three buttons of his shirt before flopping directly onto his bed. He heaved a long, deep and tired sigh with closed eyes. He was tired indeed. Few minutes had passed by. Was he asleep? Maybe, maybe not. Xavier sighed once again before opening his eyes which directly met the white ceiling of his million-dollar house. He ruffled his hair before he planted his feet onto the ground. His feet padded into the bathroom. Discarding every clothing he wore, he steps in and took a shower. It calmed him down. The water was not that cold but it eases his tensed muscles, his tired back and his raging thoughts. After showering, he settled with a pair of white t-shirt and sweatpants. Forgetting to eat, he flops back to his bed, despera
Krystal pov:It was silent, so eerily silent. Jenny has her mouth sealed but her eyes were piercing at me. If only eyes could kill, I'd be dead by now.My heart was thumping so hard that it might jump out of my chest. I was embarrassed, totally, utterly ashamed. I want to hide, or better, burry myself sixty feet below the ground.God, what have I done?Jenny continues to gaze at me, I really cannot read her eyes. Is she judging me now? Is she disgusted with me now? What is she thinking about me? Did I just officially lose a friend?The silence continues for so long – the silence was dangerously deafening. I can feel Jenny's eyes are still on me, she never did look anywhere else. I fidget with my fingers, my back is sweating tremendously.I bite my lips before attempting to speak. "Jen-""What were you thinking!? Oh my fucking god, Krystal! How could you not tell m
Krystal pov:Am I dreaming? Hallucinating? Am I even seeing it real? He's here, is he? Nick, he's here and he's standing right before me, in front of me in his flesh.I was frozen on spot, every muscle in me came to a halt like I was paralyzed. What do I do? What do I say?I look into his eyes and I can see his glossy one full of regrets. If there was one thing I really know about Nick, it's his eyes. His eyes hide nothing – his eyes are his nakedness that you could literally see his soul. His eyes are very much readable to me, he conveys his feeling with his eyes, he speaks through it.I and Nick stare at each other as if the world has stopped and everything around the two of us disappear. I could hear no sound, I could see nothing but him. The time tickles – seconds passed away, turning into minutes.It was so dreading, deafening but yet you could do nothing. You just keep on staring at him.Nick l
Krystal pov; Time seems to run fast when I was happy and slow when I'm sad. A minute felt like years and everything are just slowing down, painfully slow. Why is that, I ask myself? I tried not to think, to not feel anything but it only made me feel a lot. It has been days and I still feel restless. Nick only showed himself for a brief moment yet that very brief moment affected me for such a long time. I should be okay after he left, I should feel fine after his appearance but I'm not and now, I just realized the damage he caused me. The damage is deep and painful – I just realized it now and I feel like there's no cure to it. It has been days, I could barely remember how many days has gone by and each night of each day, I was sleepless. The only thing that kept me going the next day is my daily dose of coffee. I could also barely eat. I was tired of feel
Author pov: The silence was kind of deafening Krystal as she and Xavier drive off back to the company. Was there tension? Yes, but she don't know what kind of tension it was. She can feel that the sexual tension between the two of them was long gone after the two of them left the ceremony. Is Xavier angry? Krystal looks at him as he focuses his eyes on the road. He seems unbothered by her stares and continues to focus on rotating the when here and there as he makes a turn. Krystal gave up and finally looked outside. She was stressing and yet now, she's even more stressed. Her head starts to ache. She closed her eyes for a brief moment trying to ease herself and get rid of the pain she's feeling. She cursed mentally for not trying hard to have a decent sleep and proper meals. Now, she's suffering from her own stupi
Krystal Pov: "You'll take a week off." Xavier instructs me. My head snaps at him. "And you're staying with me." I stared blankly at my luggage that was already packed and ready to bring. I couldn't believe my eyes. Xavier was really serious about bringing me to his home, letting me stay with him. "I asked Jenny to pack your things for you. You should get ready, I'll be waiting outside." I heard his footsteps fading and the door closing but I remain frozen, my ears ringing from hearing his command. I'm not ready, I wasn't, and maybe I'll never be. I don't know what to do. Why would Xavier want me to come with him? I look towards the door as it leaves a few spaces before me, I never get to see
Krystal pov:After eating, it took me a lot of convincing to let Xavier let me do the dishes. I don't want to feel like a princess in his house, I owe him a lot and there are only small things I could do to repay him, that include washing the dishes.Xavier denied my request, saying that I need to rest more than I already is. I argued with him, saying that I'm feeling fine already. Having a twenty-four-hour of sleeping and resting at the hospital did that to me, I told him that. And I also told him that washing the dishes isn't a hard task.After bantering, Xavier finally let me. And so, here I'm washing the plates and other utensils we two use while Xavier is in the living room watching TV.After finishing, I dry them and put them on their respective rack. My eyes wander around. Thinking of Xavier as a guy, I'm impressed how neat and orderly his house is, re
Krystal pov:I ended up making dinner for Xavier and me. It's past seven and I was still in the kitchen, still cooking. I don't know what time he will be home but I wish he'll come early. I don't want him to eat cold foods.After about half an hour, I was finished. The food are already settled on the table and I was just waiting for Xavier to come. I was silently wishing that he would come home early.Fortunately about five minutes later, or so, I heard the door being open. My body jolts, I stand up. Xavier walks in, discarding his suit and case onto the leather couch. I see him remove his tie and undo two buttons of his shirt.When Xavier turns, I jolt once again. His eyes met mines and it makes me nervous.I fiddle with my fingers, my lip got stuck between my teeth. "Hi," I say to
After a few days of staying with Xavier and Krystal being fully well, she decided to go home and call an operator to have the car fixed. Xavier was hesitant to let her go but it was such a surprise that he didn't push the subject of moving in on her. It's a relief knowing that he understands her now."Do you really have to go?" He murmurs against the skin of her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her waist as he snuggles himself to her.Krystal chuckles and brushes his hair with her fingers. "Hmmm... we'll see each other in the office though."She hears him grumble again. "I know but that's different.""Different?" She pulls away to look at him, curious.Xavier sighs as if he's defeated before boring his eyes to her own. "I want you with me, all the fucking goddamn time. I want to sleep with you in my arms after we have sex, to see you the first thing I wake up, eat with you and all the shit, Krystal."Krystal's lips lift up with his statement. Xavier is terrible at doing this kind of
Krystal lay on the sofa, reading a magazine, with her feet on Xavier's lap. Xavier has one hand fiddling and playing with her toes while the other one is holding a pen, scribbling down something into his black notebook, as she notices.He's quiet and looks so focused on whatever he's doing. Krystal peeks her head from the magazine to take a look at him and he's so glued to it.She sits up, drops the magazine, and moves closer to him, "What are you doing?" She asks.Xavier snaps his head towards her and before she can take a look at what he has written, he closes his notebook. "Nothing."Krystal shot her brow up. "It's nothing. What were you writing?""None." He shakes his head, denying it.She glared at him, studying his face and she see that he was lying to her. He has written something in his notebook and by the looks of it, it's something important. She spread her arms and try to reach for the notebook but Xavier has it first, pulling it away from her reach."Show me," Krystal whin
Xavier has decided to take a few days' leaves, with Krystal of course, claiming that she's not in good shape to attend office and that he wants to take care of her hence staying. Once again, Krystal complains but he's not having her reasons.But despite it all, she can't deny that she's most happy to ditch work and spend time with him. It feels like she's back to being a fifteen-year-old high school student ditching classes to go hang out with her boyfriend. It makes her feel very much giddy. The only difference is just, that she's ditching a bigger responsibility and Xavier is not her boyfriend.In all honesty, she couldn't still let it out of her head; what the two of them, or supposed to be. But for the sake of both her sanity and his, she'll choose to forget it and just live every moment you have with him.She'll take whatever and anything she can get. As long as she'll have him.And as of today, Krystal was rummaging around his things, as Xavier is taking a shower. From drawer to
TRIPLE UPDATE YEAH!!!--------Krystal Xavier asks her to take sit back on the bed and start to feed her even though she told him she's able to eat by herself. He doesn't let her and continues to do it until she finished the bowl."Xavier, I can feed myself," Krystal told him, her voice whining."No, let me feed you." He insists, motioning the spoon towards her mouth. She closes her mouth tightly and gives him a stare. "Oh, come on baby.""Xavier..." Krystal shakes her head and tries to steal the spoon from his hand but his reflexes are fast as he pulls his hand away from her attempt.He places the spoon back into the bowl and grasps both her hands with his own, his eyes bore into hers intensely and say, "Krystal, just let me feed you okay? I want to do this so let me." He looks at me pleadingly, as if it's his only redemption.And so she let him. She heaves a sigh and opens her mouth. As he feeds her, Krystal can always feel her heart beating fast as Xavier does not forget to stare
Krystal The warm comfort of the sheets helped Krystal shiver less. She feels like she's going to be sick with the heaviness of her head and the clogging of her nose and throat. Her ears are ringing, like a faint sound she hears but it keeps on ringing and she can't open her eyes.She grips the sheet tightly, wrapping it around her body as she snuggles closer seeking more warmth. She's feeling so cold, literally."Jesus Krystal, what's happening to you?" She heard the familiar voice asking while touching her forehead. She wants to say something, anything, but she can't for her eyes open for her. She wants to see his face, she wants to touch him to see if he's really beside her if he's touching her if he's really calling her name.As hard as she's trying, her eyes are tightly shut and as much as she wants to hold him in her arms, her body feels so heavy that she can't move a muscle. A painful moan is only she can give as she lay shivering in coldness."Fuck." Krystal hears him again. H
Krystal Are all men like this?She has come to ask this; are all men like Xavier? He's just so cold, he's acting like he doesn't know her and when she's around him he acts like he doesn't want her around. Are other men act like him too? Do they avoid her to the extent of not wanting her around, wanting her out of their lives?No, of course not. Who is she to stereotype? She doesn't know anything about other men and sure as hell she doesn't compare them to each other. She's just curious, just curious about how would they face and deal with a situation like this, or more likely you want to see the different way they could've handled it.Maybe they wouldn't shove her away, they wouldn't ignore her existence, maybe they would've understood her and let her decide and accept her decision, or maybe they would've confirmed their feelings to her to prove that they really want her in their lives.That's what Krystal wanted.What she wanted but not her reality, never be one.This has gone for a
"W-what?" Is Krystal's immediate response with her eyes all wide and mouth hanging open? is she hearing Xavier right? Is his sense alright, no, is he in his right senses?D-did...did he just ask her to move in here with him? Is he being serious? Is he kidding?Krystal tries to blink her eyes – trying that maybe when she opened them again she'll just realize that it's just a dream, that she was asleep when it all happens but on the brink where she opened her eyes, it's not. It's not because when she opened her eyes, Xavier was still there in front of her, in all nakedness and glory, and still has the hopeful smile.He asked her."Move in with me.""Just live here. move-in with me."It keeps echoing in her mind, over and over again and she still can't believe he just asked her that. Moving in. Is he being serious? Does he mean it? Her stomach is churning with butterflies and worry.Of course, she couldn't help to feel special that he asked her to move in with him, and of course, she woul
Xavier swipes the loofah across her back and bubbles cover the skin part but is gone immediately due to the water cascading from the showerhead. Krystal's body shivers at how so intimate and sexual his action is. She means, she just had morning sex but could it be that bad that she's so turned on, again?Krystal then feels him raise his movement onto her shoulder and she watches his action by tilting her head to the side. When the bubbles are brushed off by the water again, Krystal sucks in a breath when Xavier places his warm lips on the skin of her shoulder.He keeps the movement of his hand to scrub the rest of her body while the other hand holds your hip as he trails sloppy and wet kisses on her shoulder up to her neck."Xavier..." She called him, not sure why."Yes, Krystal?" He murmurs on her skin which sends vibrations all over her. The way he calls her name makes her weak to her knees. She won't know why or how but whenever he pronounces it, it makes her melt; there's just som
Krystal shuffles in the warm comfort of the sheet as she wakes up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she meets Xavier's gaze – he stared at her intensely that it have her succumb and melt right on the spot. She can tell that he's been staring at her for some time now since he's so deep into it, he doesn't even blink she tries to channel a question of why he's staring at her.She noticed her position in his arms then. Her head lay against his stretched arms, face nuzzling unto his naked chest, arms snaking on his hard torso. The sheets only cover and hang low on his front, highlighting his toned v-lines. The sheets are also draped on her body but it exposes more of her legs.She flush as the memory of last night comes vividly unto her imagination; of how he kissed her and takes her on top of his piano. She loves every moment of it but more so, she loves how he plays, how beautiful the piece he created, and how he let her play it with him.Regardless of the thoughts and remembrances, she