Hilda's breath held while Martin chuckled heartily. He grabbed his son and hugged him briefly. “I am happy for you, son,” “Thank you, dad,” Xavier responded with a grin before stepping into Hilda's embrace. She gushed, warming him not to dare pull a Theo on her. “Don't worry, you are free to plan that wedding.” Xavier laughed. “That is if Stephen agrees, of course.”Stephen, reddened when the attention turned to him.“What do you say?” Hilda asked hopefully.“I have no objection, ma'am,” Stephen assured. Hilda hugged him, making the hunk blush even more. “For now call me Hilda,” she murmured. “But after you marry my son, the only word I want to hear coming from your lips is, mother.” She growled.“Stop terrorizing my fiancé, mother,” Xavier whined, standing behind Stephen and hugged him from behind. “I haven't seen a ring on that finger yet, boy.” Hilda retorted, making Martin chuckle. Xavier should know better than to take his mother on. Xavier shocked everyone.“I have it here.” H
“Please leave,” Theo whispered embarrassedly.“I'm not the one leaving, buddy.” Xavier retorted, shooting Alicia a knowing look. She attempted to plead with her eyes, but everyone was on her case. “Not a word from you, young lady.” Martin scolded. “Kiss your husband goodbye and I will see you to the hotel.”“Mum…” She looked at Hilda. “You are not to return until I come to pick you up later.” Hilda insisted knowing that the pregnant woman needed ample rest, though her stubborn self couldn't see it. Alicia pouted but did as instructed. She kissed her husband, lingering for a few minutes.“Go rest, baby girl.” Theo caressed her face lovingly. “I will be out of this bed soon, and you will have me to yourself.” He whispered just for her hearing, drawing a smile out of her. Without another word, she got off the bed and went to put on her shoes. Xavier hurried to her side and helped her tie the races of her sneakers before helping her up. She shot Theo one last longing look before taking h
Three months later…Xavier banged the door shut and glared at Stephen who was halfway up the stairs. “You can't be seriously pulling this shit on me again,” Xavier yelled, making Stephen halt. “Until when are you planning to make me feel guilty for having money at my disposal?” “You deposited three million dollars in my account, Xavier,” Stephen shouted back. “Have I not told you many times before that I don't need your money?” He glared. “You have and it's getting old!” Xavier bellowed. “We are getting married next month and I can't even buy you an expensive gift because I am afraid you will get mad.” Xavier snarled. “Hell I can't even buy you a car, you made it crystal clear.” Stephen gritted his teeth and resumed his walk without another word. Once he got to their room, he grabbed a duffle bag and began putting things like laptop and chargers inside. “You are leaving now?” Xavier asked in a bored tone. He was seriously getting tired of his fiancé's bullshit. “I need some time on
Stephen didn't move for a while after Xavier left. And when he did, it was to sit on the bed and gaze and nothingness. His heart constricted painfully in his chest. He had fucked up, greatly. That he knew. And in all honesty, he was appalled with himself. Never would he have imagined that he would be the one to hurt Xavier. On those occasions when he feared something might go wrong in their relationship, he always visualized Xavier getting bored with commitment. He stared at the beautiful engagement band and trembled. He could imagine Hilda's face when she learns that the wedding is off. What ate Stephen up more was the fact that the Cavill family received him open-armed in their family. He doesn't know when it started, but Stephen realized he was crying when a tear fell on his lap. He raised his hand and traced his wet cheek in dismay. He briefly looked at his palm before he folded it, squeezing the ring he didn't have the heart to part with. He rose slowly to begin packing his thi
Xavier sighed for the hundredth time. He felt like a stranger in his own home. He angrily got out of bed and decided to get something strong to help him sleep. And just like his ex-fiancee, he ended up having a little too much, he couldn't stop himself from calling the man. Stephen was surprised to see Xavier's call at around 2 am. He, too, had been unable to sleep or even function properly. He missed Xavier to a point of insanity. He didn't waste time before picking up the call. But all he could utter was a timid hello, and then waited for Xavier to speak. But even Xavier didn't know what to say. He was silent for a while until Stephen began wondering if perhaps he had dialed mistakenly. “Why did you do it?” He finally rasped with a trembling voice. Stephen swallowed hard. Hearing that voice made him regret leaving Xavier's mansion that damn night for the umpteenth time. But what he regretted more was getting drunk with his ex. Though he couldn't entirely blame alcohol for his blun
“I am at the gate,” Stephen's utterance made Xavier's heart miss a beat. Though he was furious with the man, he couldn't deny that he wanted to see him. He hastily rose from the plush rug he had been sitting on and hurried outside. Contrary to what he had told his security hours prior, he demanded they open the gate. And there he stood. The man who made him feel so helpless. Xavier swallowed watching him saunter into his compound with so much familiarity. Though he too was drunk, he could tell Stephen wasn't sober either.Stephen walked until he stood in Xavier's personal space. They were face to face and each could feel the other's breath fanning the face. Before Xavier could stop himself, he let his head fall on Stephen's chest with a sigh. Xavier breathed out deeply, letting his chin fall on Xavier's head before kissing it. Both men stood there awkwardly loving each other's presence for a while and then Xavier turned and headed back to the house with Stephen following closely. The
“You are so damn gorgeous,” Stephen whispered with wonder and Xavier actually blushed. In the thrones of passion, he felt vulnerable. “Please,” he cried out, wanting to reach that inevitable end. “I need to come.” “Hold on, baby,” Stephen muttered sitting, and lifted Xavier so that he was sitting on his lap. In that position, Xavier swayed his hips, controlling the movement. He automatically wrapped his hand around Stephen's waist and buried his head in the crook of his neck. He took a deep whiff just as his muscles began clenching around Stephen's length. “Fuck!” Stephen grunted, feeling a rush so familiar pool in his balls. There was no way he could stall the fall. He shot his seed in the condom, coming with a shudder. He threw his head back and cried in pleasure, while his hands which were loosely gripping Xavier's waist tightened. Both men heaved heavily, riding out their orgasm and at that moment nothing else mattered but the two of them. Their fight was practically non-existe
The following morning in the nerd's mansion, the pregnant wife was busy preparing breakfast for her husband after giving their housekeeper a day off, while the said husband snored his life away since it was a weekend. “Sleepyhead,” Alicia called, placing the tray of food on their nightstand and climbed on the bed, straddling Theo's lap. She then began scattering kisses on his sleeping face. “Wake up.” She whispered intermittently.“Ugh,” attempted to turn but the heavy weight on top of him locked him in place. “Let me sleep, woman.” He croaked, squinting one eye open. “I made you those muffins you love so much.” That got Theo opening his eyes fully. Though he prided himself in being a good cook, he respected Alicia's muffin recipe. And apparently it was self-taught after experimenting with various recipes. “Now, that's not fair.” He groaned. She knew he couldn't resist the damn muffins. “I never said I play fair.” She laughed at his annoyance. “Plus, I needed to get you out of bed