Chapter 11

IRIS'S P.O.V

I hear sounds coming from the other side of the door. Mr. billionaire must have finally chose to stop ignoring me. I rolled my eyes, as I kept on hearing the sounds.

One more time and the door opens. I looked into his light eyes and all I feel is rage, I was stuck here because of his so-called wealthy bathroom. My mind yelled out, and I rushed to him fuming.

My legs failed me slipping and I find myself falling to the cold floor. Halfway to the floor, I feel his hot palms on my bare back, he catched my fall, but not in the best way.

His hand on my empty back, I feel shivers running down my spine, and time somehow standing still. My eyes wandered around his facial features, before fixing on his bright eyes.

He looks back at me, and all the words leaves my lips, I become dumb. My back shivering, his hands were still holding me, making me regain myself at last.

I pushed him away, and landed with my butt on the floor, but it was far better than the awkward feeling that was generating within me. I must have looked like an idiot, we must have looked like complete idiots. I bit my lower lips, trying to hide my embarrassment.

He cleared his throat, and I feel he was staring at me. My eyes slowly wandering, as soon as it meets his face, I feel the anger back again.

"You call yourself a billionaire, yet your fucking door ain't working well" I said, watching him frown his lips.

"Is this how arrogant girls say thank you for saving me" He spat back, but I would never hurt my pride and thank the one who cause all this shit at the first place. My lips pressed together and I walked away from him, without even caring that I was in the darn towel anymore.

Stepping out of the bathroom, my eyes glued on the red dress laying on the bed. My eyebrows arched up and I turned back to him.

"What's this now?" I asked, already fed up with all this darn drama. Marriage is fucking hard and you'll sweat blood.

"We are attending a party, you'll wear that tonight" He instructs me, making my blood boil.

"Are you fuck...

"Be ready in the next ten minutes, am going to have a shower elsewhere, come out of the room, when you are done" He cut me off, before turning around to walk away.

"It's only parties and business meetings for you rich people, do I look like I fucking care!" I yelled boiling. His legs stopped moving and he turned back at me.

His eyes burning, his gaze was violent. He place his hands on the wall, blocking all the way for me to escape his clutches. My eyes slowly looked back up at his face.

"You will get your fucking ass into the dress on the bed" Anger burnt in his eyes, yet I pushed his buttons further.

"Why would I do that" I whispered to his face. A grin played on his lips, before quickly vanishing away as fast as I saw it. Deadly... It was strange.

I feel his hand on my face, he cups it, but painfully with lava in his eyes. Our eyes locked together and I couldn't fucking look away.

"You will do what I say Mrs. Steel" He emphasized those last words, mocking me. The grin back on his face, he let go of me, before walking out of the room.

Damnit! I feel like murdering him, but when he's always close to me, I feel defenceless, opened and useless. I pressed my lips, disappointed with my own self.

My eyes looking back at the red dress, I took it in my hands, before slowly putting it on.

....

Light pretty makeup, tight red body fitted dress, it brought out the curves I had and for a minute, I actually admired my reflection on the mirror, before styling my hair into a french bun.

Putting on a stiletto, and taking a black purse, I walk out of the room, immediately seeing Xavier. Our eyes met for brief second, before he immediately looked away from my face. His eyes checked out my body from head to toe, but not a single compliment escaped his lips.

To think again, why would I ever wanted him to compliment me at the first place, I fought with myself, before looking back at him.

His eyes was enough to tell me to walk along with him. Even though walking with heels was impossible for me, I tried not to embarrass myself by falling down in front of Xavier.

Few steps forward, my eyes caught Mrs Steel, confidently heading up the stairs. Even in her own mansion, she still walks just like a fashion model. Her eyes meets us, and I see her smile.

"Not a month as passed after your wedding and you two lovebirds are already going out on dates" She chuckled, but I could already feel Xavier's lips curving into a frown.

"Mom, how many times have I...

"Alright, I would not interfere with you both again " Rosie completes her son's statement, not wanting to annoy that prick anymore.

Rosie treats Xavier like royalty, no wonder he's such an asshole. I rolled my eyes, but remained calm, saying absolutely nothing.

Rosie smiled, before turning back leave to wherever she had planned on going, but Xavier's voice stops her back.

"It's not a date" Xavier spoke. Rosie stopped walking, before turning back to us again.

"It's a business party and clearly I have no choice than to bring Mrs steel over here" He said to his mother before looking at me, forcing a pathetic smile out.

His hands slowly found it's way to my waist, he holds my waist, bringing me closer to himself. Damn!, he's such a good deceiver, I whispered to myself, before giving him a "Smile" as well.

He looked back at his mother...

"We would leave now, since we don't want to be late" Back to his business like tone, Rosie nodded understandingly, before flashing us one last quick smile.

Immediately we are out of the mansions and Rosie is out of sight, Xavier let go of my waist.

"Stop acting like the perfect husband, how dare you hold me" I yelled, but instead he ignored me yet again, entering into the expensive car.

His eyes looks back at me...

"Do you need an invitation to come in...Mrs steel" He said, giving me a little grin. Mockery!, I hate him.

Trying to keep my cool, I ignored his words and entered the same car with him, but we remained in absolute silence until we arrived at the grand place. Nothing was ever there to discuss with a prick like him.

....

Getting out of the car, I felt goosebumps entering into a party I would never belong to. Xavier noticed that I felt uncomfortable, but still he didn't darn care, some fucking husband he is. All he said was that I shouldn't leave his sight. Damn!

Immediately we stepped into the classy-like party hall, a black curly hair woman catwalk over to us. Her black dress looks like it cost trillions, she was definitely one of the elites.

Meeting us, she shakes hands with Xavier, and I stood idle staring at both of them. Immediately she lets go of Xavier's hand, her eyes looked at me from head to toe, before forming a smile. She looked back at Xavier..

"The most eligible famous billionaire bachelor finally got married, to bad I couldn't make it to the grand wedding of the season" She chuckled.

"Don't be too kind, there are other grand celebrations we would celebrate together apart from weddings and church bells" Xavier said like a true gentleman and I feel myself boiling.

He treats everyone nice, everyone except me.

"I guess you're right Mr. Steel" She chuckled yet again.

"Jovial as always" Xavier replied smiling, as I kept on watching both of them, boiling in silence. Her eyes glanced at me, before looking back at Xavier again.

"Not only did you get married, but I see you two have been already having nights of pleasures" She said and I see Xavier taken aback, I was as shocked as well.

"What do you...

"She's clearly pregnant" The woman gave a smirk, as if she was some kind of witch.

Could my stomach be swelling up that fast?, I thought. She looked at both of us, before smirking again.

"Let's just say I followed my instincts, many would rarely notice" She said and kept on talking to Xavier about something else. All that kept on ringing on my head was what she said earlier.. "Nights of pleasures".

I glanced at Xavier, he wasn't paying attention to me anymore. That "Night of Pleasure" ruined me, I wish I could tell the whole fucking world. I could feel my blood boiling, I needed something to calm my burning self down.

"Excuse me" I said to them, but clearly they were already lost with other topics that I was less concerned with. I walked away from that side, in order not to become the third wheel.

Walking to the bar side, the bartender was attending to other guests, pouring blue-like sparkly coloured drinks for them. Waiting for my turn seemed endless, but still there was nothing else I could do.

My eyes wandering to the side, my mouth flew up to my mouth... A silhouette exactly like Camille's walked around, like a predator with something held on the hand.

My eyes glued to the moving figure, shivers ran down my spine....What the fuck is she doing here! My mind screamed.

Could it be Xavier and Camille were still having an affair? still seeing each other?. Countless of questions clouding me at once.

Something hurt inside me, but rage took over me the second after, am not going to let her leave without giving her a piece of my mind.

I get up from the place I sat, following the figure, but the more the figure moves deeper, the more it leads me far away from the party.

My damn mind kept on yelling at me to turn back, but the rage I felt within me was clearly stronger.

The more I grow closer to the figure, the more I recognize her blonde hair. My legs moving faster, few more distance to her, someone hands touches my shoulder. I turned back and saw a man.

"What are you doing in this secluded place, gorgeous, the party's over there" He gestured to me, but all I did was gave a faint smile.

"Just one second, please" I whispered to the man, before turning around. Looking back, the figure was gone as if it was never there. Anger flushed through me, but I tried bottling it up.

I looked back at the man and I finally see his features...

Brown hair, emerald green eyes, he looked nice, but that was it, nothing more.

"Hello?..." He waved his hand across my face and only then did I realized that he had been talking to me all along. I bring myself back to earth and look at him.

"Are you lost" I heard his voice.

"No, it's fine, I was just...

"Looking for someone" He completed my statement and my lips let out a cheerful smile. At least, he doesn't piss a woman off, unlike that jerk billionaire.

I thought, before looking back at the face of the handsome stranger. He smiles back at me, but it all ended there. The next thing I knew was that he was coming closer to me... The more I move back, the more he approached me like a lunatic.

He came dangerously close...

"What...are...you... doing" Fear taking over me, I stuttered, moving back. He grinned and looked at me in the eyes. His right hand tries to touch my face, but I push it away, he grinned wider.

"Don't you know that girls like you are not meant to be alone" He laughed out. Moving back, my body kissed the cold wall, I was trapped.

Tears gathering in my eyes, I looked back at this demon..

"Pl... please, don't do this, am pregnant" I stammered halfway through, but with every word I spoke, the grin on his face grew...

"Don't worry, I can take care of you" His breath touching my skin, his mouth reeked of alcohol, a strong drink, most likely a drug added. How could I have been so foolish!.

I yelled to myself, trying to find away to escape, but he blocked all my chances with his two hands.

More tears streaming my eyelids, I closed my eyes ready to face the worst...

"Iris!"

I hear a faint voice rushing to me, I opened my eyes and saw him, the one that always pisses me off, he was the same one running to my rescue.

"Xavier.." His name escape my lips and for the first time ever I feel so happy saying it.

He pushed the drunkard away from me, before hitting him over and over again.

How dare you, how dare you fucking touch her. Xavier yelled madly, he was furious and he was boiling so much.

He yelled, drawing attention to ourselves. Guests gathering, only they could separate Xavier from the man.

"You're sacked Edward, don't you fucking dare show your face ever again"

It was his employee, my mind told me, as Xavier spat venom out to the half conscious man. His blue eyes back at me, he grabs my hand and takes me away.

"The party's over" I hear Xavier voice whisper, before taking me to the car, back home.

As soon as we arrive back, he brings me up to the room, before locking the door shut. His eyes turning back to me, he was burning.

"I told you to stay with me, can't you fucking follow simple instructions" Boiling, I see a hint of sometimes else in his eyes... Jealousy?.... Possession?...

"Xa..Xavier.... I stammered out.

"Why can't you fucking listen to me" He cut me off, holding my shoulders. His light eyes pierced straight into mine...

"What if he laid his damn hands on you" I hear his voice...

"What if he touched you" His voice silent like whispers. His voice brings shiver down my spine, I look deeper into his eyes. My voice gone, am lost...

"What if he had kissed you..." He paused, drowning me with his gaze.

"Would you be able to handle it?" I hear his voice again.

"I...." The words faded away from my lips.

"You are MINE, even if it's just for one fucking year. You are mine and mine alone and you will listen to everything I say" He paused waiting for a reply. His blue eyes shimmered.

"Y..yes sir!" My lips whispered on it own.

"Good" He said, before bringing me to himself. His hands grabbing my face, he cups it, before placing his lips right on mine, kissing and sucking my lower lip.

Our lips merge like fire!.