Cher was not going to let him do her again, but unfortunately, she hardly had a say in this. Javier led her to the woods near the campus, and the rest can be predicted even by the least imaginative adult…There was little conversation after it was over. Cher took about three minutes to rest and struggled out of Javier’s arms, scowling. She tried to leave even before the reddish afterglow had faded from her countenance, but alas, her body was not as cooperative as she would have hoped. Her gait was an unsteady stagger, and her movements were jerky. It was pretty hard to see Cher now and imagine the same woman who was famous for the graceful spring in her step. Javier rose and caught up with her. He held her by the arm, stating, “This way, it will look like you sprained your ankle.”Cher realized belatedly that her gait was a little unbecoming—especially to an observer who knew about these things. Left with very little choice, she let Javier help her keep up the pretense.They bum
Megara was not a big fan of the proposal. “Why the hell would I possibly want that?” she protested. “I don’t wanna share you with her! No, I want—”“To be the only one with a say in this?” Javier cut her off.Megara faltered. Admittedly, she was hardly the one to call the shots. It was just that the thought of sharing her source of pleasure with Cher, of all people, rubbed her the wrong way.The problem here, of course, was that she was the conquered rather than the conqueror. Her disadvantageous position in this dynamic was what was causing this dilemma.Javier patted her back. “Don’t worry, you have all the time in the world to consider my proposal…until tonight, that is. If you like what you heard, then be there tonight. Otherwise, get off my lap.”The last time they had negotiated, Javier had been the one pleading with Megara to do something for him. How the tables had turned! She was the one on her knees now. It was a humiliating change, but then again, shame became trifling
Just as Javier was about to introduce his knuckles to the barking dog, Zenya appeared.Not keen on causing unnecessary trouble, he ended up stopping himself. Charlie, for his part, saw this as a sign of Javier’s cowardice. Pleased, he sprung toward the campus field as though he had already carried the day.Javier leered at the young man’s back and scoffed before turning his attention to Zenya. “How did the operation go?”She nodded happily. “It was a great success! The doctor told me that her illness is most likely never coming back. She’s basically cured!”That was genuinely great news. Javier could not help being happy for her.She blushed. “It’s all thanks to you. If it weren’t for you, I…” she began.Javier waved. ‘Twas hardly a problem for him. It had been as easy as holding the door open for someone else.Zenya, of course, thought differently. For one, had Javier not appeared, she would have been stuck in a quandary she was not sure how to get out of. She had been so close
Megara’s appearance more than ensured that the students’ attitude turned from impressed surprise to gross fascination. They wanted to watch the drama unfold between two of the institution’s beauty rivals, especially since Cher had been discovered seeing a student. There was no way Megara would pass up the chance to mock Cher for it, if only to show how classier she was.Reality, however, was at odds with their expectations—both the crowd’s and Cher’s.Cher believed Megara was going to eviscerate her too, and yet Megara simply stepped close, leaned forward, planted a kiss on Javier’s cheek, and threw her arms around Javier’s waist.The crowd was so shocked that they might as well have turned to stone.“What. The. Actual. F*ck?! He’s hugging Cher from behind, and now Megara’s hugging him from the back? The f*ck is this paradise of a sandwich Xavier has found himself in?! What the f*ck! Why the hell is Xavier getting all the ladies?!”“This is illegal! Look at how unfair and wrong th
Javier had the time of his life that night. Megara and Cher both, who were intoxicated and satisfied, would agree. The three of them lay on Javier’s comfy king-sized bed, feeling the most content they had ever been.Charlie Larson and his vindictive crusade against Javier had gone great too. At least only his legs were broken, and not irreparably so. It was a painful lesson at most, but nothing an orthopedic cast and three months’ worth of bedrest could not fix. Charlie was just a kid, after all. That was enough reason for Herschel to show some mercy.Of course, Charlie himself found this a lot less merciful. It only cemented how much he hated Javier for setting up this trap to harm and damage him.While lying on a hospital bed, Charlie turned to his father’s girlfriend, Kira Yorke. “I don’t care! You’re gonna help me pay him back, or I’ll tell my dad you don’t care about me and let other people beat me up!”Kira used to be in a gang herself, and the expansive tattoos stretching fr
Herschel helped open the door to the warehouse, and Kira strode right in. It was dark inside, so her eyes took some time to get used to it before noticing that there was no one there.Javier entered soon after her, and Herschel slammed the door behind him with a loud sound.Kira jumped. “W-What was that? What the hell?! Open the door! Open—the—door!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs, calling on her underlings to help.No one responded. Not even the driver who had brought her there made a peep. It was obvious that Herschel had taken care of the driver.Javier did not plan to stop Kira. He found a comfortable spot in the warehouse and watched her frantically trying to find a way out with a smile. She was admittedly a beauty to behold—a woman with a fair complexion, gorgeous features, and plenty of sex appeal without even trying.Javier admired her quietly as she galumphed around the warehouse, sometimes pounding the door, sometimes looking for a window. There were a few around t
Javier put away his phone after he hung up and smiled at Kira, who was farther away.“It was planned. I purposely made him call now so I could scare you.”Kira chuckled wryly because she knew that it was impossible. Everything had happened spontaneously. How could Javier have arranged for it in advance? It could only be a coincidence—and only a coincidence like this one would disclose the real facts.This was a man who disregarded even Freddy, and she had offended him by threatening to incapacitate him, all at her own expense…Kira was ashamed once she thought of the bluster that had left her mouth just now. She was terrified. She honestly could not understand how that brat Charlie had provoked such an intimidating person or why the guy had only broken Charlie’s legs. The punishment had been honestly quite light—kind, even.Kira finally spoke up after some contemplation.“Mr. Carsey, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have p*ssed you off. Charlie just got his legs broken. It was already a
Getting taken advantage of was inevitable, but Javier was not going to jump Kira right on the spot. He wrapped an arm around her and got into the Buick van.As Kira had expected, the driver was sprawled on the steering wheel, obviously knocked out.Javier dragged the driver off the van as though the latter was a dead dog and motioned for Kira to hop on before he drove off. Kira asked him while they were on their way, “Where are my men?”“You’re pretty loyal. You’re still trapped with me but you’re worried about your bros,” Javier answered.Kira was speechless, but it was true that she was fretting. The men worked for her, after all, yet she did not even know if they were dead or alive right now. What Javier said after that made her feel relieved.“They’re all tied up in the van. As long as they aren’t pigs, they’ll figure out a way to untie themselves.”Kira was no longer worried about them. Now, she began to feel anxious for herself. “Where are we going now?”Javier answered,