I think I'm getting to Like Xander more and more, he won't give up that is for sure
KennaI have had all my bags delivered to the hotel suite, it is yet another stunning place with a marble entrance area rounded with a domed ceiling. There are double doors leading off in all directions, one is open that shows me it is the bedroom since I can spot a four poster bed, draped in gorgeous pale blue damask fabric. It feels heavenly to slip out of my shoes and make my way into the bedroom suite. The sun shines brilliantly through the glass, all arched floor to ceiling windows line the far end with a stone balcony. It screams opulence and elegance as if it has stood still from the 1920s era. Absolutely breathtaking.I have to admit it, Xander sure does know how to create beautiful hotels, this one is incredible. The soft, cream carpet beneath my feet feels like bliss against the soles. I curl my feet and wish that I could stay here for a few days and chill out, go to the spa, the in house movie cinema, use the gym and stroll the streets of Phoenix and be a tourist. However,
XanderI have made lunch reservations at a romantic restaurant downtown, I am hopeful that Kenna will like it. Suddenly I feel nervous since I want it all to be so perfect for her. Still I am bewildered at how much I want this woman, and beat myself up continuously for not being a more attentive husband to her when I had the chance. It hasn’t escaped my attention how she looked at Dante the other night either. Her cheeks were flushed and my guess is that something had or was about to happen. There is no way in hell that I will allow for Dante to have Kenna. Maybe it is time I try to dig up some dirt on him. Let’s face it there must be something that will turn Kenna off him. Meddlesome I know, but I want Kenna and I’ll do pretty much anything I have to. Like a bolt of lightning out of the sky, it has hit me that I actually feel more towards her than I at first thought. Just looking at her makes my pulse race and my heart flutter. Me, Xander Staniopolis having feelings for anyone, it i
KennaI take him in, there is no denying that Xander looks hot this afternoon in his dark jeans and blue button down. It’s not too tight but tight enough for me to see the outline of his broad chest and biceps as he moves his arms. The waitress pours us a nice chilled glass of white wine each, I take a sip casting my eyes towards Xander who looks at me with a strange look in his eyes. The way they hold mine makes me blush, I can feel it to the top of my hair. I bet my roots are even blushing. He licks his bottom lip to take in the droplet of wine that is there. His lips are plump, how come I never noticed that before. Or perhaps I did in the early days then I hardly saw him. “So what do you think?” He asks as he moves his hand. “It’s stunning, Xander. I especially love all the plants dotted around and I bet at night the fairy lights are beautiful.” “I can bring you back this evening if you want to see it lit up at night,” he says and places his hands on the table. Our fingertips ar
XanderHer mouth forms an O, it’s adorable, quickly she takes a sip of her wine, then gulps it down. “I’m not sure about that, Xander. Why are you trying to woo me? What is wrong with you?”I move my head back and let out a small chuckle, oh she has no idea how much I want her or maybe she does and is playing hard to get. Fuck, I wish I had been a better husband. How stupid was I to let her go? “Don’t be like that, Kenna. We know I was a shit husband but I want to make it up to you. Is that so bad?” The waiter arrives with our first course, Kenna looks skeptically at the raw fish and rice. “You will enjoy it, here this is salmon with a sauce,” I tell her and hold the bite size up for her with chopsticks. I guide it to her mouth, Kenna opens those beautiful lips of hers and takes it into her mouth. How I wish I was the fish entering her wet, warm mouth. I watch as her mouth closes around it, imagining what her lips would feel like wrapping around my swollen cock. That’s enough of t
KennaThe man infuriates me, why did he have to bring it up? Again? I am incensed, livid. And as for Violet I would love to put my hands around her neck and squeeze the living daylights out of her. As I walk speedily back to the hotel, I am conscious of Xander matching me stride for stride. He remains silent, I bet wondering how he can process my mood. Let’s face it, he isn’t used to me losing my temper.Oh, no because when we were married I was meek and mild. The ever needy, wanting to please him wife. The fool that I was. Now I am even more mad. “Hey, stop walking like a demon possessed, you will trip and hurt yourself in those heels. Look, I’m sorry I bought it up okay. I will let it drop.” He reaches for my elbow, the touch makes me feel like a jolt of electricity has passed through my body. It sends shockwaves through me. What? How can that even be when I am so fucking angry at him? There is no way I can divulge my secret to him, only Dante and my mother know about the baby, an
Kenna "Please go to the hospital and provide blood ASAP." The person who sent the message is my husband and we have been married for three years. It has been a marriage of convenience more than anything. It hurts because I love him. Still, despite him not loving me back and going out of his way to ignore me. My husband, Xander Staniopolis, a CEO and billionaire who owns luxurious hotels and villas in America and Europe, with dark hair and mesmerizing blue eyes, needs someone who has a rare type of blood. Mine is the fit, AB negative. It’s for his precious friend, Violet. I am sick of Violet and having to always donate my blood to her. She is so needy, sometimes I think she is trying to drain the life out of me. But for Xander and his wealth I will do pretty much anything. But we have a deal, Xander and I. He gives me the wealth I want and in return I donate blood. It’s not what I imagined growing up, I wanted a husband who loved me back. My stomach flips just thinking about donating
KennaDevastation fills my body, I can feel it running through me. I clutch my heart which feels as if it has dropped to the floor. I put my phone away trying to suppress the pain in my heart and the burning sensation in my body and force myself to go to the door. I will myself not to cry over this. I’ll make this one time and then I have some strong decisions to make. I hail a cab and request the driver take me straight to the coffee shop which is located close to the hospital to wait for Xander. I come here often, it is dimly lit offering an ambience that ordinarily I would find soothing. But not today as the torment engulfs me. Xander has tried to call me twice, I ignore his calls as the barista brings me over my pumpkin latte. Thankfully, he stopped calling. I watch as other couples sit closely together, wishing it was Xander and I. The lump in my throat is killing me, but I try to suppress it. Finally, an hour later Xander appears, he comes in as if he owns the place. To be ho
KennaShe stares at me as if she wants to drive a stake through my heart. Yeah, she knows I’ve caught her. This woman has never liked me, the moment I married and came into Xander’s life, Violet has made it perfectly clear by ignoring me and only pretending to be nice to me when Xander was around. Which of course was never very often. From behind me, I hear Xander’s harsh voice, it’s almost a snarl. I turn around and see his eyes darkening, the expression he wears is grim. I shudder, he looks like the Devil himself. His eyes piercing through me. “What the fuck are you doing?” he asks, I say nothing rooted to the spot. “Kenna!” His voice is as cold as ice, it makes me shudder from my head to my toes. Is he afraid maybe of what I might actually do to his precious Violet? If only I would do something to hurt her, then at least my marriage may have stood a chance. Violet’s eyes widen, I can see the fake panic all over her face. God, how I want to slap her right now. Instead I clench my