Xavier’s Point of View
I never anticipated this level of gratitude, stemming from the memories of a little girl from years past. It was truly overwhelming to realize the impact I had made. Holding back tears, I was moved by the moment. As I stood there, her mother's sly smile, which reminded me of the wonderful evening we had spent together, left me utterly speechless. It was truly incredible. I found myself completely at a loss for words and felt my face flush with embarrassment. Rei seemed unaware of the effect she had on me.
As I felt the awkward tension lingering, I quietly mumbled, "I should probably go." I knew it would be best to leave before the situation escalated.
Shiloh smiled warmly and gave me a small wave. "It was nice to see you again," she said as I nodded and made my way out of the kitchen.
Rei walked me to the door to bid me farewell. As we reached the threshold, I silently reminded myself not to overstay my welcome. If we were to pursue a friendship, I needed to tread carefully.
Salem's voice exclaimed from the couch, "Wait! Can I see your bike?"
I turned around to find the boys gazing at me expectantly.
Rei reminded her youngest child, "Onyx is supposed to be resting his leg. It wouldn't be fair for just you to go, would it?"
Turning to Onyx, I inquired, "Did you want to see my bike?"
The injured boy, with a sad expression, nodded in agreement.
"Okay, then. Let's go," I said with a casual shrug, filled with anticipation at the thought of seeing Onyx smile.
His face beamed with joy, resembling a lit Christmas tree. I shook my head, exchanging a gaze with Rei, who seemed skeptical, silently questioning how I would handle the situation. With a determined spirit, I approached Onyx, lifted him into my arms, glanced at Salem, and gestured toward the door. Both boys cheered with excitement while Rei observed me with admiration.
I carried Onyx outside and settled him on the back of my motorcycle. Next, I assisted Salem onto the seat. Demonstrating how to start the motorcycle, I allowed Salem to initiate the engine while standing nearby to supervise. Their joyful screams filled the air, prompting laughter at their infectious happiness.
I glanced upwards at Rei, catching her closely observing us with a shy smile. Returning the gesture with a wink, I went back to the boys and their relentless barrage of questions about my motorcycle. It felt like they had already asked me a lot, but their curiosity seemed to only grow with each passing moment.
I entertained their inquires for a few more moments and then took Onyx back into the living room, carefully placing him on the couch. Salem trailed close behind, and both boys were back on their devices, enthusiastically playing video games, when Rei walked me back outside.
"Thank you... for everything, Xavier," Rei said softly.
I found myself unable to look away from her lips, filled with an intense desire to experience the tenderness of her kiss and hold Rei Draven in my arms once again. It would be so easy to do, but the consequences would be enormous. I wanted this woman so badly, but if I let myself give in, I would fuck up both of our lives. She deserved far more than I could offer.
I smiled at Rei while biting my lip, still dressed in last night's clothes, and she looked so beautiful. Her eyes expressed desire, tempting me as I turned and walked towards my bike. As I grabbed my helmet, I felt a hand on my arm. Pausing, I glanced down to see Rei reaching up, wrapping her arms around my neck, and gently pulling me closer. Surprised, I leaned in as Rei closed the gap between us. We shared a tender, hesitant kiss, and I gently placed my hand on the back of Rei's neck, holding her with care and assurance.
I knew this was wrong. I knew that there would be consequences, yet I couldn't resist. I intensified the kiss, feeling our tongues intertwine, relishing the taste of the woman I desired above all else. Rei's response was equally passionate, her actions deliberate, savoring each moment and sensation. Rei melted into me and felt perfect in my arms as if she had been created just for me. I cradled her gently, unwilling to release her. I dreaded the inevitable aftermath of my actions.
Rei whispered with hope and fear, "I want to see you again." Her trembling voice betrayed her apprehension. She knew she shouldn't feel this way about me.
"Are you sure that is a good idea?" I asked.
Rei's Point of View
I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. Was this even a good idea? What were my intentions here? Did I want a date? A relationship? Another quick fuck? Was I walking into some disaster? My thoughts were all over the place, but one thing was clear - I longed to see Xavier Woods again. Longed was an understatement; I felt a profound need to see him again.
His deep and captivating voice, rich with husky tones, sent delightful shivers down my spine. Each word he spoke carried a mysterious allure and passionate intensity. I yearned to hear him say my name and to feel the touch of his lips once more. Xavier Woods personified all my deepest longings.
I didn't trust my voice to speak, so I just nodded hoping that my eyes could convey everything I longed to say.
"Give me your phone, Rei," Xavier said softly, holding out his hand.
I was never more grateful than when Mary found me a hot little black dress with pockets. I quickly dug it out and handed it to Xavier. His lips quirked up in a smile when he noticed that my dress did have pockets. I don't think he was expecting me to have my phone.
After creating a contact for himself and adding his number, Xavier handed me back my phone. He put on his helmet, flashed me a quick wave, and drove away. I peered over to see what he had typed in; it showed that his contact was saved as 'X-Biker Friend.'
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I drove up to park on the side of the road, I was astounded by what I saw. Xavier noticed me, and I could tell because he left quickly. Lillianna was going to be furious. Clearly, Xavier was just as enamored with Rei as she was with him. Rei’s plans for an adventurous, risky, one-night-only public intimate encounter might not come to fruition after all - it looks like my friend has developed a serious infatuation. I can only hope that Xavier Woods won't break her heart... for his own sake.As I stepped out of my vehicle and approached the house, I let out a sharp whistle, and cat called out to my friend. Rei looked around in surprise but soon burst into laughter, realizing it was me."Hey, look at you coming home in last night's clothes! Your parents are going to have something to say about that," I teased in a friendly tone.Rei's expression turned somber as she chewed on her lip, lost in deep thought. The question had struck a chord, even though it had been
Unknown Point of ViewI felt uneasy about making the call. I disliked feeling indebted to others, especially in my line of work. But my loyalty to her was the only reason I even considered it. I couldn't bear letting history repeat itself and seeing Rei suffer the consequences. I owe it to her and the kids to make things right.I relished the rich, bold flavors of the last sip of rye whiskey in my glass before quickly pouring another. It struck me how much I had sacrificed to ensure her safety. I should have intervened when Rei became involved with Greg Ravenscroft, but I had hoped to foster her independence and self-assurance. The only silver linings from that situation were Shiloh, Onyx, and Salem.When Greg decided to end his relationship with Rei, it became necessary to sever ties with everyone involved. The aftermath was challenging to untangle, but it had to be done. I had been a silent guardian for Rei since she turned 18, keeping a promise to her real father. Xavier had feelin
Xavier’s Point of ViewRacing home in pure exhilaration, I was amazed I didn't get stopped by the police. My heart was pounding, not out of fear but sheer joy. This morning, I tried to convince myself that having her as a friend would be enough, but that idea was quickly dismissed. The way Rei nestled perfectly in my embrace, her petite, curvy form felt like paradise.I might have let things escalate if I hadn’t seen Grace watching us from her car. When I handed Rei back her phone, I caught all three kids gazing at us from inside the house. Onyx and Salem beamed at me, giving enthusiastic thumbs-ups, while Shiloh smiled as she watched us. It unexpectedly warmed my heart to see that her children appeared to be accepting of their mother kissing me.I knew I’d made a difference when I helped her years ago—of course, I knew! I’d been stalking her for years, but I was unaware of the true extent of my influence. The sight of Shiloh's drawing displayed on their living room wall struck me. Th
Rei’s Point of View“Oh, okay. Um, thanks for letting me know. Yeah, I’m okay. No, really, I am. Grace is here, Sam. Here, ask her,” I said, thrusting my phone at Grace before I got up and started to pace.I hadn’t asked for his number. He cared enough to contact his friends and ask that they let me know. That should matter, right?Why was I so worked up over this? He wasn’t my boyfriend. We had coffee. I kissed him. I fucked him the night before too, but that was supposed to be a spontaneous never to be repeated event. It was supposed to be. It wasn’t anymore, though. Somehow, I caught feelings for Xavier Woods in the last 24 hours. Fuck.“Yeah, no, she’s not. Rei is definitely spiralling. I’ll stay with her, don’t worry. I’ll order some pizza, we’ll watch some age appropriate comedy with the kids and then something more our speed when they go to bed. Don’t worry, Sam, I’ve got this. Have fun on your date. Tap that ass, baby,” Grace laughed as she hung up the phone.Then she set my p
Aamon’s Point of ViewMy informant let me know that Grace was with Rei and the kids. They were going to stay in, order pizza and hang out. What was meant to be just a job became a friendship for Grace. She really cared about Rei. But that’s how my ex-girlfriend was: a big heart and a don’t mess with me and mine attitude. I’d never gotten over her, and I knew I never would. Grace was the first and last girl I would ever love.After Grace left, I felt like a part of me went with her. But I don't hold it against her; she had every right to leave. I knew that meeting up with Lillianna would make her want to run away from our relationship. They had planned to have coffee together and say goodbye, but fate intervened when Lillianna didn't show up, and Rei needed help. Grace stayed behind to assist Rei in picking up the broken pieces of her life, something I couldn't do for her.It was the right decision for Grace to leave this life behind, and I don't regret protecting Rei from it. Our fath
Rei’s Point of ViewAfter Salem and Onyx had gone to bed and Shiloh had disappeared into her room with a book, Grace offered to stay the night and watch a movie with me. Her kindness was appreciated but unnecessary. I assured her that I was handling things just fine on my own. Yes, I was disappointed, but I had endured plenty of difficult situations. This was a minor disappointment, nothing that was truly detrimental.I was aware that Xavier had feelings for me. He called his friend who then told Sam, who eventually told me. That was more than just casual kindness; it was a boyfriend's behaviour. However, I wasn't naive enough to believe that Xavier and I were in a committed relationship. But it was reassuring to know that he had some level of interest in me. And to be honest, I definitely had feelings for him too.I tidied up the kitchen, washing the few dishes we had used. When I reached Xavier's mug, I couldn't help but pause and smile. It hadn't been a full day since we hooked up,
Don Brzezinski’s Point of ViewXavier Wood's supervisor in the elusive government agency was my meeting companion. We didn't often interact with those on opposite sides of the law, but we had an unspoken understanding. Ethan Steele was a rare breed - a kind, unbiased and moral man. These qualities were hard to come by in either of our spheres of operation. Under different circumstances, it would have been a pleasure to meet with him. Unfortunately, today was not one of those.Ethan Steele was a master of balance, easily navigating between two opposing worlds. As a high-ranking officer in the covert government organization where Xavier Wood worked, he could feel the tension in the room, and his expression turned somber when I spoke so formally. This wasn't just a casual catch-up between old friends. Something serious had happened."I'm afraid my granddaughter has gotten involved with one of your agents," I said grimly.“Oh no, romantically?” Ethan groaned, apprehension creeping into his
Xavier’s Point of ViewIt looked like this assignment was going to take longer than expected. I ran my fingers through my short, dark hair in frustration. Our mission guidelines discouraged communication with people outside of our group unless absolutely necessary, but I felt it was needed in this case. Sam had thought ahead and given me Rei's number through Matt's text message. I just needed to figure out what to say when I messaged her.X-Biker Friend: Hi there, I wanted to let you know that I'll be unavailable for a while - more than just a few days. I won't be able to take any phone calls, and my responses to texts might be delayed, but I'll get back to you when I can. I enjoyed hanging out with you and am excited to see you again once I return.I didn't anticipate a reply, knowing Rei would probably be busy with work. I couldn't help but laugh as I pictured how her co-worker Mary would react when she found out about my interest in Rei and that the feeling was mutual. Maybe it was
X’s Point of ViewJust as I had done with Kaz, I guided Lillianna toward the light. It was effortless with Kaz; I respected the Don and enjoyed his company. However, I couldn't stand Lillianna. Yet, there was a glimmer of something in her that I couldn't ignore. After she crossed over to the light completely, I turned to leave."You're not coming with me, are you?" she asked."No," I replied."Will we ever meet again?" Lillianna's voice trembled with emotion."Not if I have any say in it," I responded sharply.“I loved him, you know. In my own way, I loved Xavier. And maybe, just maybe, he could have loved me back,” Lillianna revealed.“But you knew his heart was devoted to someone else, yet you persisted in your pursuit of him. He was never yours to claim. While Xavier may have shared his body with you, his heart always belonged to Rei. And it always will,” I retorted.“You love Rei. I can't quite comprehend who or what you are, but I recognize that feeling of loving someone you can n
Lillianna’s Point of ViewThe audacity of Aamon was unfathomable. Without a second thought, he had given my hard-earned jobs to Chloe, someone who had no business taking them from me. My head spun with fury, drowning out any sounds around me until Iris appeared, her cold voice cutting through the chaos. Before I could react, a searing pain ripped through my abdomen as her bullet tore into me. I felt my insides lurch and knew she had hit vital organs. The shock was almost too much to bear as I gasped for air, realizing this was how I imagined my end. A scream rose in my throat, but was stifled by the shock and agony coursing through my body. All I could do was curse fate for this cruel and undeserved death as I bled out on the floor in front of the bathroom. Rage turned to despair as my last thoughts faded into darkness.Chloe’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Iris had made a grand entrance and delivered a deadly blow with precision and finality. As I stood t
Chloe’s Point of ViewI recounted all of my knowledge about Lillianna to Iris, who listened with great interest. "I have no emotional connection to Lillianna. I believe I should be the one to take her out. Would that be an issue for you?" Iris inquired.I took a moment to consider the question before me. As much as I wanted to be the one to put an end to her life, my friend was essentially being used as leverage by this deranged individual. If Sam was in danger, I feared I would hesitate to act. While I didn’t want any harm to come to my friend, I also knew that Lillianna needed to be dealt with immediately. We couldn’t afford any more delays. With a heavy sigh, I shook my head no."Alright, first, we need to figure out a plan for entering and exiting while making sure Sam makes it out alive," Iris suggested.As we finalized our plan, the two operatives Ethan had sent for backup showed up. They drove by discreetly, acknowledging us before parking on the street at a safe distance but st
Ethan’s Point of ViewI dispatched a team to Lillianna's residence, making sure she and Emmanuel were not present. Iris was instructed not to enter Xavier's apartment without my permission and always to keep an eye on Chloe. Although I knew this put Sam in danger, I didn't believe Lillianna would kill the woman - perhaps harm her, which may have already happened. Even I could see how much Lillianna despised Sam.I had to handle this situation delicately, as we couldn't risk any trace leading back to Aamon, Rei, or Xavier. Lillianna was not someone to be underestimated; she managed to fatally wound Kaz in a moment of rage while he faced off against much more experienced enemies unscathed. I was just one of many who wanted her out of the picture, but I had to deal with her before she dealt with us.My phone interrupted me, and I answered it hastily, recognizing the team member's number from Lillianna's apartment."It's a disaster in here, boss. I can't tell if she trashed the place to st
Grace’s Point of ViewAfter we finished showering, my legs were still trembling. Aamon insisted on carrying me back to bed and holding me in his arms until I felt better. It wasn't because I was in pain but simply because I was physically exhausted. It wasn't a negative experience, but it had been a while since I had been this sexually active during our time apart. I had casual partners here and there, but my heart was never truly invested. I knew I needed to regain my stamina.I gently ran my fingers over the intricate tattoos gracing his skin, savouring the familiar feeling of him. Being close to him was like being home, bringing tears to my eyes. But I refused to let them fall; Aamon would worry that I was upset or in pain. But the truth was, I was grateful. Grateful to have this stunning man back in my life and in his bed again after all this time.“Co myślisz o mojej miłości?” Aamon whispered as I lay in his arms, and my body slowly relaxed.Even though I didn’t speak much Polish,
Matt’s Point of ViewAlex and Tom both texted back that they were working but could come and hang out later. I tossed my phone on the bed and sat down, trying to sort through the thoughts racing in my head. I was in love with Sam. I don’t know when it happened, but there was no doubt—not anymore.Memories of the last time she stayed over flooded my mind. I could still see her lying in my bed, her clothes scattered on the floor except for the thong I had insisted she wear. With her long, slender legs wrapped around my neck, I teased and pleased her until she reached orgasm multiple times at my command.I savoured the taste of her as I licked and nibbled her clit, my fingers moving in a rhythm that drove her wild. She was such a good girl, her legs trembling as she screamed my name. But even in the throes of pleasure, she knew to give me everything I demanded. It was thrilling to have such power over Sam, to know that by just touching her in a certain way, I could control her will and ma
Grace’s Point of ViewAs I woke up next to Aamon, who was sleeping peacefully beside me, I couldn't help but smile softly. We would both be exhausted today after everything he had been through in the last few days. But I knew better than to ask him how he was feeling; Aamon never liked showing any signs of weakness. However, I saw it as an opportunity to support and care for him, while he saw it as something that didn't align with his idea of masculinity.I wanted us to be equal partners, to share in the good and the bad moments. I longed to massage out the knots in his tense shoulders, to pleasure him endlessly when he desired dominant passion, and to submit to his every desire when he needed my submission. I loved him wholly and completely. And I wanted to be there for him in every way possible if only he would let me.I couldn't resist admiring the stunning man lying next to me. With a mischievous smile, I pulled back the sheets and took Aamon into my mouth. His groans only spurred
Shiloh’s Point of ViewWhen I woke up, I was more than a little disoriented. I realized that I wasn’t at home in my bed. I looked around frantically until I remembered what had happened the day before and where I was. I sat up slowly in the bed, taking in my surroundings.The room was silent, and it felt as though the entire house was quiet, too. I was sure guards were still patrolling the grounds, considering who Uncle Aamon was—and who I had become. Now that I had the chance to stop, breathe, and think about everything, my mind was overwhelmed. I wished I had someone to talk to about this, but none of my friends were mature enough to discuss it on that level. I sighed deeply, knowing Salem and Onyx would look to me for clarity. The problem was, I just couldn’t make sense of it all for myself right now.I hadn’t heard any screaming last night, so I hoped my Mom and Aunt Grace had found a way to listen to each other and resolve their issues as best as possible. I wasn’t naive; I unders
Chloe’s Point of ViewI was dressed and ready by 5:30 a.m., which was good because Iris banged on my door at 5:45 a.m. I opened it to see her about to pound again and looked surprised that I was actually ready.“What? I told you I’d be ready,” I shrugged, trying not to be offended at how surprised Iris seemed.“But… it’s 5:45 a.m….” Iris’s voice trailed off.I sighed and shook my head. Passive aggressive much? Damn, that woman needed to get laid. Maybe Rei should talk to her about the benefits of vibrators. There is nothing wrong with finding your release if other opportunities aren’t presenting themselves. Riding your own biker boy is not an option for everyone, I thought with a giggle. And then my face fell because I realized I just laughed out loud. Oh shit.My eyes met Iris’s, and she was pissed with a capital P.“I take it you didn’t sleep well?” I asked as gently as possible, praying my voice had no teasing tone.“No. I did not,” she emphasized every word, giving me a knowing loo