Xena Remington:“Oh, so you are home.” I say as soon as I enter my house when I see Jerold’s shoes on the porch, “the least I expect from you is for you to at least answer my texts. You’ve been MIA for almost a day now.”I hear some shuffling in the kitchen which indicates that he is there but he doesn’t answer. Of course, he won’t. His fragile ego is probably wounded. I don’t even know where he was yesterday.“Jerold!” I say as I enter the kitchen and see him eating takeout on the dining table, not bothering to look up at me, “Where were you?”“Oh Xena, I thought you were still busy dry-humping Axel fucking Lancaster.” He said making me roll my eyes.“You literally forced me into doing it. Also, what did you want me to do? Push him away and say what? I have a boyfriend? Oh, wait sorry. You don’t want anyone to know that we are together.” I yell, filled with fury.I can’t believe he has the nerve to talk to me like that after all the things that he has done to me, after all the things
Xena RemingtonI head towards Axel Lancaster’s house which is approximately 20 minutes away from my office. Thankfully, he had a driver drive me around to his house because I couldn’t afford to take my car out anymore so I take the bus and right now as I look at the kind of rich and posh area we are in, I doubt they run buses here.Mrs. Peters came to my office at 4 pm sharp to tell me that Axel had some very urgent work to take care of so he had to leave but he still wants my answer today itself. So he asked his driver to bring me to his house around 6 pm and that I would also be dropped off at my house after we are done with our meeting.My hands were clammy and I could feel a rush of nervousness in my veins as the car entered through the giant gates and I see the most beautiful house ever.The kind of house you put in your vision board as a child because you think you are going to end up being a millionaire by the time you are thirty.I thank the driver for the lift as he helps me
Xena RemingtonI don’t think I’ve spoken more than ten words since yesterday. I was too lost. I absolutely despise Axel Lancaster for doing this to me. I am a good person. Such ungodly thoughts are wrong, especially about your boss, a man who is a part of the fucking mafia.Ugh.I’ve never been a highly sexual person like Zara. I’ve never talked about men in an overtly sexual way, the way Zara talks about her crush, Asher.What is it about these Lancaster brothers?Do they do this to every woman they come across?Having innocent women like me wrapped around their pinky finger.Consuming every thought by barely even doing anything.Thoughts keep rushing through my mind as I knock on Axel’s door.“Come in.” I groan internally as I hear his deep sexy voice.Why is this happening to me?I haven't even entered his office and he is already affecting me.“So I wanted to ask you, what my responsibilities would be.” I say in a curt tone. Wanting to end this conversation as soon as possible. I
Chapter 11 Xena RemingtonI kept fidgeting with my fingers as I sat on the couch, waiting for Axel to come down. I couldn’t get the flashes of everything that happened yesterday out of my head. I don’t know what was going on but ‘it was intense’.I had come to Axel’s penthouse again to bandage him up and I feel like I’ll have to keep doing this every morning for a week at least. Thank god, I broke up with Jerold before this happened because I have no idea how I would have explained why Axel’s driver is picking me up first thing in the morning and taking me to his house and not the office. I continued looking around like a lost puppy as I waited downstairs for Axel and kept wondering if I am going to change his bandages in the living room?“Oh Ms. Remington, you are here. You can go upstairs. His room is the first one on the left, you can’t miss it.” Mrs. Costanza says as she appears out of nowhere, making me quickly stand up on my feet to greet her.“Upstairs? His bedroom?” I ask n
Xena Remington It’s been a month and I’ve been good. I knew the warning Axel had given me was real and that I needed to get over my little ‘infatuation’ so that I can work with him properly. I say everything curtly to him and I try to act as normal as I can. Sometimes I feel like it almost comes across as a little robotic. But thankfully he hasn’t touched me like that again. Somehow a part of me is disappointed, I hate that part of me. I keep getting dreams on occasions where Axel is doing ungodly things to me and I am letting him do it to me without any hesitation.I hate Axel because I think he has started teasing and mocking me every time I am around him. He likes getting on my nerves and he knows I won’t yell at him because I am scared of him.I might not be as scared as I used to be, but he is still a part of the mafia and has been known to be a cold-blooded killer. Though I have to admit, I have never even remotely seen that side of him. “So what are you doing?” I quickly shu
Xena Remington“So I am wrapping up for the day. Do you want me to do anything else for you?” I peeped into Axel’s office for a minute before I leave. I always do this even though he has told me that he will call me when he needs me. But after working for Axel for over a month now and I know how busy he is as a person and he usually ends up forgetting to assign work to me if it’s not urgent. So just to be on the safe side, I pop by every day to make sure he doesn’t need my help.“Xena, come in.” he says as he closes his laptop and looks at the outfit I am wearing. He always does this. And I hate how I have started to pay more attention to how I dress because I know Axel will look at me. Today, I was wearing my crisp white shirt and a black formal skirt. It was a simple outfit but my hips are huge so I always end up getting a lot of attention in this outfit.“So did you find out anything?” He says referring to the task he gave me. I had to find out who is embezzling money, but he thin
Xena Remington “Hey! I am here. In your closet.” I yell as I stare at the massive walk-in closet I was in. I am so jealous. Having a walking closet has always been my dream.But for now, I think I will have to settle for a normal closet full of my clothes.I don’t even remember how any of this started. Initially, I came to Axel’s house just to bandage him up but when I saw him struggle with basic things like putting on clothes and getting ready for the day, I helped him wear his shirt, his vest and then his blazer. Before I knew it, I started picking out clothes for him every day, long after his wound had healed. For some reason, we got into a sync- where his driver would pick me up first thing in the morning to take me to his place, I would tell him about what things are going around in the
Xena Remington“Zara, you are going to feel dizzy.” I look over at Zara who was sitting in my office, swivelling on the chair in front of me like a kid.“Ha-ha, jokes on you, I already feel dizzy. I could puke right now, I feel that dizzy.” She says proudly as she holds her head.“Then stop,” I say in a bored tone.“Please you are just jealous.”“Yeah, I wish I could also feel like throwing up my lunch.” I mock her as she finally stops swivelling.“Ouch, my head hurts.” She complains as she lets her head fall on my desk.“Yeah, I wonder why,” I say, absentmindedly. Still not over what Axel did to me yesterday. “Okay, I’ve been hiding something from you,” I say nervously, not knowing how she is going to react.“What did you do?” She asks as she lifts her head up.“Axel is…. I don’t even know what to say. I don’t know how to explain.” I say shyly.I was not used to talking about such things. I became friends with Zara around the same time I started dating Jerold. I used to tell her abo
Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph
Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers Anyway, follow whichever order you want, this is just a suggestion. Siya Rains As I wrapped up my class, I realized how distracted I was throughout it. I started teaching psychology at this well-known university three years ago. I was twenty-five years old when I had my first batch of students and I know as a teacher I am not supposed to have favourites but I did have one, Jimmy Miller. He was very smart and had recently got an internship at a recognized enterprise. But unfortunately things spiraled from there, the owner, Paul Scotts was actually a sadist, alcoholic asshole who liked beating peopl
Xena Remington Was I nervous? Yes. Was I excited? Yes.I was formally engaged today to the love of my life. I continued looking at the beautiful ring Axel had picked out. it was clear that he had asked Zara for some help and she had shown him the exact ring I wanted, I had also saved it on my pinterest board and I couldn’t believe that he got the exact same design and colour.Axel always goes all out for me.I looked around to find him as everyone around us was drunk and enjoying the engagement party but I couldn’t find Axel in the mix. His brothers were laughing and having a great time. Everyone was too busy to know where Axel was.As I headed out of the huge venue hall. I saw Axel heading towards the huge common area, which had big couches and a bar as well.“What are you doing here?” I ask Axel who is startled by my voice but just shakes his head a little to tell me he is fine, “Are you drunk? But you don’t drink?” I ask in a worried tone, “Axel, please tell me what’s going on?”
Axel Lancaster“So did you talk to your mom?” Xena asks me as she dries her hair with a towel, fresh out of the shower. My eyes immediately go down her body, looking at her ass as she tries to find the clothes she wants to wear in the closet.I breathe in harshly as she bends over making the small towel rise a little over her thighs almost to her ass, as she struggles to find a dress. I knew she was complaining about something in the background but I couldn’t do two things at the same time. To be fair, it was impossible to concentrate on anything when she was bent down in front of me.“Axel. Did you?” she asks me again as she waves her hand in front of my face as she walks up to me with a dress in her hand.“Yes of course. Why wouldn’t I?” I say as I look down at her chest, the towel doing barely anything to contain her breasts. “Axel, what did I ask you?” Xena whined as she grabbed my chin up and made me look into her beautiful big eyes.She is so cute when she is angry.“AXEL!!!”
Xena RemingtonSienna's announcement of the wedding date left me both excited and apprehensive. I knew Axel and I needed to have a conversation about this, but Sienna had made it clear that it was to be kept as a surprise. I respected her wishes, but my curiosity gnawed at me.As the days passed, the anticipation grew but couldn’t do anything about it.Then one afternoon, in the midst of a lazy day, I had taken a holiday to relax after a rush day at the office. As I was going through my mail, I found a mail sent to me by me?What the hell?My eyes widened as I looked at the wedding card. Uh-oh.I paced around nervously in the bedroom, knowing Axel is going to have some sort of a reaction to this, but to be fair, even I didn’t know that his mother has sent out wedding invitations.My bit my lip nervously as I heard a car pulling in the driveaway. It was three o clock in the afternoon and I am guessing Axel had rushed home after seeing the wedding car.I went downstairs to the living r
Xena RemingtonThe sunlit morning filled our cozy living room as I sipped on my coffee, my mind drifting through thoughts and plans for the day. The doorbell's unexpected chime broke through my reverie, and I glanced at the clock. It was still early."Who could that be?" I wondered aloud, setting my coffee down and heading to the door.As I opened it, my heart warmed at the sight of Sienna and Georgina standing there, both grinning mischievously."Surprise!" Sienna chimed, her eyes twinkling.Georgina added, "Hope we're not interrupting anything important."I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not at all. What brings you both here?"Sienna's grin widened as she held up her hands, revealing a wedding planner's portfolio. "We're here to help you plan your dream wedding, darling."My eyes widened, and a mix of surprise and nervousness bubbled up within me. We had discussed this plan, Sienna and I, but seeing it unfold in front of me was both exciting and slightly intimidating.Before I could fu
Xena RemingtonThe evening of the hosted dinner had finally arrived, and as I stood by the entrance, welcoming both the Lancaster and Remington families, I was in disbelief over the fact that this is actually happening. I never thought I would be hosting a family dinner in my billionaire boyfriend’s penthouse. I always thought I would have the worst family gatherings because Jerold or Fiona would always cause a scene somehow.The Lancasters arrived, led by Sienna, who looked beautiful as ever. It made me happy to see her getting along with my mother so much, they seemed to get along well. As our families exchanged polite greetings, Fiona lingered at the back, her disinterest palpable.I watched her closely, curious to see her reaction as she laid eyes on Axel. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy when her indifferent expression shifted into something more intrigued the moment she saw him.Axel shook hands with my parents, sharing a few friendly words, but when he came to Fion
Xena RemingtonLying in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp enveloping us, I felt a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me. The echoes of yesterday's family dinner still resonated in my mind, and I knew I had to talk to Axel about it.Shifting my gaze to him, I sought refuge in his warm eyes. "Axel, can we discuss what happened yesterday?"His concern was palpable, his touch a soothing caress against my cheek. "Of course, Xena. I sensed there was something on your mind."Summoning my courage, I began, "My family really loved the house, especially my parents. It made me feel proud and happy, but..."His reassuring smile encouraged me to continue. "But what's been bothering you, love? You know you can share anything with me."Inhaling deeply, I released my thoughts, "its Fiona. I can't shake off this worry that she might try to flirt with you or create tension. She's always had this way of getting under my skin. I just... I don't want her to ruin what we have."His eyes softened, h
Xena Remington The decision to reveal my relationship to my parents had been weighing heavily on my mind since my conversation with Sienna at the party, where the topic of marriage came up. I was well aware that springing such news on my parents out of the blue wouldn't be wise, and I felt the urgency to tell them about Axel sooner rather than later.As each day passed, the knot of anxiety in my stomach tightened. How could I explain to my parents that I was dating a man from the Lancaster family, a name that my mother used to evoke fear when I was younger?After several days of nervously pondering the situation, I concluded that I needed to broach the subject when I gift them the house. To that end, I extended an invitation to my entire family for a weeklong visit to the city, hoping to gather the courage needed for this important conversation."Your house is truly beautiful, sweetheart. I'm incredibly proud of all your achievements, and I'm thrilled that you've moved on from Jerold.