Xavier's POV Huffing out a frustrated sigh I let my eyes wander over the entirety of the paper for the fourth time today. I am still stuck on sheet one for who knows how long! This is way too pathetic; me actually thinking an early morning start would magically alleviate this unbearable numbness. "You're officially the epitome of pathetic mi amigo," rolling the stapled booklet into a loose wrap I fling the thing across the room with all the strength I can muster. I groan when it bounces off the small bookshelf landing with a soft thud a mere three feet away. I've was briefed on the contents within the contract a few days ago before Thomas faxed me the actual documentation. Between all the back and forth this past week I haven't had much time to sit down and read it in full... well until now that is. Arguably not the best time to sign ca-ca with this fucked up space I am currently in. Now there is a massive fire under my ass to approve someone to assist with this heavy workload. Gr
Xavier's POV"We're almost there," Brad's voice fizzle out amongst the cacophony of slow, heavy traffic. The cool air grows slick with awkward tension as the fresh memory of last evening rings in my mind."I am really sorry about yesterday." Tearing my gaze from the bustling street I cast a tired eye towards the man. He manages to spare me a pained glance. Similar regret washes over his cool face, it is as clear as day. "Guess I needed someone else to shoulder the burden for a while... and I stupidly took out that pent up frustration on the people I care about the most." "Dick," Brad chuckles almost immediately, a bit of humor dance in his light-hearted laugh. "Why the fuck did you let me sit through that long dissertation if I was gonna get a cliff notes version anyway?!"Biting back a smile I redirect my attention to the crowded street. "Asshole, I did not make you do shit or sent shit to you!" My heart warms at the playful moment. Even though I know he's purposely trying to avoid
Xavier's POV"So that's it huh?" I hear the asshole snort followed by a short laugh. His voice booms above the ambient music drawing even more attention to us. Reluctantly slowing to a halt, I tilt my head off to the side silently dearing the prick to continue."Typical Danvers behavior man but then again the rotten apple doesn't fall far from the old tr---" This clown! "Chris," Natasha hisses at the idiot, her voice tinged with slight panic. "Let's just go. Now... please."Pursing my lips I reluctantly turn to face the grinning man. His stupid green eyes gleam as he practically brust from all the attention. Despite the burning urge to smash this fucker's face into the wet grass, I flash him a grim smile. "You're welcome Chris! Isn't this what you want man? Why don't you get down on those knees for Daddy while you're at it, son? Mhmm? Since you're being a lil bitch and all." The man's face hardens as he shoots me a warning glance, his s
Xavier's POV "Hey, hey. What if you are just leading him straight to them?!" Brad grabs ahold of arm pulling me to an abrupt stop, I scowl at him to loosen the grip which he flat-out ignores. Here we fucking go again with this God damn bullshit! "I get it. Trust me man I do but you seriously need to think this one through." Ugh. Fuck! My skin grows hot and tight at the slew of emotions slowly churning within me. A crippling ache nibbles away at my chest as random flashbacks pick at my brain. I could have- I should. The crushing weight from that day replays in my mind. No! No! Yanking my arm away, I shake my head vigorously ignoring the small abrasions digging in my aching flesh. "Brad, I can't just stand by--- She almost died the last time man! Do you fucking remember that huh?! Just give me fucking keys, we are wasting time here!" He sighs, a sympathetic look crosses his face. Oh fuck that! "I get it Xavier. I do but---" "Fuck you..." I barely manage to whisper before stalking o
Xavier's POV "So?" Zoey folds her arms across her breast blocking my view from her pointy nipples. The sheer top does little to no effort to conceal her tits from unwanted view. My dick twitches as endlessly scenarios of fucking her raw on the couch now loops in my mind. What's his face being over here a mere second ago, seem to fade from my thoughts and quickly fill with carnal ones."What's going on?" I furrow my brows in response to her inquiries. Switching the focus from my sex-related fantasies, I quickly pull my mind back to the urgent matter at hand. Keeping my family safe. I gulp down air as I recall the news from earlier. Troy is out roaming about on good fucking behavior! The words dance on the tip of my tongue but I refrain from saying them. Zoey and Tyler should never have to worry about anything especially this bullshit. If this fucker ever comes within a mile radius of them, I'll personally kill him with my bare hands! "Zoey," I sigh, dragging a hand down my tired fa
Zoey's POVMy gaze lingers on the flat screen. All the numbers slowly morph into a giant mish-mash of nothing. "Damn it Xavier!" I groan out loud. Slapping a hand to my forehead, I let out a frustrated sigh. "C'mon girl. It's been two weeks get a grip. Get a fucking grip..."So, so eager to have me inside aren't you?Heat slowly crawl up my spine and settle on my cheeks as I recall his words. The feeling of his touch still lingers on my hot skin. It prickles with need... the need for him to be buried deep inside me if I am being frank. I press my thighs as memories from that day plague my mind.You love it don't you? My eyes flutter shut at the overwhelming sensation growing within me. I lick my lips in anticipation as the image of his fingers moving inside me burst behind my eyelids. You love it rough don't you Zoey?"Mhm," my fingers itch to slide into my wet core and relief myself. A knock at the door breaks me out of my reverie. I peel my eyes open and let out a short sigh. Fu
Xavier's POV"Fuccccckkkk," I drawl out stroking my dick harder against my wet palm. Over the past few years, I've hardly entertained a woman much less fuck them, they were all models hired to accompany me to major events and shit. In hindsight I should have probably just fucked with one person but I was just too uninterested to be sticking around just one. Each was duller than a box of RoseArt. I grunt out in pure pleasure. The stinging sensation of the hot water hitting my back encourages me to go even faster. "Oh shit,"Soft moans fill the bathroom as I pump my stiff cock trying to find a release. Under hooded eyes I look down at myself pleased that the pre-cum is already washing down the drain. Gritting my teeth I raise my face to the shower head letting the hot drops hit it in hopes of calming me down. I debated earlier on bringing over a call girl but quickly decided against it. It feels like I would be cheating on her. On my family. I really don't wanna have that feeling restin
Xavier's POVI grab a sparkling champagne flute from a passing waiter and toast it to Even who is now standing in a far corner of the room. He's mingling with some folks but his eyes are glued to me, seemly watching my every move. I smirk at the sour expression on his face before downing the glass in one go.Man, if looks could kill. I'll be dead dead right now. I want to laugh in his ridiculous face but opt against it and instead flash a smug smile."There you are," Sajjan pops into view just as Zoey exists the hallway. The woman looks over at us for a brief second as she passes by. There is hurt and frustration in her gaze which is quickly snuff out when she heads over to Ethan. I watch in silence as she smiles at the man and the trio he is standing with. Oddly enough, the expression does not reach her beautiful bright eyes. "We should dance, this is a classic."My gaze moves from a seemly unhappy Zoey to the woman in front of me. "I do agree with that but you know me, I do not dance