When He Drives You

Zara's POV

I passed a glance at the maids. Everyone was fucking looking at their feet, blushing at the imagination that Xander evoked about our sex last night.

“Is your mouth so tired too that you aren't saying a word, wife?” He said playfully, his hand reaching for mine.

What the hell?! This was so awkward. I immediately drew my hand down, and said confidently.

“Xander, I am absolutely fine.” I lied with a bright smile.

Inhaling a long breath, I continued, “And I don't need any sorts of leaves to take rest.”

Holding my back uptight was fucking difficult but was there any option?

Xander nodded slowly and through his deep gaze, I could sense how deeply he was observing me. I gulped down nervously and tried to build in confidence and energy, not giving any more chances to pull my leg.

I took a sip of coffee while Xander was having his sandwiches. Silence prevailed in between but it was short-lived as Benjamin walked over frantically.

“Young Master, Ciara notified me that the clients fro