Five

Kira's POV

"Here's how this will work, baby girl," Xavier said, his voice low and raspy.

It was past six in the morning. I had woken to his calls and I had never been so thrilled in my life. I could still remember last night. It played vividly in my head. His instructions, that voice, that deep low voice that made it so hard to say no to him.

That made me want to do as he says.

It was terrifying. After my orgasm, when he had ended the call, I'd fallen asleep thinking I had to tell him not to call me anymore. The hold he had on me was... Unsettling. I had been told what to do all my life, by my parents. I didn't want to put up with a man who told me what to do as well.

Well here I was now, curled up on my bed, covered in just bed covers and panties with my phone pressed to my ear listening to his hypnotic voice.

"You do as I say," He hummed. "And I'll do everything on your list."

"Everything?" I asked. That would mean he wanted to meet physically. I wasnt sure I wanted that. It felt safer over the phone but in real life? Sure he was rich popular and all, but considering I was to be engaged, it didn't make sense to get tangled up in a situation ship with anyone.

Not even if he is absolutely delicious and wants to fulfil every depraved desire of yours? a voice in my head taunted.

"Everything," He said. "But you need to be obedient, can you do that Kira?"

Obedient. I ought block his number and run off in the opposite direction. Instead I mumured a yes, my thighs clenching in anticipation. Would he tell me what to do this morning? I ached so much.

"Good. I want to see you. We'll face time." He said so simply for a while I didn't understand. And then I did.

"What?!"

"We face time, my pet. I have to see you. I spent the whole fucking night dreaming to do that,"

"I... I can't face time with you!" I yelled. What on earth was he saying? This was supposed to be private. No face seeing, no personal meetings, none-

"Now Kira," He said in a terse voice. "Barely five seconds ago you promised me complete obedience."

"In sex! Or whatever the hell this is! I do not want to see you!" I snapped, sitting up.

"You want to," He hummed. "I imagine what you thought when you stalked my gram page."

I gasped. "How on earth... how did you know?!"

He laughed, a deep rumble. "I have my ways love. You do not want to see me without the clothes? You do not want to run your soft nimble fingers down my chest, you do not want to see the things I could do to you?"

I flushed, panting heavily from his words. Who the hell was Xavier Barnes? He hadn't even touched me and there was that yearning low in my belly. Heat pooled in my panties and I sighed.

"Hear that Kira?" He said. "Your body wants this. I want this. Now be a good little and you'll get it all, okay?"

"Okay," I mumured without thinking.

Shit. This man was dangerous. I watched the call turn to a facetime and there he was, on the other end. Looking way more sexier than any picture on the gram potrayed. He sat on his bed, at least I thought it was his bed. Shirtless.

Bronzed muscles flexed and gleamed in his bright bedroom light. His hair was tousled, and my hands itched to touch them.

But the most beautiful feature he had was his face.

Heavens, he was gorgeous. He had fierce brows, they made him look haughty and so damned high and mighty. His eyes were that dark blue that eemoned me of a stormy sea. I wanted to get lost, drown in their depths. They darkened as he appraised me.

His nose was crooked and yet it managed to suit him just fine. And his lips, thin and pressed together in a firm line that made his jaw look like it could slice through anything.

"Oh," the sounds were out before I could think and I clamped down my teeth on my lip, to hold them back.

"Don't do that," he ordered.

"Do what?*

"Bite those lips," He grinned and my heart melted along with my panties. Perfect pearly whites. I licked my teeth hoping they were just as white. "Only I can do that."

I blushed and he chuckled again. "You look so fucking adorable when you blush. I cannot wait to see what other parts of you can turn as red as your cheeks."

A shudder rippled through my skin then slid down to the junction between my thighs. Other parts of me? Did he... Was he going to demand seeing me... Bare? My thighs clenched and I wanted to smack myself in the face. Was I really just excited at the thought of showing myself off to a stranger?

"Eyes on me, Kira," He demanded. "Do you have the box nearby?"

"I would look around to check but you said eyes on you," I bit out.

"Cheeky," he grinned wolfishly. "I cannot wait to tame you."

I snorted. "Sure. Like I'm a horse or something."

"Perhaps. You're mine to tame."

I shot him a look. "That is creepy. Very creepy."

"The flush on your cheeks say otherwise,"

I was ready to throw a response back when a voice seeped through the intercom.

"Kira? Kira Benevolence Andrews? Get up and let me in this instant!"

Mother? What on earth was she doing at my house so damned early in the morning?!

I waddled out of bed ending the call with Xavier swiftly. When I opened the door, Mother was all dolled up, a stern look on her face.

"You aren't dressed yet!"

"What do you mean I'm not dressed yet?! What's going on?"

"Didn't you get my text?!" She snapped and rubbed her forehead in frustration. "We're going to see your your fiancee!"