Hope

Alexander's POV

Taking two steps at a time, I ran like my life is just about to end.

Reaching my condo, I quickly punched the codes, and entering I found the condo empty, with no sound.

Frowning, I ran towards my bedroom, opening it, I found the lights, switched off.

When I switched on the lights, my heart stopped for a sec, seeing the breathtaking view of Iris wearing red lingerie, covered by a see-through shrug.

I have never seen anything so sexy in my consciousness.

I kept looking at her. No words were voiced. My eyes trailed from her brown hairs which she had curled, her face natural, the way she knows I like, to be honest, I was shamelessly perving on her.

"Xander..." my angel whispered my name meekly.

"Damn Iris! Do you want to kill me?" my voice came huskily.

The smile on her lips transformed into a cute pout.

"Huh?" she was confused, "I thought you will like it," she whined like a baby, and that's my angel, no matter how sexily she dresses, she stays simple, due to her inn