Chapter Thirteen

Xavier watched, furry rising up in him as Kelvin, one of his number one models kissed HIS WIFE on the hair.

He had once though he wouldn’t care if she decided to fuck anyone she wished to but he was wrong, he would kill any motherfucker who fucked his wife.

She walked in, her hands loaded with the files he had sent her to work on, she was done sooner than he expected. Much sooner, she was smart.

He had seen it in her eyes, she knew Kelvin, like really knew him and she cared, the sparks danced in her eyes and he wished... he wished... no, in his world things were different, there was no time to dream and wish, in his world only realistic people survived.

“The files” She said dropping the files and turning away to walk out of his office.

“Wait, I have some job for you. Make me some coffee, would you?” It wasn’t a question actually; it was more of an order. Making a coffee wasn’t a secretary’s job and her lifted eyebrow confirmed that she knew that too but he didn’t give a damn, maybe sh