Xavier woke up due to his phone ringing ‘repeatedly’, he stood up, nude, from the bed. On his bed was a red haired girl named Trisha who he had spent his night with, he picked up his phone. It was his man Kruger calling. “You better have a good reason for waking me up this early if not...” Xavier said letting Kruger sort out the rest.
“My man this is urgent stuff” he said and immediately switched to Italian so that no one close by would hear their conversation.
“ (our warehouses in Puerto Rico, Pakistan and France had been invaded, our weapons stolen and our warehouses burned, these are the doings of the Spanish Mafia’s gang, we need to retaliate)” Kruger said and Xavier nodded his eye darkened in anger, he surely would revenge and get triple of what was stolen.
“(I have news from Shefung and he informed me that there is an opening, the Spanish Mafia’s Warehouses in Indonesia have been located, I believe that is one of their primary grounds, I will send my men to exploit the place and I want you to go with them, take a flight, my Private Pilot would be at your beck and call, he would take you to the place, all the information would be passed to you in due time, so go and take charge)” Xavier replied back in Italian
“My man, are you so committed over there?” Kruger asked in English. Xavier passed a hand through his thick black hair moving it out of his eyes,
“Well you see, I’m about to get married” Xavier said back in English and Kruger let out a chuckle
“When?” he asked,
“bout’ three days time” Xavier replied and the other line became silent
“You didn’t even bother inviting me as your best man, I’m really hurt” Kruger said jokingly,
“Well I just made the decision, it was the request of my old friend, James. I wouldn’t have gone through it all if not for the fact that he is dead now and I feel like I owe him that last respect” Xavier said smirking
“Cut the crap, we both know that ‘respect’ or ‘caring about what people felt’ are not at all part of your characters, so tell me the truth” Kruger said, Xavier could imagine his friend smirking for being ‘wise’ and ‘calculative’, typical Kruger
“To tell you the truth, my Old man Jerkins has been bothering me on the issue of getting married, he said it would make me look like a ‘true man’, well if marrying can help me escape his bickering then I better get things over with” he replied.
“So tell me, is she beautiful?” Kruger asked,
“There are many beautiful ladies in this world Krug, a single girl cannot move me, well I would teach her my ways and she just got to live with it” Xavier said,
“Congrats, my man, actually thought you might never get married. A good improvement. Stay safe, I hope to bring good news” Kruger said and Xavier finally ended the call to see Trisha now fully awake, walking to him nude, the chick was just never satisfied...a true greedy one, his type.
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The so-called-lawyer had begged Xavier to give Amelia, Daughter of James more time to heal as she just lost her father and was suffering from the after effects, but of course, he refused, he could only grant the girl three days and after that...nothing. He knew fully well about the girl’s diverted inheritance and so like every other money monger, he knew that she would marry a stranger under any circumstances just to lay hold of that huge sum of wealth, he didn’t care. He had seen her pictures, she was beautiful, but to him that was nothing new, he already dreaded her stay with him as he knew well that she might have been a spoilt brat and that was one set of girls he detested, whiney and bothersome, her stance and posture was enough to tell him that she was the spoilt type.
His wedding was in by the morrow and he had made no preparations, this would just be like another party, nothing...special. His day turned out to be great when Kruger called informing him that they had just conquered the Spanish mafia’s warehouse in Indonesia and stolen their ammunitions, so he didn’t mind even as Old Man Jerkins, his uncle, continued bickering on how rude he was to request a mourning lady to get married in three days after her father’s death and how he was selfish for not caring about his and the lady’s future, after the long talk, Old man Jerkins turned and walked away.
His uncle was growing more annoying as he became older, first he lectured him about getting a wife and what others thought about a man without a woman leading them and now he was lecturing him about how to marry the lady, maybe he should go marry her himself not dictating other people’s life, but Xavier had no problem with all these since at the end he always did what he wanted, and maybe he wanted to marry Amelia.
Xavier was tensed and he needed to let it out, he took his phone dialing a familiar number,
“Send your very best” were his only words to the receiver and he ended the call, twenty minutes later as expected, there was a knock on the door, “Come in” Xavier called as a beautiful Brown haired girl entered into his huge room. Xavier had workers in his house and they must have allowed the prostitute up to his room as they were used to this.
“I’m Vera, Nice to meet you” The prostitute smirked eying Xavier with a lustful gaze,
“I have no time for pleasantries” came the cold voice of Xavier as the girl removed her long jacket and threw it to the floor, revealing the fishnet-leather outfit she wore which covered only a little of her body, her killer heels making small clicking noises as she walked to Xavier.
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“Xavier, oh you son of a bitch!” Yelled Old man Jerkins, his uncle, “Wake up, you stupid piece of trash, you disgust me, sleeping with anything that wears a skirt! It is your mother fucking wedding day and you’re still in bed and worse with a woman!!” Old man Jerkins screamed and this frustrated Xavier,
“Blake!” Xavier called out and Blake was quick to respond, “Take this man out of my room” he said angrily and Jerkins walked out before Blake could touch him
“Mother fucker” Old man Jerkins said before leaving the room.
Jerkins was the only person who could annoy Xavier and go scot free and he did abuse this privilege.
Xavier turned to Vera who he had just spent his night with. “Get out” he said and she obediently picked up her things and walked away. Xavier took a long shower then took his phone and dialed a number.
“Kate, I want you to quickly inform the Catholic Church in the Filemogo area that we would be having a marriage there now and do a quick decoration. What is the name of the church again?” Xavier asked,
“Saint John Catholic Church” Kate answered dutifully,
“Yes, that one, make sure everything is ready” he said and immediately cut the call, then he called another number,
“ I would like about twenty guests as witnesses to a marriage, only top guests, not more than twenty, then I would also need a best man and someone to walk my bride to the Altar, make sure this is ready in the next thirty minutes” Xavier ordered Dominguez and then he cut the call, leaving no room for questions, not until today had he informed anyone of his intention to get married. It was time to meet his wife.
Amelia felt unsettled and Mel felt worse.Leonard the Lawyer had said that there will be a marriage in three days time and that had really worried Amelia, there was no time to regret or anything, everything was going so fast. The death of Mr. James, Jacob’s accident and her marriage. What a bad year.The knock on the door threw them both into motion, Amelia signaled Mel to stay put why she went to get the door. Her heart slammed against her chest as she opened the door to see a clean middle aged man, tall and handsome, with a look that told that he was a respectable and rich man.“Hello, Miss Amelia, thank you for accepting me”, he said as he walked into the house. Amelia had to borrow Mel clothes which were very expensive and of course Mel had to wear her clothes to complete the act. “Welcome” Amelia said, her voice high-pitched like Mel’s. “If you would come with me” she said leading the visitor to the house, she assigned a couch to the lawyer and he sat, Mel sat opposite him so A
Xavier walked to his limousine his newly wedded bride struggling to lift up her puffy wedding dress and catch up with him. He had dropped her to her feet as soon as they were out of the church. He opened the door to the limousine and entered, not bothering to act gentlemanly and open the door for his bride, she struggled on her own. Xavier didn’t miss her reactions- it was like she had never been in a limousine before- what really was her plan?, why was she acting like a novice? Her father should have taken her on a limousine or at least bought one for her, he overlooked it. She wasn’t his type, she was petite- a thing he didn’t like in women, he liked the tall-very tall and full type, not that she didn’t have curves, but there was this softness and innocence in it all, but he couldn’t deny she was beautiful- like an angel, when you look into her eyes, you might be deceived that she was still a virgin, he could almost hear her heart drumming against her chest-she wasn’t like the con
Amelia didn’t bother looking around the house, it was like a designed and decorated prison, still a prison though, so the beauty and elegance of the place didn’t matter to her.What the hell was she thinking?Her husband had just shown her a piece of him, but surely he would want a child soon- that’s a wife’s duty and he would want sex and she was still a flipping scared virgin.She wanted her first time to be with someone she loved, she wanted it to be with her husband, she would not be getting her first wish.An elderly woman walked into her room, not bothering to knock, Amelia tried covering herself, the woman looked at her like she was just another slut- an irritating slut at that point.Other young female servants or maids entered too and Amelia felt her cheeks go pink, she did do the ‘girls could see each other nakedness’ thingy, even with her years of living with Mel, she wasn’t very comfortable standing nude with Mel in the room, talk more of strangers. “Wash her up and get h
Xavier fumed as he walked towards the maid’s wing, it was late in the night and the few maids still awake scurried out of his presence till he arrived at the biggest room in the maid’s wing, he slammed the door opened -not bothering to knock and Lillian his senior and oldest maid jumped out of her bed in panic.No sleep for the wicked. He had lied to Amelia, he did not threat women like he did men, he would never raise his hands on a woman, he wish he could, because tonight would have been his first.He pinned the now panicked woman to the wall- not at all a romantic scene.“What did you call my wife?” he yelled, rage almost blinding him. Only him could maltreat his wife, he only could tell her what to do, it was a slap to his face- what the maid did to his wife, a fucking maid. What gave her that audacity? “I didn’t call her.... I didn’t insult her.... I’m being truthful....” she stammered. Lies.“Pack your things and get out of my house, if I ever see you again, I. Will. Kill. Y
It had been a week. Xavier walked to Amelia’s room, Blake and Shawn trailed behind him, he was going to take his wife out for dinner and discuss her allowances that would soon be granted to her. But the truth was that: Shawn had wanted Xavier to introduced them all officially to his wife, Blake was the least willing to see the new bride, but Shawn was all over everyone screaming in Xavier’s ears and laying down disturbing threats- which involved sneaking into Amelia’s room in an angel costume just to see her and as Shawn called it- to ‘blend’ with the ‘surroundings’. Like what does that even mean? Shawn also requested to be Amelia’s body guard as soon she would need someone to protect her, she was fragile- an easy target and that was why Blake saw her as a disturbance. Xavier walked into her room without knocking and Shawn shook his head in disapproval. Amelia was lying on the bed, fast asleep. Xavier walked to her to tap her awake, but Shawn drew back his hands, Xavier, with h
Amelia picked up her phone for the first time since she arrived at Xavier’s mansion and dialled a number all too familiar to forget.The phone only rang once before it was answered.Amelia was unable to form words, so she held the phone to her ears, silent.“Amelia, is that you?”The very familiar voice of her best friend Mel questioned. After some seconds of silent Amelia finally said.“Yes, Mel, it’s me”“Oh, I was so worried, I didn’t know what was happening to you”Or what was happening to the money“How is Xavier?” Mel asked“He is really an excellent husband” Amelia lied“Really?”“Yes, it all started out rough but it would be okay”“Are you okay Amelia?” “I feel like a princess” Amelia said holding back the sob threatening to escape her lips “How is Jacob?” Amelia asked already knowing that this was what Mel wanted to talk about most and also trying to divert the topic from her new life with Xavier.“Well, nothing has been done yet”Since you haven’t sent the money“Where you
It was a car pursuit.Shawn was driving fast- their car was a blur. Shawn took a sharp left and then a right.His face was no longer jokey, he was no longer the Shawn that in spoke in meaningless riddles and joked with everything, he was no longer the dramatic Shawn, It was now the Shawn that had qualified and groomed himself as a mafia member, it was the dangerous Shawn who could kill with a smile on his face.Xavier watched the GPS Map on the car.“I think I know where they are heading- it’s Bindinni’s hold, it must have been his men who attacked” Xavier announced.“I know a shortcut” Shawn said slamming on the ignition.Shawn’s shortcuts- especially during car pursuits like this could shorten lives.They were heading to a dead end, but Shawn sped up- this was the Shawn that took risks.Shawn drove through the thin metallic barrier but the car didn’t go unharmed, the front lights were gone and the car was a little squashed but still moving, if they hadn’t disconnected the air bags i
They were three fucking hours late.The dinner was to begin by four pm, it was seven pm and yet no sign of them.Angry, annoyed and frustrated Amelia pulled off the green gown she had been in for three hours waiting for the dinner, she unhooked her hair she had tied upwards, cleaned up her makeup and was about to wear her night dress, when someone came in.No, this person didn’t knock- why would he? He owned the whole ‘motherfucking’- ‘Manners’ Amelia cautioned herself silently. She tried to hide the blush of embarrassment she felt, she was naked save for some little piece of lingerie and bra she wore. The fucker couldn’t even knock. She gave Xavier her back as she wore the first thing she saw which turned out to be a loose gown.Just perfect.She turned to her husband.“You’re late”“I know”What a jerk, he can’t even let an apology slip out his mouth, even by mistake.“You have nothing to say about it?”“I was busy, I owe you no explanations”“I am your wife”“Yeah, yeah, call you