"What the heck did you do?" Xavier asked angrily at his brother who was sitting casually on the couch, watching television as if he didn't do anything wrong at all.He glanced at his older brother and shrugged off his shoulders. "What do you mean? I didn't do anything wrong.""Stop bullshitting me, Zeus, and tell me what happened." Xavier gritted his teeth, annoyed that his brother was obviously being brat once again. His temple twitched and he could feel his veins ready to pop out of his skin."I already told you, I did nothing."Xavier clenched his jaws. He went in front of his younger brother and pulled his collar up. Xavier's face was dead serious and his eyes glinted with contempt and visible threat. But Zeus was not even faltered about it."Just. What. The. Fucking. Hell. Did you do?" he gritted out, emphasising every word that he said whilst glaring intently at his brother. A murderous aura began to emit from his body as he tightened his grip on his brother. Xavier wasn't bein
Clarise couldn't do anything as Margarette begged. She was torn between letting the young woman go or not. But in the end, she lost it. Margarette was just too hard to say no with. Especially when she pulled off such an adorable look. "Are you sure you're okay? You still need to rest, ma'am." "It's okay. I've had enough rest already," Margarette said as she put her jacket on. Clarise had this worried look on her face as she watched the young lady get ready to go meet Mr. Ivanov. She wasn't sure if her decision of letting Margarette go there was a good idea or not. But she had already said yes. She sighed. Whatever, she will just make sure that Margarette will not see that "thing". The basement has several rooms, by the way. Most of their men rest there. Besides that, Xavier has his own office in that quarter. She just hopes that her boss won't get angry because she took Margarette to that place. "Let's go?" Margarette said nervously. Her maid nodded her head. Together, they exi
Margarette felt as if her soul was leaving her body. She was trembling as her skin went white. Her heartbeat was beating so fast that she might have a heart attack any moment from now. A gun pointed at someone's head right in front of her own eyes. And it wasn't even just someone, it was Clarise whom she considered as her friend in this establishment since she got here. Xavier was furious, to say the least. Anyone could feel the murderous intent of his eyes and the suffocating aura he emits. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Clarise with such a look that will make your knees tremble. And Clarise was the perfect example of that right now. She was trembling so much in fear, as if at any moment she would piss on her own pants. Cold sweat trickled down on her back as she stood motionless with a gun pointed against her temple. "Clarise..." Margarette uttered, hopeless. Her personal maid shouldn't be the one to blame. It was her. She was the one who insisted on coming here, not the
Xavier has this soft, gentle smile on his face as he gazes at her. Margarette trembled in fear. He was unrecognisable. It was as if she was looking at a stranger in front of her. "S-Sir..." she whispered, a lump suddenly clogged in her throat. She doesn't know what to say. The longer she stared at him, the more she couldn't recognize him. Her palpitations were increasing but at the same she was getting more and more pale. "You're such a temptress, doll. Wouldn't you agree?" he huskily asked. His arm was supporting her weak body whilst his other hand was caressing her pale face. His eyes burned with false tenderness. "W-What are you going to d-do...?" she shakily said. Even though afraid, she didn't look away from him. He suddenly smirked. "How bold," he uttered, amused. All of a sudden, his hand wrapped itself around her throat. He lifted her up by holding her neck, suffocating her. Her eyes widened as her feet began to leave the ground. "What am I going to do, you say?" he asked
Her body was trembling, but it was no longer because of fear, rather it was because of the utmost pleasure she was getting from what he did to her. It wasn't a bad feeling at all. In fact, although she's embarrassed to say this, she enjoyed it very much. So much that she's still shaking up until now, unable to recover from the pleasure he gave.He chuckled in amusement. He licked his fingers clean as he stared darkly at Margarette. His eyes were flaming with desire. His cock was throbbing painfully in his pants.She wasn't able to fully recover her strength when she suddenly felt a movement on top of her. Shocked, she stared wide-eyed as Xavier took out his huge member."W-Wait—" he cut her off."Hush... aren't you feeling bad? I've made you come. It's time for you to repay it." He held his cock and stroked it slowly. Her attention went to it and she gulped at how big it was. Even though it was literally deep buried inside her last night, she is still not used to it and it still hurts
She inhaled harshly as his words surprised her. It was surprising that she immediately understood what his words were, but it was still a shock to her that he would say such a thing. It makes her face flustered. She reluctantly stood up, looking at his eager expression on his face. She doesn't have the heart to refuse such a request."Okay..." she timidly answered. She swallowed, hard, as she battled what to do next. She bit her bottom lip, unsure of what to do. "Uh..."As if he immediately understood the dilemma she's having, he chuckled. "Come here.""H-Huh?""Straddle me." He took her hand and pulled her down to his body. Their lips instantly met. She moaned upon feeling his soft lips against hers. She closed her eyes as he moved his lips, kissing her gently—passionately. Unlike how he kissed her earlier with aggressiveness. She let out another moans of delight. At first she didn't dare move her lips, but as the moment went by, she eventually got carried away and began to kiss him b
"Have you forgiven me already?" she asked with that innocent look on her face. Her voice was weak yet her eyes were glinting with hope. He was taken aback. She took him by surprise which left him speechless.Seeing that the latter seemed unwilling to answer her, she sighed and rested her cheek on his bare, chiselled chest. She listened to his heartbeat and found it fascinating to listen to—like a symphony. It was pleasing to the ears. It only reminds that he was still a human after all. Even though he nearly transformed into a demon earlier, he's still a man. A person with a beating heart. With life.Margarette knew that she had made a mistake. She had angered him by talking to his brother. She's naive and doesn't understand that talking to another man may be inappropriate. She blamed herself for being stupid and clueless about the world. She felt so stupid.And so, she decided to talk to him and ask for forgiveness. She feared that he would throw her out. She doesn't have a place to
Life is really unpredictable. One minute you were only battling for survival, the next second you were sacrificing your own life to someone who isn't even the slightest related to you. Ironic, isn't it?Margarette almost couldn't recognize herself. What was she doing? Isn't the reason why she escaped because she wants to live? Isn't it the reason why she didn't complain about being sold to an auction because she wants to survive? But how come she almost got herself killed last night?It was still a wonder for her. It was a wonder how she was able to take the bullet instead of letting it shoot through another person's heart.Perhaps, it was just instinct.She's one of those people who easily gets attached to another person. Or perhaps, she's just too lonely to even lose another person in her life. Either way, she's not regretting it.A part of her was terrified of what Xavier was capable of. She's afraid that those people around her would get hurt if he's provoked. She doesn't want tha