Novels by Feyi xtar

MICHEAL'S POV “That's enough torturing baby, I'll like to fuck my wife now.”Ashley giggled, “Waiting for one more minute won't hurt you, Michael.”I groaned. “But I want my baby…”Holy shit.Ashley walked out the bathroom looking like sin itself in those lingerie I love. She walked slowly to me and whispered, “Do you like what you see, Mr Kingston?”I grabbed her throat and whispered against her mouth, “I love it so fucking much.”Then I carried her and laid her on the bed. “Open your legs for me baby.” She opened wide and all I saw was the prettiest pussy, glistening under the dim light with her wetness dripping down her thighs.“Jesus fucking Christ. What a sight!”I took a slow drag with my tongue and she gasped. I kept my tongue on her clit, sucking on that same spot I know she liked.“Baby, yes..fuck right there, don't stop.”She pulled my face closer between her thighs and right now, I don't mind suffocating. I kept on sucking till she was a moaning mess, till I felt she was

ASHLEY'S POV Finally, it's my day. I'm getting married to the love of my life.The thought alone sent shivers down my spine. My heart was racing so fast I thought it might burst through the lace of my gown. I stood there in front of the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at me. The veil framed my face perfectly, the gown hugged my body in all the right places. It all still looked like a dream to me.Before I could fully take in the moment, Sophie’s loud voice cut through my thoughts.“Hell no,” she yelled, grabbing a tissue from the table. “You're not going to ruin that makeup for the third time, Ash. Hold those tears in, or I swear I'll give you a reason to.”Jade, who was standing beside her, folded her arms dramatically. “Seriously, if you made that poor makeup artist redo your face again, she’ll probably quit and leave the country.”I laughed through the tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. “Okay, okay, I promise. I'm not gonna cry.”“Good,” Jade said, pre

MICHEAL'S POV I rubbed my temples, “Baby, please. Get dressed, and let's go. We'll be late for our appointment.”It's been a month since my baby came back home. And I still can't get enough of her. I don't even try to hide it anymore. I hardly go to work these days—instead I work from home. My assistant comes over when necessary, but most of my hours are spent right here…with her. I also made Ashley cut down on her work hours too. She protested, of course, but I wasn't about to let her stress herself, not while carrying our baby.We've been spending more time together lately—movie nights, cooking disasters that turn into laughter, late-night talks where she falls asleep halfway through her sentence. It feels…peaceful. Like everything I’ve been missing finally found its way home to me.And today, today's the day we've both been waiting for. The day we'll finally find out our baby's gender. I've been teasing her for weeks. She's convinced it's a girl. I, on the other hand, feel it in m

MICHEAL'S POV I haven't driven that fast in my entire life. My driver had insisted on taking the wheel, but I couldn’t let anyone else handle it. Not today. Not when my gut told me something was wrong. When I finally pulled up in front of Kate's apartment building, I barely remembered turning off the engine before rushing out. I got to the entrance and was about to ring the doorbell, but the sight in front of me made me freeze.The door was already creaked open.I heard voices, yelling, then…Ashley’s voice.A sharp, helpless kind of panic gripped me as I shoved the door open. “What the fuck is going on here?”And then I saw it.Ashley—my Ashley—was straddling Kate, her messy, her hand raised in mid-air, her breathing ragged. Kate was screaming beneath her, her face already red and streaked with blood. Liam was behind Ashley, gripping her wrist to drag her off.For a moment, I couldn't breathe.What have I done to deserve this from these kids?Both of them froze when they heard me.

ASHLEY'S POV I didn't sleep much last night. I tried—God knows I tried—but my mind wouldn't stop replaying the look on Micheal’s face when he walked out. That silence. That heavy, bitter silence that says you've disappointed me more than I can say. I cried until my throat hurt. And when the tears ran out, I just laid there in the dark, staring at the spot on the bed where he usually slept.It's cold. Empty. It's crazy how fast warmth can vanish when love turns into silence.And now I finally understand what he must've felt every time I pushed him away, every time I shut him out, thinking I was doing the right thing. Maybe this is my punishment—to finally know what it's like to be on the receiving end.But still, none of this would've happened if it weren't for her. Kate.That woman had been nothing but trouble since she reappeared. She keeps pretending to be remorseful, pretending she wanted to fix things. I should've known better. I should've trusted my guts.When I glanced at the

MICHEAL'S POV The moment I walked into the penthouse, Liam was already halfway across the living room, pacing like he'd been waiting for hours.The moment he saw me, the questions followed.“Brother, was she there? Did you get to see her?” he asked immediately, his eyes full of hope and worry.I shook my head, dropped my keys on the counter, and headed straight for the bar.“She's at Jayden's place, but he wouldn't let me see her,” I said, reaching for a glass. “Ashley made sure of that.”The sound of the liquor pouring filled the silence. I downed the shot in one go, letting the burn sit in my chest for a second. I needed it. Anything to keep me sane.Liam sighed, his hands shoved in his pockets.“The only thing you did wrong was not telling her before going to see Kate. This whole thing’s a misunderstanding. She’ll see that eventually.”I poured another shot but didn’t drink it. “Do you think she'll forgive me?”“I do,” he said quietly. “She loves you, Michael. Just…give her time.

IAN'S POV I walked slowly beside Aria, my hand hovering near her elbow in case she stumbled. She had insisted on taking a walk through the hospital corridors, claiming she was going stir-crazy in that room."You're going to fall," I said flatly."Stop treating me like I'm made of glass, Xavier." She shot me a glare. "I'm fine. Just sore.""Sore?" I repeated the word dryly. "Your ribs are cracked. That's a little more than 'sore.'"She waved me off. "When can I be discharged? I want to go home. I hate this place. The lights are too bright, the food is terrible, and the beds are…""Discharged?" I cut in. "Have you seen your face?"She stopped walking, her hand flying to her cheek. "What's wrong with my face?"I said nothing. I simply led her toward a nearby window where the glass reflected her image. Her face was still swollen with bruises on her cheeks, a cut above her eye, and her lip still slightly puffed.She stared at her reflection for a moment. Then she screamed."No! No, this c

ARIA'S POVFor someone who had been in deep sleep for hours, waking up felt like fighting my way through layers of thick fog.I struggled to open my eyes, the bright fluorescent lights stabbing into my skull like needles. Everything was blurry at first: shapes, colours, objects… until my vision slowly focused.The first thing I saw was the ceiling. White, sterile, and unfamiliar.Then I felt my body. Every inch of me ached. My ribs throbbed with each breath I took. My face was stiff and aching, my skin tight and tender. Even my fingers hurt.I looked around, taking in the machines beeping rapidly beside me. IV lines snaked into my arm. Monitors displayed my heart rate, my oxygen levels, and my blood pressure. The steady rhythm was the only sound in the otherwise silent room.Just then, the door burst open, and a doctor rushed in, his face lighting up with relief."Mrs. Weston!" He hurried to my bedside. "You're awake. How are you feeling?"I tried to sit up, but he gently pressed a h

IAN'S POV"Please, have a seat, Sebastian." I gestured toward the empty chair across from me, my voice calm but carrying an edge that brooked no argument.Sebastian remained standing, his eyes sweeping across the room. The guards groaned on the floor. The blood pooling beneath them. Isabella kept whimpering in the corner, her face a mask of crimson. Allison trembled beside her, her hair still gripped in Valentina's hand."I think I'll stand," Sebastian said carefully.I placed my gun on the table and sat back, crossing my arms. "Now that you're all here, I'll state the reasons for my visit."I slid my phone across the table. "That's a picture of my wife in the hospital. Next to it is a video of her, beaten by Allison and Isabella."Victor's face went pale. Dean's eyes widened. Sebastian picked up the phone and watched the footage, his expression unreadable."As if that wasn't enough." My gaze locked on Victor. "Your son right here…" I pressed my boot hard against Dean's back, "...sent

IAN'S POVThe car tore through the gates of Weston Estate at full speed, gravel spraying beneath the tires as we skidded to a halt in front of the main house.I stepped out first, my boots hitting the ground with purpose. My eyes swept across the familiar facade: the grand columns, the sweeping staircase, the windows that had witnessed decades of family secrets.Some people return to their childhood homes after years away and feel a wave of nostalgia. They tear up at the memories, at the ghosts of happier times.For me?Not a single one.I turned to Valentina as I pulled two guns from my pockets, the metal cold and familiar in my hands."Two rules." I held her gaze. "One, you follow my orders without hesitation. Two, I don't hit women and kids, so you'll have to be my weapon for today."She frowned. "It's a woman? The person who did that to Aria is a woman?""Two women, actually." My voice was flat. "Her cousin and my stepmother."She reached into her bag and pulled out a sleek gun, t

XAVIER'S POV"Are you sure you don't want to go home and freshen up?" Valentina stood across the room, her gaze fixed on me. "Maybe get something to eat while you're at it? You've been here for hours.""No." I shook my head, my eyes fixed on Aria's still form. "I have to be here when she wakes up."She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "The people who did this... you know them, don't you?"I went quiet. And that was enough for her."Give me their names." Her tone hardened. "I'll make sure…""Sir."My head snapped toward the door. Jane stood at the entrance, her expression unreadable.I shot up from my chair immediately. "Where the fuck have you been?" I snapped, my voice laced with barely contained fury. "I've been trying to reach you for hours. Do you have any idea…"I stopped, forcing myself to breathe, to keep my voice down because of Aria."Jane, I need you to find Reed. I can't reach him, and I need to know if he's…"She stepped aside. "I'm sorry, sir."I blinked i

IAN'S POVKai and I walked through the hospital entrance, our masks firmly in place. Jane was about to approach the receptionist when a nurse appeared, her expression professional but urgent."Ma'am, please follow me."Kai and I exchanged glances, but followed without question since Jane seems to know who she was. She led us to a private elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. The doors slid shut, and the elevator began its ascent.I leaned against the wall, flipping a lighter through my fingers: a nervous habit I'd never been able to shake. The metal clicked open and closed, a steady rhythm in the otherwise silent elevator. Kai stood rigid beside me, his hands clasped behind his back.The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open.We stepped out and followed the nurse down a long, sterile hallway. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting everything in harsh white. She finally stopped in front of a room and pointed toward the last door at the end of the corridor."Th