Scarlett's povIt was New Year's Eve today.I was in my room completing some work of mine.From the past few days, Xander has been really nice to me. He would always try to have conversations with me, he would ask about my favourites and make dinner which reminds me, he's been coming home early too. He was really being nice. I mean, it wasn't like he was rude before but he wasn't nice either.And I don't know if I'm liking this change in him or not.I mean I would like it if I had planned to actually give a chance to this marriage but no, I'm gonna leave and I don't want him to be hurt when I leave.I was lost in my thoughts when I heard knocking on the door.I got up from the bed and walked towards the door.A pretty looking lady in a black jumpsuit was standing there with few girls behind her. Each carrying different arrays of dresses.It was my stylist Xander has sent.I had to accompany him to some New Year party tonight.I actually wanted to go visit the of orphanage today. Since
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Everyone was shocked after listening to that man address Scarlett as sister.But she, she recognised him and wide smile crept up on her face on seeing him. He walked towards her and quickly embraces her in a tight hug."I've been looking all over for you for the past few days."Which was true, he had indeed been trying to find her. He even went to the place where they met but no sign. It was quite difficult, almost impossible to find a person whom you know nothing about. She also smiled on hearing his words."I never thought I would meet you again." He pulled away to look at her face and whispered, "but we met again. Now first tell me your name. You know how hard it is to try to find a person without any name, nothing." Both Xander and Nicole couldn't make sense of what was happening.If she's his sister then what name? Why would he ask that?Aren't they already supposed to
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ "Why didn't you tell me that you met Elray?"Xander asked licking her earlobe. Scarlett was going to answer with, ' I didn't know his name.' but then she remembered why would she even tell him anything anyways.She wasn't obliged to answer to him.So she said,"Why would I tell you?" On hearing her words, Xander's jaw clenched. His moved his lips towards the skin below her ear and sucked on it. Hard. He sucked hard enough to leave a mark. Everything that happened this evening was getting to him.He was more worried about her safety from his half brother and step mother and here, she was making it more difficult for him. She is his calm. His peace. And after getting relieved on knowing Elray won't do anything to hurt his Triantáfyllo, all Xander wanted to do was to take his wife in his arms and spend time in her comfort. But he did want to know why didn't she tell him she me
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Just a few inches and he'll lose his Triantáfyllo.No, he can't let that happen. He moved fast and quick. Only a little more difference was left between Scarlett and the chandelier.He needs to be fast. The moment he took another step, a loud thud was heard and then the breaking of glass followed. His heart stopped beating for a moment. All he could think was his Triantáfyllo, his rose might be there, under the broken chandelier. He quickly ran towards her but tripped and fell, the glass pieces pierced into his arm and legs.But he didn't stop. He didn't stop until he reached his wife. He sighed a breath of relief when he saw only the Chandelier was there, broken chandelier.His wife wasn't there. His gaze moved in search of her and stopped when he saw her being engulfed in the arms of someone else. That person must have saved my wife. He thought and walked towards them
THIRD PERSON'S POV The hard metal of the chair he was sitting on scraped his thighs. Letting out a deep sigh,he closed his eyes shut again.He looked tired and exhausted but his eyes were hopeful. Those hopeful deep eyes of his also held a distinct emotion he only felt once in life till now. Scared Xander was scared, terrified of what might come out the mouth of the Doctor who has been working for him for years.He has never gotten any news in hospital that would make his smile or make his heart relieved or make him thank anyone. That's the reason he never trusted these big buildings known to save people's lives but at the end, he also knew, on this earth, besides the so called god he doesn't believe in, doctors are the one who might be able to save lives of fragile humans. It was in buman nature, to try.Try everything they can , go to anyone they think can help them in miserable time of their lives. And so was the case for Xander too.The billionaire couldn't help but resort
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Mike's words swept the floor beneath Xander's feet. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His Triantáfyllo would never do such a thing. She's strong and always find solutions to her problems, there's no reason she would try to kill herself.Xander refused to believe it. "You're wrong, doctor. My wife would never do that." He coldly answered Mike. Somehow, this answer provided relief to the doctor. He hated to think that she would ever try to kill herself because of Xander, when he knows how much Xander loves her. There was only one other option left now. The possibility of which he never wanted to consider. It was perilous, threatening and too dangerous. But that was the only way left.The doctor sighed turning his gaze around the hallway before looking back at the stressed out Xander. "If she didn't try to take her life, there's only one other possibility then...." X
THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________The plush leather seat was pressed under the heavy weight of doctor's rear. Xander took the place next to him, his strong hands on steering wheel.The soft breeze outside was the only sound that could be heard from the half open window on the doctor's side.The silence that prevailed in the car was proof how much tensed the atmosphere was. It's like you know a big block of stone is going to fall over you but you can't do anything about it, you can't move to get away nor can you stop it.You can just wait but the wait seems endless as you can see the block of stone coming but don't really know when it will fall on you.Mike had no idea how to tell the person sitting right next to him of his wife's condition. His heart clenched at the thought. His eyes swayed to the young billionaire every two minutes.His broad shoulders tensed, teeth grinding ever so tightly again each other as h
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Looking at him, Mike got terrified too. He has worked with many men with aggressive nature and temper problems but that's the problem with Xander. Men in Mafia used to get mad, raging with fire and thoughts of killing swirling around in their minds. One could easily tell from their mad countenance, the fury and wrath they possess and could as well possibly unleash anytime. But Xander, he was always known to be cold and crisp, he doesn't get hot in rage and anger. Instead, he gets cold. So freezing cold!Biting cold! He turned imperturbable and calmly rigid. One would never know what's going on his mind, if he wants to kill or torture or destroy. His eyes never gave away a single emotion of his to anyone ever. Though those same eyes could easily read others' emotions very well and know the working of their minds. "Xander, please try to calm down. We'll do everything we can t