LOGINI think all of us can agree that Alexi is a d*ck. Hope you are as excited as me for the chapter where they meet face to face for the first time. ***Please Read*** since I am preparing for an exam I will give only one long update every 2 weeks. Hope you guys will understand and support your author. Thanks for reading❤❤❤
Alexi rubbed his neck sheepishly, “Can I come in?”Michael nodded and let him in before closing the door.He waited for Alexi to speak as Stella watched from the bed, equally confused as her husband.Alexi swallowed, “I… I want to apologize for being a jerk. I should have forgiven you ages ago. I can’t think of anyone better for my sister. I’m such a dick head –”That was all that took for Michael to pounce on his friend and hug the life out of both of them. It was a reunion of the brothers.“You don’t know how much I wanted to hear those words. Fuck you man, for taking so long” Michael choked out, feeling the rush of emotions.Alexi’s neck was constricted with sadness that made him unable to utter a single word. He melted into the hug that he craved for a long time.A tiny squeal from the side made him glance at Stella’s direction. Her eyes were flowing like rivers, snot running out of her nose.“Don’t mind me… I’m just so happy for you” She wailed, hugging her teddy bear.Alexi loos
Like a switch that has been flipped on, Alexi was back to normal the next day. In fact, he was in a much better mood.He gave bonus to his guards, causing them to wonder if the rumors about their boss being bipolar was true.Nobody knew for sure what happened behind closed doors but Michael had a hunch on what could have happen between Alexi and the girl, that changed his temper.After the incident with Delilah, he was wary of any woman Alexi shared bed with. He never failed to run intensive background research before allowing the relationship to proceed. He had done the same for Mikayla too. She was clean.The only defect was that she was from another world. That was the initial factor that caused him to frown upon their union, but then he saw how it made Alexi happy and stayed out of it.Michael secretly admired Mikayla’s nerve to stand up against Alexi and regarded her with respect.*******The night shadowed the mansion like a dome of darkness.Alexi and Mikayla laid side by side,
That night Alexi came home late than usual. He was not surprised to find her passed out in her own bed. But a part of him hoped that she would want to stay in his room, despite knowing his stained past.Maybe it was a good thing that she left him alone. He’d rather be lonely than face her judgmental gaze.Unfortunately, as much as he wanted to rest, he couldn’t. His mind was in haywire.The unforgiving memories haunted him every second he closed his eyes. He got up from his bed and spent the night on his phone, unnecessarily barking orders at his men for the silly mistakes they made. They wondered what was up with their boss all of a sudden.It was only the next day that Mikayla really understood the repercussions of asking Alexi to narrate his past. The emotional toil he was going through was reflected in every interaction with another human. He snapped at everyone for petty things.Even non-living things were not spared from his wrath. He broke the coffeemaker and a couple of glass
For Mikayla, morning came like a dreadful event. She didn’t sleep well last night, and his nonchalance was nerve wracking to watch, as he had no idea what happened.She felt like she would explode with suspense if she held her silence any longer and decided to confront him about the nightmare.He stood in front of the floor length mirror in the room, doing last minute fix ups before leaving for a meeting.She came up behind him and stood at a distance, her shoulders tensed. Mustering courage she asked, “Who is Delilah?”He froze immediately. His eyes rose from his reflection to meet hers on the mirror, an intense battle taking birth in them.“No one” Alexi replied dismissively, continuing with the task of styling his hair like she never asked a question.“You called out her name last night…” she mentioned, a pinch of sadness clouding her voice.He turned to meet her face to face. She wasn’t her usual perky self. The glow in her eyes had disappeared. A stab of pain bolted through his h
Mikayla tossed on the bed in discomfort and unlike any other morning, she didn’t feel refreshed. Her eyelids felt heavy and it was nearly impossible to open them.“Had a good sleep?” Alexi’s blurry question, devoid of any emotion, reached her ears.She squinted her eyes open to catch him watching her, leaning against the wall with his ankles crossed, hands disappearing into the pant pockets.That’s when last night hit her like a hammer. Her first time drinking experience. That would explain the pounding headache. But that wasn’t all she remembered.Her cheeks flushed red when she recalled the wet dream she had last night. She could feel the aftermath of her ‘in sleep’ orgasm between her legs.“What time is it?” she pondered through her parched throat, her voice gruff.He pushed away from the wall and reached her bed with long strides, fetching out a pack of pills from his pocket on the way.“Here, take these. You’ll feel better. And the time is almost noon” he placed it on the table ad
She clung to his neck and buried her face in his chest to shield her eyes from the lights when he took her inside the mansion and carried her up to their room. He kicked the door close before carrying her to the bed and gently lying her on it.Her body rested on the mattress but she refused to let go of his neck. Alexi pried off her hands with much effort and moved aside to fetch the sheets.“S-Sir…” Mikayla hummed. He turned in time to catch her gawking at him with an awe induced expression.“It’s Alexi” he corrected while covering her up with the duvet. She whined and ripped it away from her body.“I don’t want the stupid blankey! I want you, Sir”Alexi’s body turned rigid.“What do you want me for?” he questioned, partially in disbelief that he was asking it. The girl was drunk as fuck and anything she was going to utter could be without her actual knowledge. And yet, he yearned to know.“I want your mouth, Sir” she slurred, biting her lower lip and sliding an arm down her body unti







