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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
“I know you missed me darling… that bitch can’t possibly satisfy you” Gianna drooled, testing her hands up his thigh.As fate would have it, Mikayla stepped out the exact moment. He instantly grabbed the woman’s wrist in a crushing grip and shoved it aside like a piece of garbage. The perfect actress that Gianna was, she never showed the hurt on her face.“Do you like this?” Mikayla’s voice was barely above whisper as her eyes marred with jealousy and helplessness. Gianna was his ex-girlfriend and that was the standard he was used to. How was she ever going to compete with that?She didn’t know why the sight of the girl clinging on to him like a koala disturbed her so much. After all, she was going to part ways with him when all of this is over, isn’t it?Alexi sensed Mikayla’s presence and shifted to another side of the cushion, putting distance between him and the woman he never wanted to see again.His focus was instantly captivated by his woman, Gianna forgotten like an insignifica
Mikayla recited the preparation from her memory and he helped her with everything she asked to do. There was a slight problem though. And it didn’t take her much time to understand.He had no clue on how to do the dishes properly. Sometimes there would be soap suds and she had to rinse them again. His incompetence extended to other thigs too, like inability to stir without spilling. An hour later, he was sidelined to just watch her as she hopped from one corner to other.“You don’t want my help?” he asked, feeling left out. He may be the Devil but he still had feelings.“Nope. All good here” she chirped, hiding her exhaustion from having to do all the work alone. She was smart to realize that having him involved made her work as twice and it was best that he stood idly.She was stirring the aromatic dish on the stove when she noticed him picking out something from the counter. He had his phone out and kept glaring at the instructions, causing her to worry at what he was up to.“What a







