ログイン"Are you not tired of me yet?" Iris muttered. She has been bossing him around since that morning. And he even massaged her feet. Now, he is carrying her back to his penthouse. No matter how patient a man is, or no matter his affection for any woman, he would get tired eventually. But not Xavier, he is asking for more. "Why would I get tired of you?" he inquired, sounding genuinely curious. She sighed. "Don't you have work to do? A billion-dollar company to run? Or you might want to rest. But you are ignoring everything and have been busy with me since you landed here. Deep down, you might be feeling tired of me?" she pressed. He glanced at her. His eyes were intense but clear. "Kitten, I will never get tired of you. Moreover, this version of you is amusing. I like spending time with you. I don't feel that my time is wasted if I spend it with you," he replied. She could feel the familiar flutters in her stomach. He knows what to say and when to say it. Neither of them notice
In the private hospital in Chelsington, Edward Knight is in Physiotherapy. Now his face has recovered from paralysis, and both his arms have recovered as well. It's only his legs that still refused to respond despite the best doctors treating him. "Mr. Edward, so far, your progress is really great. We never thought you would be able to talk at all. But look at you now, you are doing great. Once your legs start to respond, we are very positive that you will be able to walk again," the doctor was saying. Edward is listening to him quietly. He is thinking about Xavier, who told him that he found Iris. Edward was relieved. He saw how much it affected Xavier when he couldn't find her. "If I could walk, my son would be very happy," Edward murmured. Just then, Arthur, Samuel, and Matthew entered his private room without knocking. Edward's face immediately turned cold and distant. "Brother, how have you been?" Arthur inquired with fake affection. Edward didn't reply. "Who are you
In the Knights' residence, Albert and the other Knights are gathered around Desmond's bed. Now the old man is bedridden. He can never walk again in his life. Even his fingers lost sensation, and someone has to feed him as well. Despite all that, he is still the same cunning old man that he was before. The only difference is that he is shit scared of Xavier now. "At this rate, we will go bankrupt soon," Albert shared everything that happened in the company with Desmond. Because none of them is capable of dealing with this crisis better than Xavier. Now that Xavier is not an option, they have to rely on Desmond. "You are all useless. That's why I chose Xavier as the successor of the company. But no, that bitch had to come in the middle and ruin everything for us. No one can save our company other than Xavier himself. Go find out where he is. We will beg him if we have to and request him to come back. Now that bitch is dead, he might want to reconcile with us again," Desmond muttered.
In Italy, Iris found herself surrounded by the turquoise waters. The salty breeze hits her face, mostly blocked by the man sitting in front of her. They are on a speedboat. Xavier is riding while Iris is sitting behind him. The boat's speed initially made her a bit scared, but now the adrenaline coursing in her veins is thrilling. Her birthday is a perfect mix of surprises and care. Her arms tightly coiled around his abdomen, her cheek resting on his back, Iris found herself enjoying her day. Xavier is a perfect companion. He indulges her beyond her expectations, and he is very patient when it comes to her. She is intentionally throwing tantrums, but never once did she lose his cool. The speedboat slowed down when they reached shallow water. The water here is crystal clear, and at just 5 feet, they can see the small fish around them. "Kitten, come, this is a good place to explore the sea," he encouraged her. This particular patch of water is not too widespread, but is limited
"Xavier, what are you doing?" Iris demanded. Xavier is now lying on her bed, under her pink sheets. With his masculine physique, he looks silly. But his body is like it's carved into a stone. Super hard and super tempting. He is shirtless and is not shying away from showing off his body. He is looking innocent, but she is not fooled by his act. Xavier Knight is playing dirty. "I am trying to sleep," he replied innocently. She sighed. "That I can see. But not here. I will show you to my brother's room. You can sleep there tonight," she told him. He gave her a disappointed look. "Iris, I know you are trying to keep me away from you," he complained, looking like shwasis the bad guy here. She gave him a look. "I didn't mean that," she defended herself. "In that case, it should be ok if I sleep here," he declared and made himself comfortable on her bed. Her bed is not small. It's big enough for her. But with him on it, suddenly it feels smaller. Reluctantly, she lay down beside
"I am Iris Knight before my accident," Iris confirmed. Tasha choked on her own tongue, seemingly in shock. "Damn," she muttered. "Ya, tell me about it. My husband had to introduce himself as my husband," she muttered sarcastically. Tasha is completely speechless. "Naomi was right. The contract with the Iris group was too good to be real. There were other companies which are better than Morgan's. But Mr. Knight chose them so that he could get close to you. And he did. What a perfect plan," Tasha realized. Iris is feeling strangely guilty. As if she is responsible for his misery. "Girl, I heard he killed the guy who caused your accident. But they did not find any proof against him. Your husband is crazy for you. He is not going back alone," Tasha sounded worried. Iris frowned. The Xavier she came to know was very gentle and vulnerable when it came to her. It's hard to believe that he is capable of such violence. "I don't know. But, how can a person love another p
Iris stood awkwardly to aside, while Xavier was standing infront of a man who looked old and thin. His left side body is paralyzed, while understood from their conversation that his right side and his left leg recovered from his paralysis just an hour ago. And that old man is none other than Edward
"Why did you come back home without telling me?" Xavier demanded Iris who was seen sitting near the foot of her bed. Her head is down and he couldn't see her eyes. "Kitten, I am talking to you" Xavier muttered impatiently before pinching her chin and forced her to look at him. When he saw her eyes
"Let me help you up" the last man she wanted to see at that moment offered to help. Iris could hear her own heartbeat. Its pounding loudly and erratically. She is so embarrassed, that her eyes started to water. "I am sorry. I don't what happened last night. I had a fever and then I woke up in you
"Kitten" he muttered, looking torn as to what to do. At this point, she is tugging at her clothes frantically. Her eyes looked dilated. When her top hit the stairs leaving her only in her bra, he decided what to do. He lifted her up over his shoulders and carried her to his room. "Brother-in-law,







