LOGIN"Boss, the Knights are moving again. Received a message from Monroe. Your uncles went to meet Mr. Edward," Luis shared while Xavier and Luis were riding alone in the elevator. Xavier's jaw tightened with suppressed anger. "Looks like they didn't learn yet. Call Jensen and tell him to talk with the media against the Knights," Xavier muttered. "Yes, boss," Luis replied. A second later, his fingers are flying on his mobile screen. He texted Monroe before the elevator opened on the top floor of the Morgan group. "Mr. Knight, good morning." Mr. Morgan was waiting for Xavier outside the elevator. "Morning, Xavier," murmured without stopping. Morgan followed after Xavier. "We selected a few locations for our new exclusive stores. If you check the locations and share what you think, we can finalize the area and start the construction work," Morgan shared. Luis took the file Morgan offered while Xavier entered his cabin. "Mr. Morgan, I will bring back the file once Mr. Knight final
The next morning, Iris was trying hard to walk normally. Thanks to Xavier, she is sore, and her muscles are aching. He is a manipulative, obsessed beast. 'You were not stopping him the other night,' her subconscious reminded her. Her face flamed with embarrassment. She was not stopping him. Her voice turned hoarse from how hard she was moaning and screaming his name. This morning, she found a new set of clothes hanging and waiting for her. It's a very soft black-and-white checkered dress that reaches just below her thighs. The dress hugged her frame till her lower waist before flaring over her hips and sitting just below her upper thighs. It has fall shoulders with puff sleeves. She was so tired from last night that it was Xavier who bathed her with warm water and even dressed her up as if she were his personal doll. He even arranged her inner wear, a very soft pair of black panties that were not abrasive over her overly tender nether region. A black lace bra along with black block
"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
"Natasha, don't you think this dress is showing too much cleavage?" Iris asked while tugging at her dress. Like Xavier instructed, now Iris has a completely new wardrobe. All her old clothes were removed and new ones were replaced. When she looked at her wardrobe which didn't feel like her own,
"Kitten?" Natasha inquired suspiciously. He glanced between Xavier and Iris with narrowed gaze. Baron Jones and Candace met each other's gaze briefly before looking at Xavier. "She is looking like a scared little homeless cat. I feel that name suits her well" he brushed it off like its a insult
Xavier's POV Xavier Knight was looking at the blood stained white bed sheets with a blank expression. He showered and ready for the day in his signature suit which highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Despite wearing a suit, nothing could hide the bulge in his biceps when ever he move
"Hey Iris" Chase Winston greeted her with a bright smile. He is the younger son of the reputed Winston family and her senior in law school. He is handsome and charming. He is the dream guy of the entire Houston university in Chelsington. The Winston's are the second generation rich family. The Knig







