LOGINIn 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
Xavier brought Iris back to the Stark manor. She insisted that she wanted to go home. She didn't say a word during the entire drive. Xavier looked tense. Just before she got out of the car, he grabbed her hand, unwilling to let go. "Kitten, don't push me away," he murmured. He is looking torn between pulling her back and letting her go. She was right, though. He couldn't bear it if she really started hating him. That can actually kill him from the inside out. She didn't pull her hand back. He took that as a positive sign. She didn't look at him either. "A section of my brain was damaged. So I lost all of my memories. It's like a clean slate. I can understand that we might have had sweet memories together. I regret not remembering them. But Xavier, you have understood that you are a stranger to me. Apart from our physical intimacy, I don't feel anything for you in my heart. A marriage without love is nothing less than a misery," she murmured. His hold on her hand tightened. "The
"Mind, body, and soul," Xavier replied as if that's a normal thing to say. His response scared her. She realized that she was playing with fire. The kind of fire that doesn't seem to burn her, but everything else. "You are being unreasonable. I..." Suddenly, she started to feel like a fly trapped in his web. He narrowed his gaze. He let her body slide down his own. When she tried to create some space between them, he pressed her body with his, trapping her between him and the glass wall. "I am being unreasonable, Kitten? Do you know how much it hurts to live without you? I don't want to scare you. But no one has ever said that I am a good man. Still, here I am, patiently trying to win you back even though Benjamin tried every dirty trick in the book to make me believe that you are dead. I feel that I am being quite reasonable. I tried to play nice. But when you are looking at me like I am a stranger, it's hurting me more than anything else ever did. You forget everything, but I st
In Nashville, Iris was seen running purely on adrenaline. She didn't notice that the bullet lodged in her back was leaving a trail of blood behind. She could feel the pain, but escaping from Chase was her priority. So she didn't stop to assess the severity of the damage. But as she kept losing bloo
In the townhouse, Desmond is looking at Xavier smugly. "You like that girl, Xavier?" he inquired in a tone which Xavier is all too familiar with. This is the same tone Desmond uses when Xavier does things that Desmond doesn't approve of. Desmond would make sure that Xavier wouldn't ever like them
Iris was sitting stiffly as she was held at gunpoint. Chase is sitting beside her with a gun pointing at her head. Someone whom she felt she had seen before in the Knights' residence is driving the car. An hour ago, when she just locked her door, creating an illusion that she was safe. But her il
"You think Desmond Knight controls the Knights? You are delusional, just like the old man," she said with a smile that felt like it was empty, as if she wanted to really laugh at these delusional people around her. Only she knows who calls the shots for the Knights. Desmond Knight is just a puppet







