(Xander's POV)
Karis was left speechless, her mouth parted and closed as if searching for the words to reply to me. I could not point my fingers at exactly what it was, but after when she stormed out of the hall because of Emma's provocation, it seemed like she was a different person. Her eyes, which were always filled with admiration, were dull.
I was still finding it hard to believe she had run away from me. What the hell was going through her mind? She used to be a naive open book I could easily read, but now I had no idea what she was thinking.
The lady underneath me was different from the little girl I grew up with, who kept pestering me everywhere.
The shock in her eyes disappeared and was replaced with a mischievous look. "Who said I belong to you, Xander?" She snickered at me.
I didn't like the tone in which she spoke, how dare she suddenly behave like she didn't love me after we were married due to her obsession. "Repeat what you just said Karis and I will show you who you belong to," I said through my gritted teeth. She was pissing me off, I still could not get the image of how she was smiling and giggling at that snake Skyler right in our wedding reception.
Even after Skyler declared his intentions for snatching her away she didn't bat an at him. One thing I hated was when those who didn't keep their hands to themselves touched what was mine. Skyler knew exactly the type of person I was, and that was why he kept on pushing, wanting me to show Karis my true self.
"Xander I don't belong to you. I am my own person; this marriage means nothing, and you know that yourself." Her cute voice declared, trying to be brave. The more she defiantly she act the stronger my urge to domesticate her.
"This marriage does not mean anything." This had to be the biggest joke. What was her game? Did she think that running away from me would make me fall for her? I don't know what's up but this was very intriguing.
I leaned towards her ears, which were turning red; I could feel her shiver when my breath fanned over her delicate fair skin, which I just wanted to brand all over, remembering how that dog Skyler had the nerve to kiss her hand.
"If you don't belong to me, will I be able to do what I am about to do," I said whispering gently to her ears. Her eyes shot up and before she could open that mouth of hers that was itching to challenge me, I captured them again.
The taste of her lips was something I was already getting addicted to. I wanted to devour every inch of her mouth. Her hands were drumming against my chest, which was annoying, so I caught them pinning them against her head.
.
She could not lie. She was enjoying the kiss because I felt her melt under me when my tongue sneaked into her mouth to tangle with her rebellious tongue; a cute moan escaped her lips that drove me nuts. Her back arched, leaning closer to me, losing herself in the moment.
I left her lips, making her eyes shoot at me, protesting; a short chuckle left my lips, enjoying how cute she was acting. I didn't leave her hanging for long because my lips started going down to her cleavage with my hands sneaking under her dress. She was so completely lost in the pleasure that she didn't even have the guts to stop me.
"What did you say about not being mine?" I smirked at her staring directly into her hazel eyes. She glared at me, but soon, her face opened with a beautiful smile that got me lost in her gaze.
"Just kissing me is not enough to declare ownership Xander. You have to show me what you can do that will make me never think of anyone else like Skyler for example." Her voice was taunting me. She wanted to piss me off because that was the only reason she kept on calling Skyler, knowing fully well I hated his guts. I was pissed off and turned on at the same time. My dick was already throbbing, wanting to be freed.
"Don't worry I will show you what I can do. We have the entire night." Since she wanted to play a game I will gladly play with her to show her who the hell she was eager to get married to. Her petite frame underneath me was calling to me, I was already thinking of a hundred ways to get her off that dress. It was a beautiful dress but I rather see her without it.
"How about we get you out of this dress? We would not want to ruin your wedding dress. I am sure your peaches are begging to be freed, I know you also want to know what it feels like for them to be in my mouth." Her cheeks turned red, and she tried to look away, not like I would let her do that. She muttered something inaudible for me to hear, I knew it was a cuss.
She swallowed hard before flashing a teasing smile at me. God, she always looks heavenly when she smiles."That sounds interesting, but I rather not." She paused then added.
"I want nothing to do with that little brother of yours. If you want a whore to fuck go meet your lover Xander." I was stunned. Which lover was she talking about? Karis took advantage of the moment and broke off my hold. Her hands wrapped around my neck with her face just an inch away. "I am not Emma who is ready to throw herself at you even though you are married or engaged." She gave me a taunting smirk.
I could not understand what brought Emma into the conversation. Was she still bothered by what Emma did at the reception? But I had already fixed that when I warned Emma to stay away from Karis. Emma burst into tears, unable to stand my cold tone; It was silly of her to think she could ruin the wedding by trying to out-dress Karis.
"What are you talking about?" I was genuinely confused about where this was coming from.
"Stop pretending like you don't know what I am talking about. I know Emma is your lover but I am fine with it." Karis shrugged unwrapping her hands from my neck. My jaw clenched, it was getting hard to keep listening to her rambling about rubbish.
"Karis, can you just stop? Where is this all coming from?" Karis clicked her tongue, irritated, then pushed me away.
"Can we just stop pretending Xander? I know you don't like me and you were forced to get into this marriage due to a promise our parents made." Her eyes were staring sharply at me, there was this intense hate in her gaze that stunned me. Karis could never hate me; she had a long-time crush on me.
"What's wrong if it is an arranged marriage? Even though it was not me or you, due to our families, we would have still ended up in one." I scoffed at her, she was visibly pissed at my words. I could see her clenched her fist by her side. Her eyes were shooting daggers at my heart tearing me apart. It was hard to believe she genuinely hated me it was beyond my imagination.
My Adam's apple gobbled up as her gaze got more suffocating. "You are the one that is pretending, Karis. Were you not the one who swore to marry me? Why are you talking about this being an arranged marriage and mentioning your sister Emma?" I needed an explanation for this sudden change because I might lose it if this goes on.
"Yes, I once loved you with my all but that was in the past when I was blind and foolish not to know how much you hate me. We don't have to force ourselves anymore. Let's have an open marriage." I froze hearing her mention an open marriage. What did she take me for? That was not enough because she kept on taking it.
"I am fine with you keeping a lover, you can stay with Emma and have children with her. All I ask is that we have an open marriage until we can process our divorce after two months when the marriage restrictions allow us to separate." Karis said she didn't even bat an eye when she went on about having an open marriage and divorcing me after two months when the law allowed us.
"Did you hit your head on something? Do you expect me to accept that?" I scoffed at her delusion. My eyes went cold like an iceberg, unable to accept it.
"I am sane and mean everything I am saying. I don't love you anymore and I am sorry you were forced to marry someone you hate. This is the best thing for us." She still went on rambling not bothered by my cold gaze.
"Why did your feelings suddenly change?" It was a question I needed an answer to; if Karis doesn't give me the answer, honestly, I have no idea what to do.
Karis averted her eyes as if she was feeling guilty. "I love someone else now, and I can't stand you anymore. Since we would be together for two months, our parents' promise will be honoured."
I didn't hear anything else after Karis had the guts to admit she loved someone else after she fervently chased me for years. This was the biggest joke of the century.
CHAPTER FOUR - THE ROMANOV BROTHERSADELINA'S POV I was completely blown out of my mind when I heard him. Mikhail Romanov was a mystery to me. A seasoned businessman who suddenly popped out of nowhere and stormed the entire business world. There was very little about him online but there were rumours of how ruthless he was when taking out his competition and how much underground connection he has. When I said I was ready to do anything in my mind, the most degrading thing that crossed my mind was to be his servant at his mercy, but it never crossed my mind he would tell me to strip in a public event. I bit my lower lip in between my teeth, not only because of how nervous I felt in his presence but also thanks to the Bullet wound in my arm. "You must be joking, that can't be a request." I blurted. Thinking he would laugh out, saying it was a joke, but he didn't budge one bit. He stood tall with his hand in his pocket and his eyes keenly observing me. His lips p
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CHAPTER TWO - THE BLOODY BRIDE ADELINA'S POV The best day of my life slowly turned into a scene from a nightmare I could not wake up from. Sitting in a white pool lace of my long princess wedding dress, my face was pale, and I froze. "Papa," I said again but it came out like a whimper this time around. The flower bouquet in my hand was on the floor. I grabbed my face with both hands, shaking my head over and over again, thinking it was a nightmare, but it was real. All that was on my mind was to reach my father's side, but Viktor had other plans. He firmly held my arm. "Where are you going, Mrs Romanov ?" He asked me. I did not care about that title. All I wanted was to run to my father's side. Why did Viktor shoot Dad? We were his allies. No matter how I think of it, my head could not think of a reason why. "This is a wedding present from me to you." He grinned at me. Everyone was in shock because of the sudden gunfire. Soon, it sank into my father's men's heads that thei
COMING SOON CHAPTER ONE - A BLOODY WEDDING ADELINA'S POV The happiest day of a woman's life was meant to be the day she gets married to the love of her life and I thought it was true. I had never felt this genuinely happy in my life before, despite all the resistance of us being from rival mobs. Finally, I was getting married to Viktor, the Mafia boss of a rival Russian mob today. Although my marriage was not purely based on love, the main goal was to join two of the biggest Mafia underground associations. My fiance, Viktor, owned one of the richest and most dangerous Russian mobs; my father agreed to this marriage to seek his protection as our group, despite its large size, is nothing compared to Viktor's association. The soft organ melody echoed through the large sculptured walls of the old cathedral to the outside, it was loud enough to reach the environs. Stepping down from the car I made my way towards the large doors of the ancient cathedral. The doors swung open
(Xander's pov) The soft sound of running water echoed from the bathroom; I pushed the door open entering the bathroom filled with steam with a thick scent of Lavender oils. It smelled like heaven, my little heaven. I got rid of the towel wrapped around my waist and then brushed my hand through my hair before my eyes drew to the glass walls of the shower. A silly grin graced my lips as I made my way towards the shower, where I could see Karis's figure from the glass taking a shower. I couldn't help but smile wider; I slowly walked towards the shower, the only place where I was sure the children wouldn't disturb us because Xavier sometimes cries to sleep with his mother. My life was pitiful, fighting with my children over my wife's time and attention; maybe we should have stopped with the twins. I stopped in the shower; Karis's back relaxed, sensing my presence. "I thought you weren't coming," she said, rubbing her hair with her back against me. "So you were expecting me." I c
(Xander's pov) SIX YEARS LATER The cool spring breeze blew, carrying a little scent on wet soil. It was another spring again and 15 years after Alessia left this world. I placed a bouquet of flowers on her tombstone, along with several others, which have been kept here. A lot has happened these past years, and I have been so busy I barely had time to visit Alessia aside from her death anniversary. Karis and I are hosting a small get-together to celebrate. Mum and Dad loved the idea of getting old friends and family together. "Alessia, it's been a while, and we all miss you, but you are in a better place now..." I started my one-sided dialogue with my sister. I had a feeling she was listening. Honestly, everyone was fine these past years, at least from what they told me. Skyler was getting better. At least he wasn't hallucinating again, but his condition was permanent. Either way, he was doomed; he deserved it. It was crazy, but I think I am ready to forgive