MasukXander's POVMaybe it's because I've had too much whiskey and it was clouding my judgment. That had to be why I'm considering flipping her over my desk and bury my cock balls deep into her pussy. Maybe I should've taken Angelo up on his offer to join him at the club instead of having to deal with this.It's fucked up but I know that no other woman can satisfy the hunger I have now. Now when I was craving Iris so badly.“I'm giving you one last chance to turn your back on me and go to your room, Iris.” My voice was low, so low and husky that I felt like it didn't belong to me. For both our sakes, I hoped she would listen to me. I expected her to push me away but she looked at me through her long eyelashes as she spoke.“I don't seem to know how to make the right choices, do I? Isn't that why I'm here in the first place?”Shit. Her voice went straight to my cock. It was hard and painfully ready against my pants and I pressed her harder against me. I told her to leave yet my hands were
Xander's POV.My gaze instinctively made its way down the length of her body and fuck, all I could think about was how widely it could spread as I slammed my cock into her pussy. The dress hugged her body perfectly in all the right places, making her butt stand out. I had to force myself to look away from her as my cock was already reacting in my pants.“I'm impressed.” I leaned against the wall, watching her continue scrubbing the floor. The sight of her on her knees does something to me. “I think you're dedicated with the right motivation.”“You bastard. That wasn't a motivation. That was a threat. You threatened someone's life.”“It doesn't make a difference to me.” In my world, it's not something out of the ordinary. I heard her laugh under her breath even though I couldn't see her face. “What? You don't agree with me, Iris?”“The only thing you've ever proven to me with every single word that comes out of your mouth, is what a big delusional asshole you are.”My lips curled up in
Iris's Pov.My heart was beating fast enough to cause a heart attack.I expected to feel pain as I tasted the blood in my mouth but I felt nothing, even though he bit me with such force to draw blood, I felt something darker, more sinful, more primal and twisted than anything I've ever experienced before.I pushed him away this time and he let me, his hand falling to his sides but his eyes were locked on me, on my bloody lips. Now, they have his attention.I stared at him as he stuck his tongue out, long enough for me to see my blood on it before licking his lower lip and his tongue disappeared back into his mouth.It wasn't a kiss. His lips didn't touch mine well enough for that and yet he managed to make my body burn from feelings that Ethan couldn't get out of me with the thousands of kisses we've shared.“Intoxicating.” He murmured, more to himself than to me. “Just as I've always imagined that you would taste.” He murmured again.He hadn't even kissed me but I wished he would. I
Iris's Pov.His voice broke the silence first. It was deep, low, and deadly but still in control. His face was emotionless. I couldn't read him no matter how hard I tried. I wanted to see anger and rage written all over him but there was no trace of that on his perfectly calm face. Not that I should be surprised. Xander seemed incapable of showing emotion or feeling anything at all.I remained quiet just to piss him off even more. I leaned back on the couch, crossing my legs like I owned the place. My guts clenched inside but I refused to show him even a hint of weakness. Maybe I was walking on thin ice but my toxic trait wanted to see how far I could go to make him lose his mind.He was leaning against his desk, his hands resting on it. His sleeves were rolled up and I couldn't ignore the veins on his forearms. For a second, my attention lingered around his body but when I realized what I was doing, I quickly looked up to meet his eyes. I shook my head, waiting for him to speak again
Iris's Pov.I walked around my ‘room’, my head on the verge of exploding as it continued repeating Xander's words to me the previous night. I couldn't sleep, bathe, or eat anything. I was sick to my stomach.He must be crazy if he thinks I'm going to just bend under his control.Just then, someone knocked on my door, but I waited for them to answer, and that's how I knew it wasn't Xander or the Courtney girl. I know only one person who's polite enough in this damn place apart from Marisol and that's Angelo. Angelo's head popped through the door after I permitted him to enter.“Hey.” He said and when he saw that I was decently dressed, he entered the room fully. “I was told by the kitchen staff that you refused your breakfast.”“I'm not hungry.”“You must eat, Iris. You're not helping yourself.” “Thank you very much,” I replied sarcastically.I was fucking starving but I'm not going to tell him that. My stomach was already messed up from all the missed meals. I've obviously lost a lot
Xander's POV.Angelo was studying my face, lips pursed together as if waiting for me to finish my call before blurting out, “Courtney wants to see you.” He spat out of nowhere and I shot him a look. “She's already outside the office waiting for you to finish your call.”I groaned loudly, dropping my head back. “Why? Is Iris okay?”The little spitfire immediately popped up in my thoughts. I'm more than sure she's also giving Courtney a hard time and won't make it easy on her, that's why I had to remove poor Marisol from her care and confine her to the kitchens. I'm not sure the old lady can stand her fire.I haven't seen her since last night when she stormed out of the dining room after I told her that I had complete control over her. She told me to go to hell along with the middle finger and then she left. I would be lying if I said I didn't admire the fire inside her. It just makes everything so enjoyable. It's a bonus that I enjoy fucking with her maybe a little too much.“I don't k







