LOGINIris's Pov.Before I could answer, he stopped in his tracks, making me look ahead to search for the reason.A woman was walking towards us. She was probably in her late fifties and I guessed she was a relative because they shared a slight resemblance. She smiled and greeted Xander with open arms. Then she noticed me and her eyes widened as she took hold of both of my hands.I didn't know what to do so I just smiled back nervously.“Who's this beautiful young woman?” She looked between Xander and me when she spoke.Xander chuckled.“This is Iris Paige, my girlfriend. Iris, this is Marissa, my mother's eldest sister.”My eyes widened and Marissa smiled even wider.turning to me.“You're welcome, Iris.”“She's beautiful.” She said to Xander beforeI smiled at her softly and she let my hands go. Xander still held a grip on my waist.“It's so nice to meet you,” I said in a soft tone. In some ways, I felt like I was actually meeting his mother.“Believe me, Iris. I'm even more pleased to me
Iris's Pov.“The fuck?!”Angelo's voice cut through the room like a slap, sharp and loud and absolutely not how I wanted to start my morning.I sat up so fast the sheet nearly ripped out of Xander's grip to see Angelo just standing at the doorway grinning like Christmas came early and this was the best fucking sight he's ever seen.How did he even manage to get in the house?!Xander was still lying next to me, shirtless and hair messy, breathing slow and steady like we hadn't just fucked each other's brains out the previous night. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, hand resting on my hip without a single care in the world.I yanked the sheet up over my chest as if that would somehow make the situation less humiliating.“Angelo! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!” My voice came out cracked and squeaky like I was in a cartoon.“Xander!”I turned and smacked his bare chest with an open palm.“Wake the fuck up!”How was he still sleeping after the commotion that just happen
Iris's Pov.My moans got louder and I felt the familiar knot in my stomach starting to settle again. He grunted above me and I wasn't sure if it was from pain or pleasure but it turned me on even more. His hand was on my chest, pushing me down on the kitchen island as he rammed into me hard.I was in awe of where he got the strength to still fuck me like this even with a leg injury but I wasn't about to start asking questions and ruin the moment.Maybe he has gotten shot so much that he's probably now immune to the pain of a gunshot.“Xander, I'm gonna cum.” I whined, my head tilting back.“Do it. Be a good girl and cum for me.”The orgasm was intense and my back arched. With a deep moan, he came inside me, the feeling of his warm cum coating my walls was enough to make me wet again even though I was exhausted.“Fuck.” He grunted. I felt him pulling me up into a sitting position and he kissed me.“Turn around..” His deep voice sent chills down my spine and I obeyed.I glided down from
Iris's Pov.We ended up on the living room floor, just the two of us, sunk into the quiet. No music, no TV, no distractions. Just that low distant hum of cars passing outside and the occasional creaks of the old pipes rattling through his walls.He sat with his back against the couch, fiddling with a lighter. Click. Snap. Click. Again and again. He never lit the cigarette he was holding. He just kept messing with the damn thing like it gave him something to do besides stare at me.He must be really frustrated because I've never seen him smoke before.I was sprawled out across the rug, still in his shirt, head resting against a cushion I dragged down from the couch, arms draped over my stomach.“Let's play something.” I blurted out, mostly just to break the silence.His eyes flicked towards me, suspicious.“Play?”“Yeah. Like asking each other questions. No bullshiting. I don't know.” I shrugged. stupid to kill time until it's safe enough to go back.”“Like something stupid to kill tim
Iris's Pov.I finally let myself look around the place properly now that the chaos had settled, at least on the outside. The air between us still felt heavy. My hand still smelled like blood.The only room with a closed door was just off the main space. I pushed it open, leaned against the doorframe, and stared.A mattress, not a particularly big one like what I was used to in his other houses, tucked sheets, two pillows, a blanket folded like it hadn't been touched in forever.“Seriously?” I called out.“This bed is too small. I doubt it can even contain your large frame.”Xander glanced up from where he sat, already working the sweat-soaked shirt off his shoulders, his tone flat but vaguely amused.“What were you expecting, Iris? It's a fucking safe house and not a five-star hotel.”I frowned at his reply, stepping further into the room, arms crossed. space it can get to heal. I'll take the couch.”“Your leg needs all the“The hell you are.”He's wounded and stuck in a safe, stuck w
Iris's Pov.Xander was already reaching for the gun beneath his seat, one hand on the wheel. He fired once out the window but it was far from enough.“Take this.” He said, thrusting the gun into my lap.“Iris, shoot.”My hands froze.“I can't! I can't shoot at a moving vehicle.”“I know what you can do, Iris. I believe in you. Now shoot!”His words landed like a punch and I nodded once, grabbed the gun, and rolled down the window. I aimed and fired.The windshield of the closest SUV cracked like ice. I fired again and the glass shattered as the car swerved off the road.“Good girl.” He muttered, almost under his breath.“That's my girl.”I aimed and shot at the second car and I watched it clip a railing and spin out of control.Woh! I did that! I fucking did that!Xander jerked the wheel of the car, took a hard right, engines roaring.There were no more headlights behind us. Everything was totally silent, as if the chaos of a few minutes ago hadn't happened.Xander exhaled, his knuckl
Xander's POV.She immediately did what I said, lowering herself down on her knees. Just the sight was enough to make my cock twitch in my hand. She was looking up at me through her lashes, looking almost eager for what was coming.I tilted my head to the side while I let my gaze take in every centi
Xander's POV.The club hit me like a punch, bass shaking the floor, lights flashing like warning sirens, bodies pressed too close, too loud, too much. And in the middle of it, like a spark waiting to catch fire, there she was.Iris.Moving through the crowd as she owned it. It reminded me of the ve
Xander's POV.The year I turned eighteen, I didn't get a birthday cake, instead, I got blood under my fingernails and a man's thumb rolling across a butcher's floor.A day where a normal person who just turned eighteen would be out popping bottles, taking shitty shots of bottom shelf tequila, stumb
Iris's Pov.I took a sip of my drink and let my eyes fall to her chest where the low neckline showcased her round breasts. Her breasts moved up and down with every breath she took and even though I didn't want to disturb her, I couldn't help it.I placed both my feet on the floor and set the glass







