Damien – ‘Xander, be nice, be a gentleman and show some respect.’ Damien and I are texting each other in the car because our little agreement cannot be known to Charles because once he’s involved the whole world will know. ‘I’ll try, I text back. ‘Don’t try, DO! Or you’ll be dealing with Charles,’ he texts. ‘FINE’ ‘Good, then you’ll find.’ I look up and smile at him and smile back. The car stops, and the nerves immediately set in, my palms are sweaty, and my mind is racing, I want this to work, for me to get over my hate for women and maybe learn to be civil with them. I step out of the car and put my suit jacket on. “Relax Xander, you’ll be okay,” Damien whispers to me. “I hope so,” I whisper back, Damien takes my briefcase and I put my phone in my suit pocket. Charles steps out, walks over to me and fixes my collar. “Charles, please stop,” I ask, I hate it when he moms me in public and for no reason. “You have to look good, to feel good,” he says, “And PS I want those c
After dinner with Aiden, we decided to watch a movie. I’m lying on top of him, ear to his chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. He shifts beneath me, and I look up at him and as soon as our eyes meet, our lips follow suit. Aiden moves his hand to my cheek and strokes it with his thumb, deepening the kiss, his tongue slips into my mouth and I moan, but he pulls away just as I beginning to enjoy it. “God, I missed you,” he says kissing my lips. “Work has been so stressful without you,” he kisses me again. I had missed him too, the way he held me, kissed me, and just made me feel special, there was no man like him, he has always been the one for me. “I missed you too,” I say, we both sit up and he signals for us to take upstairs to his room, and I nod my head, in one movement he swoops me into his arms and carries me bridal styles up the stairs, “You have no idea
We arrive at the office on time and walk to the reception and I am told to head up to Miss Abraham’s office, thank the heavens that the slutty receptionist was here today, we walk to the elevator and press the up button. “Xander, does you being in a good mood means that your period is finally over right?” Charles snickers. I sigh, “Ha-ha, very funny Dante,” I reply, the door opens, and we step inside. “Charles, what did we talk about?” Charles huffs, “No teasing Xander,” I turn my head and look at Charles, “Look who’s finally become the submissive,” “Shut it, James,” he mumbles. “I think someone needs a spanking,” I tease. Earning a chuckle from Damien, the elevator doors open, and we walk down the hallway to Miss Abraham’s office, just as we are about to arrive, Aiden comes walking out looking flushed
Xander Chantel Pieters, an interesting woman, but not more interesting than Nikki. She knows how to hold a conversation, knows a lot about business, sports and just everything else, not once did she show fear when I tried to intimidate her. She stood her ground and pushed back; I like her. To also add to her intellectual knowledge, she is beautiful, curly short hair, honey-brown eyes, freckles on her cute nose, gorgeous body from what I could tell and caramel coloured skin. No wonder my father is against them, they draw you in like bees to honey, and before you know it, you’re hooked. Stay focused, Xander. “So, how long will you be here?” “Well, I’m planning on going back, in a few days,” I reply, “Why?” “We need to discuss a few things about project finances, get your account details and just confirmation on transfers and all that,” she replies. “Sure, of course,” I nod. “Great,” she stands up from he
Xander “Dude, come one, what’s wrong?” Damien asks for the 100th time. “As I said, I do not want to talk about it,” I reply, looking out the window. “Did she crack a male joke that threatened your masculinity?” Charles asks. “No,” “Did she touch your stuff?” Damien asks, “She nosy?” “No.” “Hungry?” “No.” “Then what the fuck is it Xander?” they all yell. Ring, ring. Thank you, Lord, for your timing. “Hello?” “Hello, this is Chantel speaking,” “Chantel, hi, how are you?” “I’m good, look, I’m just going to cut straight to the point, I know what you saw with Miss Abrahams, and I’d like to apologize on their behalf,” “What are
I get home a little after 1 a.m., where did I go after my little disaster of a date? The bar right across the street from where I was staying, I needed something to drown my sorrows in and alcohol knew just how to do that. I needed to get my emotions in place and also, I couldn’t face Charles and tell him that I may have met his long-lost twin.I quietly walk into the house, well I try to, but the lights come on and I hiss, why are they so damn bright.“Well, well, well, look who decided to show up,” Charles says in a disapproving tone.“Hey, I am a grown man,” I say trying not to slur and sway.“You do know I can smell the alcohol from here?”I huff, “Whatever, I’m going to bed.”“Woah there, buddy, what happened? You’ve only ever been this drunk ever since you saw a picture of Nikki,&rd
Three days later I ran, yep, you heard right, I ran away, like a coward. I went back home, I just couldn’t handle everything that was going on and I needed to be in a familiar place, where I felt at peace and back home in New York, was the best place. Also, I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that her boyfriend is planning to take away the one thing that she loved, she would have probably thought that I was out of my mind. I am sitting in the dining room with Charles watching tv, nothing feels like home if I have to be honest. “Xander, you haven’t been yourself lately, are you having nightmares again?” he asks worriedly. “No, I haven’t Charles and I’m fine,” I reply, keeping my focus fixed on the tv. He grabs the remote from my hand and turns off the TV, “Hey, that was the season finale.” “Xander, dude, please talk to me,” T
“Xander, it’s time to wake up buddy,” I hear Charles whisper. I groan, “Shit, I’m not ready,” “Oh, come on, you have to go back to work,” Charles replies. “Fuck, fine,” “How are you feeling buddy?” Memories of last night come flooding back into my mind and I feel like I’m going to faint. “I’ll get over it,” “Maybe but you know I’m always here for you right?” Charles says, “So is Damien.” “Thank you, Charles, now can you please get out of my room, I’m naked under here,” “Nothing I haven’t seen before,” he chuckles. I sit upon my bed and glared at him, “Get out please,” “Whatever bitch, we leave in an hour,” he says as walks out of my room, closing the door behind him. I get out of bed and sigh, today was going to be a long day. I lethargically make my way to my bathroom and get ready for the day. Thinking about last night, Damien was right, I do have to get rid of my father