|||||"I knew you would do something like this," I groaned as I stood in front of the exclusive boutiques that I used to visit with him as his assistant.Xander smirked, looking down at me. "You can't have everything for free, my darling. If you want me to help you, then you have to help me as well.""I thought you said you were going to take care of me."Xander pointed toward the boutique. "I am taking care of you."I grumbled under my breath as I followed him to the exclusive boutique."Xander King?" a man called out. Tommaso Alveordi. Yeah, I don’t think that’s his real name. The man is a hundred percent purebred American. He came forward, his glittery nails sparkling in the studio lights as he reached for Xander to place a kiss on both his cheeks. Xander did not look happy. And that made me feel a little better.Good. He deserved to feel a little uncomfortable."This is my wife." He gestured towards me, and I waved at the crazy fashion designer."River, darling, I knew that you
|||||"You know what I would kill for?" I asked my beautiful wife as I stretched in our bed.River was on her phone, naked under the blanket -the very thought making me hard again - as she read something with the utmost seriousness."Let me guess. Staying in bed all day long, fucking me whenever you please?" She asked robotically, not paying attention.I gave her an appreciative nod. "How do you know that? Have you started reading my mind now? Is that a sort of marriage thing - the ability to read your husband’s thoughts?""Xander, you really need to get a hold of your libido," River said, sighing dramatically. "You've been taking me non stop, in our office, in our bed… and it is almost four in the morning. We really need to sleep.""Then why are you on your phone?" I asked, grabbing her petite form from under the blanket and pulling her toward me, so that now she was flushed against my naked chest.I rested my chin on her shoulder and peered at her phone. She was reading some circula
|||||Xander closed the office door and locked it, turning slowly with that predatory look on his eyes that I was too used to. The look that fired up every single neuron in my body."Strip," he commanded and it took everything in me to not moan at that single word. My heart drummed in my chest. This was crazy. A few months ago, I would have slapped someone if they had told me that I would be taking my clothes off in front of my boss in his office. That I would willingly submit to the tyrant CEO I worked for. But here I was, doing exactly that. And not even trying to put up a fight because I wanted it as much as he did. I peeled off my black blouse, revealing my lacy black bra, my erect nipples straining against the fabric.Xander's eyes travelled down my body as I unzipped my skirt, bending down to pull it all the way down before stepping out of it.I was about to take the stilettos off when he stopped me. "No. Keep that on." I didn't hate the idea."Good girl," he murmured, his
|||||I did not know what was so special about this marriage.It is true that I did plan to get married at some point, but I always expected it to be more work than this.But this one, this marriage with Xander King, this seemed to be extremely easy. It was effortless. I could do it as easily like I was breathing.Maybe it was the lack of pressure and stress.The thing is, when it comes to a real relationship or a real marriage, we always have to worry about the other person and if we would hurt the other person or if we would offend the other person, we have to constantly worry about the other person's feelings.We had none of that between us.Xander and I were like roommates with fuck buddy benefits.And for the outside world, we also had a marriage going on.One week back in the office and I couldn't be any less stressed. And this was a good feeling. I have to admit this. This was a much better feeling. Though I was never going to admit that to the face of the piece of shit that I
|||||"I didn't know my kitty has claws." Xander chuckled behind me as we exited the restaurant. I glanced over my shoulder at him and gave him a flat look. "You sure you didn't know? I am pretty sure a lot of people thought my nerves were made of some extra-terrestrial material by the way I dealt with you over the last three years." He let out a stupid laugh before falling in pace with me. "You are crazy." He muttered. "Well, you need to be crazy - at least a little bit - to be able to deal with crazier bosses like you." I gave him a flat look.But my asshole boss slash husband did not seem to take offense and just guffawed like he was having the time of his life.This was not the plan that I had in mind. In my great plan of things, he would have been extremely exhausted by now and absolutely grumpy and cranky like he always gets when there was too much work.But here he was, taking an evening stroll after a good, wholesome dinner."Do we really have to go back to work?" he asked
|||||“So did you two meet at work?” Landon asked the obvious question.River shrugged. Now that we were not in a professional setting, River was not interested in talking to these guys. Not because they were mean or she was a bitch or anything. She was just mad at me for dragging her along to this after she had said no to going out with me.Well, I guess I was being a little manipulative here, but as they said, everything was fair in marriage and war. I know I modified that phrase a bit, but who cared?“We have been working together for three years now,” I told Landon, “and she has been the best thing that has happened to me ever. Somebody who understands me, somebody who is the calm to my chaos.”I did not like how true that sounded.River looked over at me and then gave me one of her most irritated looks. I would say she was one step away from having her left eye twitching. It had been a while since I saw that.I guess I have been keeping her fairly happy lately, because if it was