~When its good, you are shaking.~Xavier POV:The familiar scent of home enveloped me as I stepped through the front door. It was a comforting blend of my dad's cooking, the wood of the furniture, and the subtle perfume that always lingered in the air. It was good to be back."Dad, I'm home!" I called out, my voice echoing through the house.Moments later, his head popped out from the kitchen, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Xavier! It's about time you showed up. I was starting to think you'd forgotten where you live!"I laughed, crossing the room to give him a bear hug. "Trust me, Dad, I could never forget this place. It's good to be back, though."He clapped me on the back, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, you better get used to it. Look how much weight you have lost. You better prepare yourself to bulk up.""I am focusing on my muscles, Dad. I cannot bulk up. It will be hard for me to play on the ice." I said to him playfully, "Or you want you son to fall on his ass
~My mouth wants to do naughty things to you.~Arcane's POV:The glow of my phone illuminated the dim room, casting an eerie shadow against the walls. The headlines screamed from the screen, a harsh juxtaposition to the silence that now enveloped me."Xavier Jones: From Ice to Fists." The words seemed to taunt me, each letter a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm matching the whirlwind of thoughts in my head.When I saw the image of Xavier, his face contorted in anger, it was like a punch to the gut. This wasn't the man I knew. The Xavier I remembered was composed, controlled, a master of his emotions. This was a stranger, a fractured reflection of the person I held in my heart.And then, I saw the face of the other person involved – Ethan. The name alone sent shivers down my spine. It was a name I hadn't spoken or thought of in years, a name buried beneath layers of time and distance.My grip tightened on the phone, knuckles tur
~Shhh... be a good girl and keep quiet.~ Arcane POV: Maya's eyes sparkled with mischief as she observed me, her curiosity uncontainable. "So, what's going on between you two?" I took a deep breath, knowing that I couldn't keep this a secret any longer. Maya was my closest friend, and she deserved to know the truth. "We... dated," I began, my voice steady but tinged with a vulnerability I couldn't hide. Her eyes widened in surprise, a gasp escaping her lips. "You and Xavier? Seriously?" I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips. "Yeah. It was back in high school." Maya's excitement was palpable, her teasing grin spreading from ear to ear. "Oh my god! Why didn't you ever tell me?" "It just... didn't come up," I replied, a hint of defensiveness creeping into my tone. It wasn't that I had purposely kept it from her; it was simply a part of my past that I hadn't revisited in years. She leaned in closer, her curiosity practically radiating off her. "Okay, spill the details. How did
~I want you fu*king so bad.~Arcane POV:A year had passed since my graduation, and I found myself seated in the sleek boardroom of Jones Corporation. The transition from student life to the corporate world had been seamless, thanks to the opportunity extended to me by Vincent, a man whose generosity knew no bounds.From the moment I set foot in the company, I was determined to not only meet the expectations placed on me but to surpass them. The debt of gratitude I owed to Vincent was one I could never fully repay, but I was determined to try. My dedication to my work became my way of expressing the profound appreciation that lived in my heart.In the boardroom, I exuded a professional demeanor that had become synonymous with my presence in the company. Precision and attention to detail were the cornerstones of my approach to any task, no matter how big or small. Every report, every presentation was a testament to the meticulousness that defined my work ethic."Good morning, Ms. Mille
~You are most handsome when you are in between my legs.~ Arcane POV: I came back from my part time job. The clock struck 9pm. It was a crappy day. I had to deal with the arrogant attitude of Xavier Jones at school and then with the rude customers at the cafe and now mice were literally going wild in my tummy. Other than having a glass of milk and a little sandwich at lunch, I had nothing. I took out the keys of our home from under the mat that was at the doorsteps and unlocked it. Mom wasn't home once again. The dark and the cold home welcomed me. I threw my satchel on the couch in the living room and sighed. I practically had to drag myself to the shower and cook instant noodles to kill the hunger. This is how my life has been from the past year. I thought everything will change after I go to high school but that isn't the case. "Hey, sweetie." The main door opened loudly and there came my Mom. She is 40 this year but doesn't look like it at all. Her blonde hair was curled
~His hand in between her legs made her forget the world.~ Arcane POV: I couldn't sleep a wink last night. The thought of facing Xavier was haunting me. In the morning, I took a long warm shower and slipped inside an oversized black hoodie with blue denim jeans. If you are wondering about my taste, then I am not a short skirt and dresses kind of a girl. Jeans, oversized clothes and sneakers are my kind of thing. I tied my hair into a bun and grabbed my backpack. My Mom must be sleeping. She goes to the office late. So, I poured myself a glass of milk and spread strawberry jam over the toast. Since I was getting late, I had to devour it and went to school. It is a major relief that school isn't far from my place. I consider this 20 minutes walk a workout. When I arrived at the school gate, I met Abby, my friend. ''Hey, bitch." Well, she does not have a filter in her mouth. ''Hi, good morning." I smiled. "We have chem today, right?" She asked me and my mi
~You are my favourite fu*k toy.~ Arcane POV: I stood in front of the mirror. My eyes were swollen while the tip of my nose was red. The signs of how much I have been shedding tears. I exhaled loudly and slipped inside the white lace dress which Mom picked out for me. I let my curly hair loose and put on a little makeup to hide my miserable state. ''Are you ready, dear? We are getting late." Mom shouted from outside and then, rotated the knob of the door before peeking inside my room. ''Yes, I am.'' I said with the bitterness in my tone and picked up my long coat. Mom drove us to the restaurant where we are supposed to be meeting our so-called future family. But my heart was thumping really badly against my ribcage. All I wanted was to run away from here. ''Mom, can't we do this some other time?" I made a last attempt in changing her mind. "For fu*k sake, stop it, Arc. I am tired of your tantrums now." She scolded me without asking once why I am feeling so uncomfortable.
~I woke up wet this morning.~ Xavier POV: Couple of days ago, Dad told me he is dating someone with marriage in his mind and I don't care. I seriously don't. My Dad was never married. He had me while he was dating and that woman, whom I should be calling mother, gave birth to me and left. I have never seen her nor she showed up. It has always been me, Dad and his work. So, now when he wants to find happiness for himself, there is no way I am going to be a hurdle in the way of his happiness. "Sure, Dad. If this is what you want, I am there for you. I will be your best man at the wedding." He flashed me a bright smile. My heart instantly swelled into happiness. I want to see him happy, he deserves it. His life has been circulating around me and now I don't want to be the center of his life anymore. Most importantly, he has provided me with everything. He has fulfilled my wishes before they would come out of my mouth and this is the least which I can do for him. "Thank you, son. T