*Excerpt* “You don't understand, Xavier," I take a step back, “Brandon will find me. He always does. And when he finds me this time, he'll kill you. As much as I want to be free of him, this isn't the way.” “I'll protect you–” “You're not listening to me. I'm not worried about me. If he catches us, he'll just punish me but he won't kill me. I'm too important to him. But you…” My throat closes up as I turn to leave, but Xavier grabs me by the elbow as I push back the door. I turn to look at him, my heart aching for us. There's a cold indifference in his eyes though, and for the first time ever, I'm scared of what he's capable of. “We can do this the hard way or the easy way, Audrey. All I know is that I'm not leaving you here.” *** Audrey Watson has been scared of dreaming about a better life, because as the saying goes, dreams are for losers. But Xavier came to the scene as her knight, albeit one with rude behavior. This was it, her better life. Or so she thought. Little did she know that this was basically a new chapter of hard decisions and regrets. They always say that when life gives you lemons, you should make lemonade out of them. But what if life gives you bitter kola instead? How do you go about making it into something sweet? Find out more about Audrey and Xavier's journey in this captivating novel.
View MoreAudrey.The café smells like cinnamon and espresso, and I’m trying not to smile like an idiot while wiping down the pastry display. Talia is currently behind the register, her eyes boring into me like twin lasers.“So?” she says, dragging the words out. “You didn't come home last night. And you’re wearing Xavier's clothes. I need details.”I pretend not to hear her, leaning lower to adjust the scones. “We got back late, and then we slept. I told you this already.”“I know, I know. My question is, did you sleep with him though?”I straighten up too fast and nearly knock over the entire tray of almond croissants.Talia grins, wicked and satisfied. “That’s not a no.”My face burns, and I busy myself with reorganizing the muffins, like their perfect alignment is a national emergency.“I’m not talking about this here.”“This here is where I work, live, and gossip. You don’t get a free pass, missy. Especially not when you saunter in this morning looking like you got thoroughly rearranged.”
Xavier.“You look like shit.”The words slip out before I can stop them, rough with sarcasm. Ethan exhales slowly, stepping farther into the office. “I’ve been worried about you. I can't even sleep properly these days,” he says.That surprises me and I blink, “What?”He shrugs, flopping into the chair across from me. “As much as I hate to admit it, I miss you. I miss us, and I had no right to tell you how to live your life.”I watch him, noticing the shadows under his eyes and the slump in his shoulders. Ethan never slumps—he lounges, he sprawls but he doesn't slump.I loosen my tie and lean back against my desk, folding my arms.“So you came here to… do what?”“I came here to tell you I’m sorry.”The words sucker punch me and I flinch before I can stop myself.He looks up, his eyes rimmed red. “I shouldn’t have walked away from you. I shouldn’t have left you in that state. I know you needed me, Xavier. I just—”I hold up a hand. “Stop.”His mouth snaps shut. I see the way he braces
Xavier.Audrey trembles as I make her come with my tongue the second time. Her fingers twitch against the couch, her legs slack but still slightly quivering, like aftershocks of an earthquake. I watch as her chest rises and falls with uneven breaths, giving her a brief reprieve. Her lips are parted, and her skin is shining with sweat under the dim light. After a few seconds of watching her, I dive in again like a man starved. Because I was starved for three weeks and now that I have her, I want to drown in her. I slide my tongue over her again, slow and deliberate, savoring the way her thighs twitch as if they aim to close around my head. She gasps, her fingers sinking into my hair, tugging hard. I don’t know whether she’s trying to push me away or keep me there. And I don’t care. I press a kiss to her swollen clit before sliding a finger inside her, curling it just right, and the next thing I know—she’s gone. She comes so hard her back arches clean off the couch as her th
Audrey.The air between us is thick, charged with sexual tension, as he stares at me after raising back the partition. I’m still panting, my breaths shallow and uneven, and I can’t tell if it’s from the way he kissed me in the limo—desperate, like he was trying to crawl inside me—or from the confession I just dropped between us like a bomb. The words swim around in my head, and I can't help but notice that he didn't say it back. A tightness starts forming in my chest, and I try not to panic.My phone buzzes—a sharp vibration against my thigh—and my nerves kick in, making me jump. Xavier chuckles, low and rough, and the sound curls around my spine like a touch. I shift slightly, angling my body away from him as I fish the phone from my purse, my fingers trembling just enough to make the screen blur. There's a message from Talia.Talia: Girl, are you alive??? How’s the date???I swallow, typing quickly, my thumbs clumsy. Me: We’re on our way to his penthouse. Not coming home ton
Xavier.I slam the door shut behind me, shoving my fingers through my hair as I let out a harsh breath. The evening was supposed to be perfect. The food, the atmosphere, the surprise waiting for Audrey at the end of the night. Instead, we’re in the back of my limo, running from cameras like criminals. I shrug off my suit jacket, tossing it beside me as I glance across the seat at her. She hasn’t said a word. She just sits there, with her hands clenched in her lap. I open my mouth to apologize again because I hate that this happened. I hate that she looks so damn fragile right now. But then I see a single drop of tears, sliding down her cheek, and something tightens in my chest. I move without thinking, crossing the space between us and sitting beside her. I wrap an arm around her, and pull her close, my fingers smoothing over her shoulder. “Audrey,” I whisper, “talk to me.” She doesn’t respond. Instead, she gasps. A sharp, broken sound that sends panic clawing up my throat
Audrey.Xavier’s hand lingers on the stem of his wine glass, his fingers curling around the crystal like he’s contemplating something dangerous. His gaze has been locked on me the entire time—watching, studying, and unraveling me with those dark, unreadable eyes. I should be used to it by now, the way he looks at me like he already knows what I’m thinking before I can even put it into words.But I’m not used to it. Not even close.And maybe that’s why I’m still trying to convince myself that this isn’t a date, that this isn’t something real, that I’m not sitting across from a man who makes my pulse trip over itself every time he so much as smirks at me.I lift my glass, taking a slow sip, pretending like I don’t notice the way his gaze follows the movement, like I don’t feel the heat of it burning into my skin.Then—“Xavier, my boy,” a voice calls out.A smile breaks on Xavier's lips before he turns his head, and instinctively, I do the same.An older man is making his way toward u
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