XANDER’S P.O.V “Hello” I greeted, answering the phone in my office. “Xander?” the blood drained from my face, hearing her voice. “Eva?” I said, still in shock. “Why are you calling me? What the hell do you want?” I began to yell at her as I snapped out of my shocked state. “Xander listen, please. The woman that you are dating, Cara, she is cheating on you, Xander.” I laughed bitterly at her words. “Oh, Eva. Not everyone is a w**** like you and Cara is certainly not. How do you even know her name or that I am dating someone? Did you really grow so obsessed with me after I divorced you? You are sick Eva! You are sick in your head and you need help!!!” I said, my voice un-normally calm. “NO!!! XANDER PLEASE JUST LISTEN!!! DON’T HANG UP!!! Cara still has her hometown boyfriend” she said, her words came out fast, desperate to say what she wanted before I could hang up. “So you are a W****, a liar and a storyteller,” I laughed at her sarcastically. “Xander-” she tried to say somet

XANDER’S P.O.V My soul was truly satisfied seeing Cara so happy. Seeing the bond between the two sisters reminded me of how close I was to my brother. “Joyce, this is Alexander, Xander for short. He is the guy I told you about, my fiancé” Cara said, her voice filled with excitement. “Ah, so we finally meet in person,” Joyce said to me, Cara’s face filled with confusion. “The pleasure is mine,” I said, shaking her hand gently and politely. “Meet in person? What? What are you talking about?” Cara questioned, her eyebrows creased in confusion but her smile did not leave her lips. “How do you think he got our address, hey Cara? Did he dream about it?” Joyce mocked Cara. “Well, I was so filled with excitement when I realized that he is bringing me home that I didn’t think about how he got our address” Cara explained, shrugging her shoulders. “Well there is my silly sister that I missed so much,” Joyce teased. “I see that you have grown quite a lot since I left, even though it has

 LILY’S P.O.V “Eva, I really hope that you came up with a plan yet! Time is of the essence” I warned. “Relax Lily, I am working on it, a master plan does not develop overnight, it takes time” her naïve personality annoyed me. “Eva listen to me…time is something that we DO NOT HAVE!!!” I yelled the last part, breathing heavily over the phone. “Why? What is it that you are not telling me?” Eva grew curious. “Xander and Cara went away for the weekend. Rumour has it that they went to visit Cara’s family and ask her mother for her blessings before they can finally tie the knot” I told her the truth hoping that she will finally grasp the need to work faster. “What? What do you mean? Do you mean that they were serious about getting married…so soon?” I could hear the shock in Eva’s voice. “Yes! That’s exactly right. That is why, my little Eva, you need to start working faster. Your plan needs to be completed by tomorrow and by Wednesday we need to start putting the plan into ac

CARA’S P.O.V “Xander, are you busy?” I asked, peeking through the small opening of his office door. “Yes, do you need something?” he sounded grumpy. “It can wait” I said, my palms sweaty, my heartbeat increasing rapidly. “Wait…don’t go” I heard him say as I was about to slowly close the door. “Yes?” I peeked through again. “So are you finally talking to me now?” he asked, a smirk forming on his face but I could tell that he was trying to hide it. “Emmm… well…actually…I wanted a favour…not a favour a permission…I…er…I want permission” I got tangled in my words due to my nervousness, making him laugh.  Closing his laptop, he gave me his undivided attention. “and you want my permission to do what?” he looked at me, amusement still dancing in his eyes. “Er…I’ll tell you when you are not busy. I really don’t want to bother you” I said, losing all my courage and bailing out. “Why are you so nervous?” he asked. “I’m not!” I answered quickly, covering up my weakness. I’

XANDER’S P.O.V “You look tried already?” I said to Cara as she made her way down to breakfast. “I feel tried,” she replied. “You look gorgeous too. I have good taste in clothing, don’t I?” I complimented her and myself at the same time, as I admired her beauty from head to toe in the red, long-sleeved dress that she wore. “Thank you,” she said, heading towards the dinner table. “How does sushi sound for lunch?” I asked, feeling a bit bad after seeing how exhausted I have made her, I thought that she would have quit but I guess it’s still too soon. “Sure, that sounds good and that smells good,” she said, after I placed a plate of breakfast in front of her. She quietly ate her breakfast, not noticing me watch her attentively. Is making her over work wrong? But I really didn’t want her to work. On the other hand, she was so determined and I couldn’t fight her. What do I do if I wear her out but still lose against her? What if over working her begins to affect her health? I woul