...Mekayla POV...So it seems that my mom's little pet, Raymond is that scumbag that I first thought him to be after all. No to say that he actually has some guts to go as far as this remains to be seen even after Xavien has warned him on more than one occasion to stay away from me. Well, it seems that the man is still left to learn his lesson; I just hope for my mom's, wait, that woman that I use to call my mother, I just hope for her sake that she is not the one that has told him where to find me.Now to say that Xavien is not scared of his head would be a blatant lie, and I hate to say that it all in only but a matter of one day. I hate that I have to put him through this. The past week has been nothing but a battle for him, to think that for what can now be the third time around, he has to fight for me to remain by his side. Yes, I need him now, but I also need him to know that I am not a scared little girl. I deal with a bunch of assholes every day; one stupid man is

…Xavien POV…Just as we step out of the car, Raymond feels he needs to make his authority and presence known as he walks out the front door; it is as if he was almost expecting our very arrival."What seems to be the matter?"It does not take me but a second to snap at him. "Oh, you know what is the matter, Raymond.""It is between my fiance and me.""Wow, when did that happen?" Mekayla says, surprised."No need to get clever with me, Mekayla. You know that you have been promised to me.""Mekayla is not your property, Raymond, and it would be wise for you not to refer to her as your fiancé.""The last time I checked, she was, and she is not yours, Caruso, so why do you not just do us both a favor and leave."Then, at last, Mrs. Winters decides to step in. "Now come on, boys, let's all play nice and take this inside."I show for Mekayla to go ahead of me into the house. But before I do, I adjust my weapon in the b

…Xavien POV…Sometimes you the moments that you are the most frightened of are the moments that feel right."Princess, I am not a man of many words. So please excuse me if I get this wrong.""Xavien, what is wrong?""Please, please just listen to me, please just listen until I am done."I shift but a fraction even closer than what could even be possible and take her soft hands into mine. My trembling hand that right now wish that I could just fall into an abyss and disappear. But I can do this; I have played this moment in my head over and over now for days.So here it goes."Princess, until I saw you first, love, at first sight, was just an overrated phrase for me.When I saw you, I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.From the moment we first met to this day, if there is one thing that has always been constant is love, care and excitement, and the fear of the unknown. I was single and likely to stay single until

…Xavien POV…"Princess, you are mine," I softly whisper. "You are mine alone, now and forever."Before she can protest, I pull her against the depths of my chest. I take in a deep breath and press her even deeper. "Princess, I want to own you, possess you, body and soul."Instead of answering, she reaches out to me, putting her small, warm hand on the back of my neck. Then she kisses me, first lightly, then more urgent. Her hips are tilted against mine; her breasts are against my chest; her whole body is sending a message that is undeniable.Then she nibbles my ear, touching my face softly with her fingertips, and she whispers, "Mr. Caruso, you are mine.""Oh, princess," I gasp as she takes another deep breath and pushes me back into the chair behind me.So I sit back into the chair and watch as her hands travel up her body; she caresses her exposed skin. Then she slides her hands to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers

…Mekayla POV…I am fourteen weeks pregnant now.The morning sickness has passed, and I am starting to feel the best parts of being an expecting mother. I have stopped counting how many times Xavien rubs my belly a day. He has, in the times that I really get sick, he has started reading to our baby. We decided that we do not want to know what the sex of the baby is, even though I still firmly believe it is a boy. We need something to look forward to, not only the pregnancy but the joy of a surprise.So it is with great difficulty that I am finding something to wear. Even though I do not keep much in these days, I have grown rather bigger than what Xavien likes to refer to as a bus. This rules out the option of trying to fit into one of my favorite skinny jeans completely out. With much frustration, I slip on my very favorite dress and meet up with Xavien that is patiently jumping out of his skin."I have always love that dress," he says as he twirls