Semua Bab Fated to My Ex's Brother-In-Law: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Zoe's POVCould my day get any worse? I should not have asked that. I had just helped Miss Alyssa Shaw get dressed into a possible wedding dress for her wedding with my cheating ex-boyfriend. “Why do you hate me so much?” She suddenly asked, still looking at herself in the full-length mirror. “I don’t-” I started, but she interrupted me. She turned to face me and said seriously, “Just because I may act like I only think and care about myself doesn’t mean that it is the only truth. I have noticed the way you glare at me often, each time we meet anywhere. Your animosity is not as well-hidden as you would like it.” “Miss Shaw, I-” “Just call me Alyssa and be truthful. What have I done to offend you so much?” She was genuinely curious, and for a moment, I contemplated telling her and reminding her of our real first meeting in the parking lot of her hotel. Before I could answer there were screams from downstairs. She looked at me alarmed and I told her trying to stay calm, “Ma’am,

Xavier’s POVIt had been a slow at work. Jacob had informed me that Zoe had resigned from her job at the restaurant. Despite her financial issues, which I was sure about now, she chose dignity and earned the respect of everyone who knew what had happened. Myself included. Jacob had been gone for most of the day, collecting every possible information about Mister Simmons, Zoe’s father, and John. I had wanted to get deep work done on him since Alyssa had returned from her first trip to the horse races and wouldn’t stop talking about this great guy from the neighboring pack. Her trust in me had stopped me from doing it before. Zoe’s case had given me the perfect opportunity to do so without making Alyssa upset. If John was clean, my subconscious would be able to rest and be truly happy for my sister. And if he had any dirt or skeletons in his closet, It is better that everything comes to light before the wedding and not after. Alyssa was too special for me to allow her to get hurt in

Zoe's POVI woke up groggily to find myself in different yet familiar surroundings. How did I manage to get into Xavier’s bed again? I had no memory of going to his home. Wait, what was the last thing I remembered? I racked my brain and sat up straight. I was kidnapped with Alyssa. John had saved her and left me to the wolves, literally. Xavier had shown up in the nick of time and saved me. Sitting up I felt a sudden cold hit my chest and back. I shivered and looked down to find myself utterly naked. How did I get undressed? I did not feel anything between my legs, so I could assume that nothing of that sort happened. I wrapped the blanket around me and looked around the room. Where was Xavier? I saw a note stuck to the bedside table lamp. It read, ‘Gone to check on Alyssa. Will be back by lunch.’ Impulsively I kissed the paper and folded it. Feeling hungry, I got up and threaded to the kitchen to ransack his fridge. I found half a loaf of bread and some cheese. Thankfully, ne

Xavier POVZoe was curled up in the blanket that I draped over her when I had brought her in. She was rocking back and forth while staring at the bloody uniform that I had stupidly left on the bathroom floor instead of throwing it in the laundry like every time I did with my bloody clothes. I rushed to her side and was on my knees beside her in an instant. “Zoe?”I called but she was like in a trace. I scooped her and stood up, the clothes falling back to the bathroom floor she had picked them from. That made her look at me like she was seeing me for the first time. She seemed surprised to wike me there. Like waking up from a long slumber. “Hey there.” I looked at her, curled in my arms as I walked back inside the room and lay her on the bed. She grabbed a handful of my shirt and pulled me down with her. I did not resist. It was clear that she needed me. I moved her to my lap and settled on the bed. She placed her head on my chest without a word. I wrapped my arms around her unde

Zoe’s POVI walked in and saw the same receptionist. I walked straight to the elevator without giving her a chance to stop me or ask anything. “Where are you going? You cannot just-” She called behind me but I was already inside the elevator as someone had just left and it was closing. I had been to Xavier’s office before and knew of his floor number. I pressed the button and watched with satisfaction as the elevator doors closed in her face. I was sure she was going to call security and I wanted to see her face when she would be told that I was Xavier’s paying client. I walked into the office and found Xavier sitting in his rotating chair waiting for me. “Welcome.” He said with a smirk, one foot placed on the knee of the other leg. I plopped my handbag onto a couch and spoke, hoping to convey my frustration, “I get it.”“What do you get?” He raised a brow. This man was testing my patience. “I get that this is unlike your usual high-profile cases and I’m paying in installments.