All Chapters of Crave His Good Girl: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CAMILA POVI watched Xavier scoff, his face hardening with pure disbelief. “Our child?” He pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly fighting to keep his temper under control. “Camila, I don’t have time for this. Be warned. Don’t ever threaten Veronica again.”He turned to leave, dismissing me like I was some minor inconvenience.My blood boiled. “Xavier, wait—” My voice cracked before I could stop it. “You think this is a joke, huh?” I snapped, my voice shooting up. “You are the father of this child, and you have to take responsibility.”Xavier stopped. His eyebrow shot up, and those dangerous eyes narrowed on me. “What in the world are you talking about? You and I have never once gotten intimate. If you’re pregnant, go look for the actual father of the child.”Shit.For a split second, my mind went blank. My stomach twisted violently. Dammit, Camila. I thought lying would rattle him, but this man isn’t stupid. I quickly masked the panic, forcing a pout onto my lips like it was the eas

THIRD PERSON POVThe moment Xavier stepped into the house, the twins froze in the middle of the living room, their little bodies going completely still as their eyes landed on him.Then the explosion came.“Birdie man!!!” they screamed at the same time.Agatha was the fastest. The four-year-old launched herself forward with all the energy her small legs could give, jumping straight into Xavier’s arms. Adrian followed right behind, crashing into his other side. Both children wrapped their tiny arms around him as tightly as they could, burying their faces in his chest.Xavier didn’t hesitate. He crouched down immediately, setting the gifts aside so he could hug them properly. His strong arms enveloped both twins at once, holding them close against his broad frame. For a moment, the weight of the long, stressful day melted away. This — their warmth, their pure excitement — felt like home.“We missed you, Birdie man,” Agatha said softly, pulling back just enough to cup his jaw with her sm

ZANE POV“Babe… Camila pisses me off so fucking much,” I muttered, staring at Kade as water droplets slowly crawled down his defined abs. He had just stepped out of the shower after fucking me so good, towel hanging low on his hips, looking looking way too good for how irritated I was feeling. “I swear I would’ve dumped her ass a long time ago if she wasn’t the only ticket to Xavier’s properties.”Kade wiped his face with a smaller towel, his movements slow and controlled. He didn’t even look at me when he replied, “Just let her do her thing. Xavier isn’t an easy man to crack.”I groaned loudly and leaned back against the headboard, dragging a hand through my hair. “Do you think I should tell Ronan about all this?”Kade finally paused, then shook his head. “What do you think Ronan would do? This is your life, babe. Your father has done more than enough for you already. It’s about time you started standing on your own.”His words landed like a slap. I stared at him, jaw clenched tight.

VERONICA POVI lifted my hand and rested it lightly against his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat under my palm. “Hey,” I whispered, searching his eyes. “Wanna talk about it?”A slow smile touched his lips, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Sure. I’d really like to talk about it with you. We’ve never had a deep conversation before.”I rolled my eyes, trying to sound nonchalant even as my pulse quickened. “Uhmm… why do you even want to have a deep conversation with me? I’m not your wife.”He let out a low, warm laugh that vibrated through his chest under my hand. “If I hadn’t studied you for the longest time, I doubt I’d be able to deal with your unpredictable ass.”“What do you mean?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“Some seconds you’re acting like you want me — and I know you do. The next minute, it’s… otherwise.” He tilted his head, his gaze softening as he brushed a thumb across my cheek. “You don’t have to hide your emotions from me, okay?”I rolled my eyes again, mo

DIANA POV Earlier In Day I stared at my phone, frowning. Xavier had ended the call so abruptly it felt weird. When I tried calling back, it went straight to unreachable. Maybe he got pulled into an impromptu meeting. That had to be it. I pushed away from my desk, rolling my shoulders with a satisfied groan. After nine straight hours of staring at code, the website I’d been nursing for months was finally live and stable. No more random crashes. No more vulnerability alerts popping up like acne. It was actually… done. “Thank fuck,” I muttered, stretching my arms high above my head until my spine popped. “I’m a graduate now. No more 8 a.m. classes. No more lecturers cancelling shit after I’ve already dragged my ass across campus in heels.” Blair had been good to me. Brutal sometimes, but good. And now I was back in LA, sharing a decent apartment with Asher — my best friend of four years. At least, that’s what he thought we were. Only I knew the truth. I hadn’t seen him as just a fri