*****Different feelings erupted inside her as soon as he blurted out those words. 'Xavier's wife' that word, in particular, kept on ringing in her head. She couldn't face the fact that she was getting married. The thrills began coursing through her body just by thinking about it. The reality of her being married finally hit her. All this while she hadn't been thinking of the marriage itself and all, she just kept her mind circulated with the before-marriage details, leaving out what might happen during the one-year agreement. The thought of leaving her name, Wilson, and bearing Garcia stirred something in her, but she couldn't decipher what. She would be appearing in media and all as his newly wedded wife. That was the reality she wasn't ready to face.It was quite surprising how she had already started adopting a certain kind of trust for him, even without knowing much about him. She believed him so much when he said there would be no sexual activities, and it was something she rar
As Xavier gazed at her, she longed to know what went on in his head. He was at it again. He was trapping her with his gaze. She felt powerless as she gaped back into those green eyes that couldn't be unraveled. The way he stayed silent drove her insane. The situation soon changed from a usual quietness to an uneasy one. She looked down at the floor, her sight drawn away from his scorching glare.“Meet me downstairs,” he instructed coldly, turning to leave, but he suddenly stopped “and also, next time you feel crazy, shut the door. Some actions are painful to watch,” he said with his back still turned against her. She bit her lips nervously waiting for him to leave, so she could bang her head against the wall or something to punish herself for her folly.The time finally came, he left the room, and she abruptly grabbed a pillow that lay on the bed, screamed into it, taking her anger out on it. She ran her hands through her hair, messing it up. *So much for giving off a better impressi
“Wedding dress, check” Amelia mumbled, lying comfortably on her bed, staring at the chandelier that hung on the ceiling. “Meeting his parents” she hesitated. “Not checked”The thought of meeting his parents made her sick to the stomach. Being with rich people was something she had never done in her life. She wasn't only going to meet with them, but also dine with them, chat with them, and probably sleep over for a few days. Xavier didn't make that part a certainty, but she knew it was likely going to happen. There was no way they wouldn't want to know more about her. A thorough assessment would be done, and she wondered how she would cope with that. Xavier had already asked her to work on her acting skills. That, she was excellent at, but she was most definitely not good at lying. It was one of her biggest weaknessesTossing to the other side of the bed, she sighed in exasperation. Subsequently, the thought of Wendy brushed through her mind. She hadn't called her since she got here,
Amelia felt her heartbeat increase rapidly as the car came to a halt. Her nervousness knew no bounds as her hands trembled, Already getting cold.Cosmos switched off the engine and was about to get off the car to open the car door for the both of them, but Xavier stopped himHe turned to look at her and spoke. “Remember, acting is key, baby,” he said with a smirk, and she smiled nervously*He just called her a pet name* her inner self screamed for joy. Even though he was most likely testing out his acting skills on her, she still felt the heat when the words flowed out of his lips.Amelia, after seeing that Cosmos had already been stopped from opening the door, decided to make it out herself. She never liked the idea of Cosmos helping her with car doors when both her hands were functioning properly. Hands on the door handle, she was about to make it out when Xavier tapped her on the shoulder, stopping her. She looked at him confusingly as he made his way out through the door. It took
Amelia remembered she was going to face Xavier again. Reality suddenly struck, and she swallowed hard. The doorknob was twisted by her, and she could feel her heartbeat become more intense and rapid. There he was laying on the bed, comfortably. Sometimes she wondered if he was the only one who made her feel the way she felt, or if it was both ways. His eyes were transfixed on his phone, and he didn't look up when she got in.“Are you going to sleep here?” she asked. He looked up at her with puzzlement written on his face.“Where else?” he muttered, and Amelia gulped. There was no way they were going to share the same bed, and she wasn't sure he was going to step down for her.“On the bed?”“Sure, why not?” he sat up. A smirk appeared on his face and her body heated up.“Uh, you see….”“You are not my type, you seem to forget” he scoffed cutting her mid-sentence, and lay back on the bed, unbothered“As if” she rolled her eyes. “We can't still share the same bed” she added in a more se
Xavier looked at her for a while and nothing came forth. The silence lingered, and she ached to know what was going on in his mind. They were both sitting up this time, but no word was said.“You still haven't told me what the problem is,” He said, but she wasn't ready to tell him anything about her personal life. She also knew he wasn't going to tell her about his personal affair too.*So why does he care?* she Almost screamed out *If he was going to keep his affairs private, then why should he show concern for hers?*“Forget about me, you can go to sleep,” she said, wiping her tears off and turning to the other side with a heavy heart.“You don't look fine,” he stated when she was least expecting him to say a thing about it. Xavier never ceased to amaze her. One minute, he would make her feel uncomfortable and the other he was acting all nice and caring. That was precisely what he was good at and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hate him.Amelia chose to keep quiet for a wh
Amelia stared at him as the smile slowly faded, and the question lingered in her heart once more.“Xavier?” She called out and he hummed a response. “Why do you want to get married to me,” she asked and pressed her lips together nervously as she waited for his reply. He walked over to a platform along the walkway and sat on it. Amelia did the same while waiting for him to give her a reply, hopefully. He may have already clarified that she wasn't supposed to know the reason and the deal also stated that they were meant to keep out of each other's personal affair, but she couldn't help but ask.Amelia's curious self couldn't be tamed by paperwork, and Xavier was starting to notice it. He exhaled sharply and looked at her. "You understand you are going against the deal, right?” She nodded in response, which caused him to wonder what her brain cells were made of. All his life, he had always had people who were willing to succumb to him whenever he wanted things to go his way, but this
"Perfect choice," Xavier said as soon as the glass left his lips. A smile appeared on his lips afterward. That gave Lucas a cue that Xavier was actually satisfied. It was absolutely surprising because Xavier was hardly satisfied. He always had a constant craving for perfection.“The girl?” Lucas asked, trying to confirm if they were both thinking from the same perspective. “Who else?”“You know that sounds weird coming from someone like you”“And what makes you say that?”“That's just what I think”“When I said perfect, I didn't mean for me. I meant perfect for the job. Seems you don't know what I meant when I said that” Xavier stated, but it felt like he was trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince Lucas.“But it's good you weren't picky when it came to her. The sooner you get married, the better. I know you can't wait for a divorce. The two of you will finally go separate ways” immediately Xavier heard those words, he instantly felt a little tingle in his hea