Chapter 131 Wild thoughts.

Breakfast went smoothly and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Just as the dark man couldn't take his eyes off his goddess, the intimidating man couldn't take stop staring at his weakness. A table of four, a table of fury. The atmosphere was tense. Every single one of them had wandering thoughts—even Bennett.

He saw something earlier and his supposed suspicions turned out to be true. He was right after all. He saw the tension between them, and he knew that something was up. Ever since the day they got into the new mansion, he saw a new life, a new future. Tiger and Klaus.

Zhavia couldn't understand what she was feeling at the moment. She was in the midst of these hot guys but she felt like she was at home. She felt safe and secure. She didn't even know what she wanted anymore. All she thought of was the man beside her. How he introduced her to his 'family' even if he didn't say anything. She could tell that the bond they shared was beyond boss and employees, it was deeper than that. He trusts them and basically lives with them— that is rare. Yes, she had known him for just a few days but he opened up to her and now, she had seen the real him. She had seen Nicholas Alviero Ross for who he truly was. He is the most unpenetrable person she had ever met. He doesn't have a weakness. Not even a single weakness.

The room was so silent that even if a pin fell at the hallway at the far end, it would be heard. It was getting awkward and really hard to breathe. The energy in there was just toxic. No one was willing to break the silence. Their pride dominated.

Bennett wasn't sure he could take it anymore. He was scared for his life. Tiger was on his neck and the three powerful heartless people in the room looked like they were just waiting for a flame to explode.

Tiger's eyes were on his meal but his attention was on the man sitting directly beside him. He didn't even want to eat anymore, all he wanted to do was watch this man all day and night nonstop and he will be filled. He couldn't focus. He was on the verge of going mad when he felt Klaus's touch on his thigh.

His breath hanged. His face was turning red in seconds, his abdomen shivered to the touch of his breath taker as a low groan escaped his throat. He quickly covered it up with his food.

There was an evil smirk on Klaus's face. He loved what he was doing to his baby. He couldn't resist the man sitting next to him looking as hot as hell. This is a man he is madly in love with. He was finally his and no one else's. This is a man he is fucking obsessed with, a man he can do anything for at this point.

The dark man had lost his appetite. He's just focused on the wine in front of him as he sipped it elegantly. His eyes strolled to zhavia that seemed to be exhausted already. He watched her pick up the glass and swirled it, afterward, taking it to her lips and slowly tasting the red liquid. He watched how a drop of wine escaped from the side of the glass and slid by the side of her lips as she picked up a table napkin to wipe it off. Just that view took every single ounce of control he had.

Her eyes strolled to him and his dim eyes captured hers. She saw the hunger in them, something different from the previous times he had looked at her like that. It was as if his eyes were stripping her off her clothes. His eyes claimed her, and she saw that he wanted her. He wondered what it would be like, the very day zhavia opens up to him. His thoughts had gone wild just from the little display she portrayed.

Tiger couldn't take it anymore. This man beside him was doing things to him and he was scared that he would lose control in front of Nicholas. Yes, Klaus and he are lovers but they really haven't decided to make their relationship is known to everyone— not like they have really talked about it though. They still had so many things to talk about.

They all watched Nicholas sip the remaining wine left in the cup he held as he stood up in grace. Her eyes were on him. He didn't look at them because he wasn't in control anymore. He didn't want to go crazy in front of everyone. He was already burning profusely in his abdomen, just one slip of emotion from her could make him lose his principles.

He didn't look back as he walked to the elevator. His steps were far from fast. His eyes were dimmer, his heartbeat increased by a hundred, and he was going nuts. The moment he stepped into the elevator, he sighed in relief. There was no expression on his face but his entire body was burning, he wasn't thinking straight anymore. The only thing he saw at this moment was zhavia McKay. He remembered her white skin, how it glowed. He remembered how sexy she looked earlier in that lingerie she wore and immediately, he was hard. His soul was on fire.

He walked straight into his Chambers praying so hard that she wouldn't come at this moment because he had lost control of himself. She had turned him on and his head was spinning in the circle of her thoughts. He paced around the room, moving back and forth as he ran his hand through his hair.

Fuck.

He didn't know what to do anymore. When he closed his eyes all he saw was her in that seductive state. He remembered how soft her lips were when he kissed her the other day and a groan escaped his lips— see what I mean when I said he had lost his principles?

He walked to his bed and sat down with his ankles pressed on his knee, and his head bent to his palm. His entire body vibrated from the thoughts of her and his senses were lost. He laid his head back as his back was on the bed. His legs were still on the ground. He faced upwards as he lay. He raised his hands up, running his palms through his hair, staying in that position with his eyes closed.

Zhavia couldn't stop thinking about him and how he had just left the table. Her eyes were on the wine but her thoughts followed him. She didn't even know how to react to this kind of situation anymore. This was supposed to be their breakfast together. He wasn't supposed to leave her like this, alone with these people she just met.

She stood up and their eyes were on her as she walked toward the elevator. Bennett couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips as he watched these displays. He wondered how this woman won the heart of this dark man. No matter how he thought of it, it was still mysterious to him. He hadn't still gotten a glimpse of their future together because he knows the kind of person his master is. Nobody knows what goes on in his head. He could do anything he wants for his own plans to take form. He still had doubts that Nicholas doesn't love her.

Zhavia's eyes were on the black door she walked towards. Her heart thudded heavily nonstop as she approached the door because behind that door dwelled her soul wreaker. The temperature of the entire house was now the same. Ever since she caught a cold and he apologized for it, he changed his room temperature to normal— what couldn't he do for this woman?

The moment she stood in front of the door, his scent filled her nostrils and seeped into her brain. That feeling engrossed her again; the feeling where she feels helpless whenever he was near, that same feeling that drug her. 

In a split second, she opened the door. Her eyes flew open as her skin reacted to the view in front of her. Her breath was taken away and was no longer useful at this point because she didn't even need them. Her heart had stopped functioning. Her soul was on fire as her eyes roamed around the perfected figure of Nicholas Alviero Ross. 

Her belly turned to jelly as she lost her mind completely. She wasn't even in control of her own body anymore because his eyes had captured her.

He watched her walk in and immediately realized that the bath he just had was completely useless. He had gone to shower because he felt a million degrees and wanted to cool off. He also wanted to ease the pressure he felt earlier from staring at his cocktease, and it worked— at least for the time being it did. He was on his way to his closet when he heard the beeping sound and decided to pick it up to at least get the distraction he needed from this obsession when she stepped in.

At that moment, she killed him. Those eyes that stared at him brought him back to the realization that she was his weakness. Yes, zhavia McKay is the only weakness he had. There was no thin ice anymore. It was already shattered into a million pieces. She had disintegrated his self-control. 

The moment she started walking toward him, his senses kicked in. The man in him yelled for an escape to devour her entire being.

MINE.