Chapter Eight

I put my phone down after that alarming phone call. It might be true something is going on but the information given freely this way is more dangerous than the culprit. They aim at something and the only way to find out is to do the exact opposite of what they expect.

My mind is constantly thinking of what happened and who my enemies are. The death of Alexandria and my parents is something still waiting to be solved.

I become restless, so I decide to walk to my office and see what documents I can go over to use as a distraction before I resume work tomorrow.

My house is a huge mansion with so many rooms, it is beautifully decorated and spacious. It was made of Rocks as if to symbolize my cold personality. Its windows were as shy eyes, large to welcome any ray of sun.

The solid rock walls stood firm as if sending a message to show that it rightfully belonged right where it was as if perchance it had grown up right from that hallowed ground. It was as though it had been called into existence to protect those who came to dwell within. This kind of feeling always made me reckless and I dropped my guard whenever I was home because I felt very safe.

Out of the four options before me, I choose to work from my office which is near the pantry just in case I get hungry it will be easier as all my workers took a day off after all the mess from last week. They need rest. I found it ridiculous for me to walk for 10 minutes just to get a snack.

I sit lazily with my back thrown in the chair as I read through the document about a certain approval I don't even understand. I can barely concentrate when I suddenly hear low groanings, it stops and shortly return.

"Damit!"

I get up and walk to the kitchen because Leah and I are the only ones in this house. What the hell is she looking for that is making her groan and complain?!

Why do I care?

I walk in and find her trying to grab the coffee bean bag. Her curves are on full display showing how perfect her body is. She is wearing one of my Shirts and because am a huge man it falls on her like a dress. From where I stand I can see that she only has a pant underneath and that makes me uncomfortable.

Am I getting bothered? Against my own will I walk towards her quietly and reach for the bean bag with my front on her back. She can feel me and I know I have an effect on her from the way she unconsciously grinds her hips making me want t bend her over and fuck her right now.

Concentrate Xavier!

I place the bean bag next to her and she turns to face me. My abs are on full display as I stand close to her without my shirt on. She must feel the attraction too because she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me and without realizing it, I am lifting her and placing her on the counter. I slowly kiss her and her moans make room for me to put in my tongue. I work my way down with my other hand and reach for her center. My two fingers are inside her when the door bursts open!

What the Fuck!

No one is in this house except me and her. But even if someone was, they wouldn't dare burst my door like that.

Kendra!

My childhood best friend and Doctor. Of course, only she has the audacity but I will not tolerate her coming to my house unannounced. There she stands trying to look all innocent when she knows what she has done especially since we were very loud, any normal person would avoid this room by all means but not her.

"Oops, Sorry guys I didn't think you'd be screwing each other" she mocks as she walks in and takes a sit like she is here for a show.

"What the Fuck Kendra! Is this your house now!? Do you think you can just burst in anytime? Who the hell gave you a key card anyway?" My voice is not loud but it's cold, and she knows she has crossed the line.

Good.

"So mad at the cockbloker?" she tries to calm the situation but it's not working because I will not tolerate anyone invading my privacy.

I turn back to Leah who looks shaken and frustrated that Orgasim didn't come. But above all that I can see a glint of recognition as she looks at Kendra but she quickly covers it and says nothing.

Have they met?

I don't say anything to her. I button up the shirt she is wearing and place her panties in place.

"You can go to your room," I say coldly. I don't mean to but my tone won't adjust.

She looks up at me with glassy teary eyes as she walks out of the room without saying a word. This was a mistake and Kendra's mistake saved me. I hope that the make-out session won't be labeled as love.

"What do you want!" I say to the blonde staring at me but trying to keep her cool. She does it now and then but I don't take her seriously she is my best friend and doctor but that has a limit too and right now my patience is wearing thin.

"I came to invite you to my fundraising gala tomorrow night. It will do you some good starting on a good note looking at all that has been happening since you got married" she says innocently.

"And what about my marriage?" I dare her to make a stupid remark.

She gets the message and shuts up.

Opening her purse, she reveals a fancy envelope which I presume must be the invitation. She hands me the card and as our hands brush, she looks at me longer than necessary. I quickly return my hand to my side.

"Cool, I'll think about it. Anything else"?

"No, that will be all. Please come support me we've come a long way Xev" she pouts.

She is right. But that is a manipulation card she wants to pull but she knows me better than anyone.

It won't work.

"Well then you can now get the hell out of my house, I'd like to fuck my wife without an audience. She is shy you know." my sarcastic tone doesn't go unnoticed and for a second I see a Flint of pain flash in her eyes but I could be wrong.

She has no reason go be hurt.

"Sure, but am sure after you see the guest tomorrow you won't even look her direction."

With that remark, she walks out closing the door behind her.

What is this Crazy girl up to?

........

The next morning I lay awake in my bed trying to decide what to do with the information I received but I come up with nothing.

I get up and walk to Leah's room though I don't know what mood she is in after what happened yesterday. I can understand if she is mad at me but I miss her and I want to see her even if it means using her well-being as an excuse.

Shit

My floor is made of black beautiful tiles that have a bit of soundproofing hence it's rare for someone to hear footsteps. As I walk through the long passage I admire my choice of art as it is beautifully decorated bringing life and curiosity.

A dark theme that suits me completely.

I am about to open the door when I hear sounds similar to that of a moan.

"Who would have the audacity to fuck in my house" I hiss under my breath as I open Leah's door only to find the room empty.

Wait!

Is that her voice or is my mind playing tricks. I better be wrong about this. I walk back to where the sound was coming from and I open the door.

What is happening here?