Almost lost his birthright over hotel coochid

"Hello Mom—"

"How could you Xander?"

Mrs. Miller's voice sounded broken, ashamed even. This made Xander alarmed the very instant he heard her voice.

He could imagine tears streaming down her face, wailing to his father about how he had brought shame upon the family. His whole face went pale and his tongue stale, he could feel the phone slipping out of his grasp as the next few years of his life became almost as clear as a crystal sky.

This was the ending for him, it was like the Jacob and Esau story they always learnt in Sunday school where Esau sold his birthright for just some stew, but in his case, he indirectly sold his birthright for a cheap hotel coochie.

"Mom, I can explain, I swear to God," Xander pleaded, even though he had nothing to say other than he was sorry and ashamed about the insult and disgraced he had brought upon such a prestige family name

"I'm listening," Mrs. Miller replied coldly

"Mom I—"

"Because you seemed to have a lot to say when Araceli told you, even though she was just trying to make things work and make everyone happy," Mrs. Miller cut him off, already feeling appalled by her own son's behavior, even his Dad was more romantic even though he was a very old fashioned and very southern with the full on grease accent.

"Look Mom, I swear I didn't do it intentionally," that's all Xander could say, his back was against the wall here and there was nothing more he could say.

"All you had to do was to tell me beforehand so I could order a better dress and prepare for the whole joint family dinner," Mrs. Miller cried, "You could have asked your mother for help, I know the joint family dinner can be wholesome sometimes."

"I know mom, I—"

Xander finally processed what she said, "Family dinner?!" He almost exclaimed, completely lost.

"Yes! Don't worry about it, I will put it to work Christopher,"

He realized they were both talking about two universally different topics.

"I said, Araceli told you we would be having dinner with the Garcia's and you didn't even bother to tell me," Mrs. Miller explained.

"Oh uhm, I'm sorry mom, I didn't— Well, It just kind of skipped my mind to be honest," Xander came up with an excuse, unsure of what to say now.

A dinner with the Garcia's was something he definitely didn't know about, I mean why the hell would he want to be around those excessively loud Italians or Mexicans or what ever the fuck they were, but this was another move by Araceli and he didn't know what else to expect from her, she was always a good ten steps ahead of him and Alice.

"We will talk about it when you are back, see you later Chris," Mrs. Miller ended the call before he could reply.

"Damn! I hate it so much when she calls me Chris or Christopher," Xander yelled in frustration of no longer being in control and not just because he couldn't stand the name, he couldn't stand the fact Araceli was now in charge of the wheels and he had no choice but to let her drive him to unknown destinations.

"Well?" Alice asked impatiently, his face started to regain some color, heaving a sigh of frustration. She didn't even understand where It was coming from.

"Turns out Araceli planned a dinner with my family and I was supposed to know about it," Xander filled her in, shaking his head, this is way more headache than he signed up for.

"Well, you are definitely not going, right?"

"I mean, you and I both know that this is a plain ambush, she's gonna expose you in front of both of you guys parents," Alice reasoned with him.

"It is not rocket science, Xander," Alice said, touching his shoulder but his expression was distant, he was so far back in his head that when she smiled at him to reassure him, he just turned away and let himself get swayed by his thoughts.

"Xander, please talk to me," Alice pleaded, she hasn't seen him this lost ever since his uncle's death which threw him off balance.

"Alice, I don't know alright,"

"I don't know, It's hard to even know what she is goddamn planning, she told me I would receive a call from my mom, and I did, my mom sounded like she knew about it, just for her to bring up a dinner shit I don't even know about," Xander felt fired up from inside, racking his hands through his hair and looked up at Alice who just looked at him in pity, then a notification bell went off in his office startling both of them.

Alice's face had a little trace of fear as she looked at Xander's phone and it didn't come on, It was definitely her phone then. Taking a sigh of relief because she didn't think Xander could take anymore of this, she brought the phone out but she soon felt her heart sink a little as she saw the heading of the message, it was no other than Araceli.

"What is that? Are you okay, babe?" Xander asked, standing up to check on the message and he understood why she stood transfixed staring at her phone.

It was a message from Araceli telling her that,

"Of course you are also invited, you didn't think I would leave you out of the fun now, did you?"

Xander read out loud. This was enough reason for them to stop underrating her because she kept throwing in new moves, from the way she sent the text, she using 'of course you are invited too' showed she knows Xander was with Alice and she knows that Alice knows about the dinner on Saturday.

"From being the hunter to being the prey," Alice muttered to herself, swiping the message off her screen and taking her purse to take her leave.

"Wait, where are you going?" Xander asked, moving after her as she was almost at the door.

"I'm heading home for an early tequila or something drier, just to clear my head," Alice replied, opening the door and exited the office which Xander followed her closely behind, he couldn't ask her the question that he wanted to ask because of the weird look his secretary and other top worker were giving him as he ran after a fast paced Alice. He led her to the private elevator that led directly to the underground parking lot where supplies and company cars were parked or came through.

"What should we do about Araceli babe?" Xander asked, tapping the last floor button on the silver elevator wall which didn't reflect back as their image, just blur excuses.

"I don't know, honestly."

"She has already shown us that she is way ahead of us so let's just play along nicely,"

"This new Araceli…" Alice trailed off, a vile taste replacing the part of her tongue that mentioned her name as she pulled out a cigar and lit it up.

"Doesn't take friendly threats well,"

"She will go explosive mode and blow both of us out of proportion, and I don't even like the sound of that," Alice cried in between puffs.

"We don't smoke in the building, Alice," Xander reminded her, pointing to the clear warning sign above them with disapproval in his eyes.

"Technically, I'm not in the building,"

"Then where are you then?" Xander asked rhetorically, not expecting the answer she gave him.

"In a weird metallic, poorly silver coated box hooked up on wires we are supposed to trust Xander," Alice replied, walking out of the elevator.

"Wait, you didn't bring your car?" Xander asked, checking the parking lot and couldn't spot her red Porsche anywhere in the parking lot.

"Yeah, I will be taking a cab home," Alice said, dropping the cigar on the ground and grinding it with her combat boot.

"I could give you a ride home, if you don't mind," Xander offered but Alice was already walking towards the exit, she waved her hand in dismissal as reply and Xander sighed.

He knew being control was a character they both had in common but right now none of them were in control and it was taking a toll on both of them, and in addition, Araceli wasn't making it easy for any of them in any way and right now sitting on a desk and handling a million files was the last thing on his mind.

He headed to take a lunch break at ten am because why not, he was the CEO or at least till Araceli was ready to tell everyone on earth what he did, he would be the one guy that broke the golden couple who was ruling the business world, he exited the building skipping the cafe at his workplace because they sold the shittiest coffee that has ever touched his tongue.

The bell of Venus cafe drew him stares like fire to moth and as usual a bunch of whispers filled the cafe. He didn't know why people thought he was a big deal just because he was selected as Top 10 hottest businessmen in New York city in a cringe article.

"Hi, I'm Ricky, what would you like to have today sir," The barista said in a bored voice looking at the man who just caused the little frenzy in the cafe, hell he wasn't even that hot for christ sake.

"Some latte with extra cream and fresh bagels," Xander said, not sparing the barista a second look.

"That's fifteen fifty sir," Ricky's dull work mode voice couldn't have sounded worse.

Xander gave him a hundred dollar note and told him to keep the change. Ricky couldn't tell if he was just a silly lavish spender or he couldn't just bother to wait for the change.

Alice

Do we still have the rape video?