XANDER
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and clench my fist beneath the table. I sure as hell didn't want to get hitched to Mel Sedric.
She knew it as certainly as I knew. The last thing she wanted to do was get married to me herself. And deflecting the question to me was just something she would do.
But calling me the head of the family was an admission, and I find myself hardening, my c**k jerking in my pants. Whether the words are true or not, they stroke my ego. Being lord and king over a woman like Mel feels good.
But I pull up before I can fall too far into that misconception. When had Mel ever been subservient and meek? This Mel didn't sit well with the image of her I had carried around these last few years.
I snap my eyes to my father's and grit my teeth. This was none of the
