Entrapped

Chapter 39.

The darkness of the night seeped away as the gentle rays of sunlight entered the room through the glass window. Xavier had kept her face close to his chest as one of his hands was holding it in place so the light would not disturb his beautiful wife who was sleeping like a baby with her loose golden hair all around the bed.

Xavier did not know for how long he had been awake, he was not sure if an hour had already passed or not since he had woken up. He enjoyed it, Xavier enjoyed having her in his arms. He definitely loved to watch her sleep comfortably with him, it made him feel good; it made him feel complete.

Xavier did not wish to wake up, he wanted time to freeze at that moment as he feared what was to come next. After what had happened between them he was not sure how she was going to behave towards him, he was not sure if things had gone dirty that could drift them further apart. He feared it, he feared the distance between them.

He did not want her upset and treated him indifferently, he would not be able to bear it. He had gotten quite accustomed to having her care for him, to prepare food for him and he had gotten addicted to the feeling of her waiting for him to return home at night. He did not want things between them to change, he was not ready for change until it’s a good one.

“umm,” a soft moan was heard and he instantly looked at her squinting eyes, she was waking up and he gulped at that thought.

Xavier took in every slight movement as his beautiful wife began to wake up; slowly and softly. She let out another groan of disturbance as she slowly brought her left hand to her face and began to rub her eyes with the back of her hand.

She fluttered her eyes open slowly, careful of the sudden light that could have blinded her and furrowed her brows together and the first thing she saw was a chest, a naked chest of a well built man.

Tiara did not have to guess whose body it was though she wouldn't agree but she had also gotten accustomed to Xavier being this close to her, she had turned habitual of his disgusting presence around herself. She closed her eyes as a long sigh heaved out of her soft lips that he felt directly on his chest and in response he started to caress her back as he thought that she was trying to go back to sleep.

Everything that had occurred the other night came rushing back to her and she wanted to pull her hair out in frustration, she wanted to ask herself what was she thinking showing her emotional side to him.

Had she really expected him to regret what he had done to Mason for her sake, was that why she broke down in front of him? Tiara had known Xavier her whole life and no one knew it better than her that he did not regret anything. He was a calculative bastard, had always been one and yet she made a fool of herself in her own eyes when she really thought of forgiving him as if he deserved that.

He deserved nothing from her. He deserved nothing and was a pitiful man who lacked the greatest emotion, regret. Tiara sometimes envies him for that, he did not feel an ounce of regret even after ruining several lives including her and killing hundred of men and here she was, feeling every bit of it even when she had done nothing that she should regret compared to him.

Tiara felt like a disgusting human being who was seeking revenge. She despised herself for turning this malicious where she was actually playing with his heart and was taking advantage of his feelings towards her. She knew that no one would believe her but deep down only she knew that she had started to hate herself more than anything, more than she hated Xavier.

She knew the path she had chosen to follow through the course of her life was a vicious one but she could not help it, she had this fire her that wanted to see his downfall, she had this urge that had kept her alive that she wanted to see Xavier all helpless like he had made others, like he had made her feel, vulnerable. She wanted him to be vulnerable. She wanted his destruction and wanted to be a source of it.

And the only way to quench that thirst of revenge that had burned her whole was to hit him where his weakest spot lies, his heart that unfortunately for him belonged to her. Tiara was a weak person who had no physical strength or support from the people who worshipped her and yet she held the immense power, she held his heart and she was going to squeeze it to death and she promised she would not have any mercy as no mercy was given to her when she begged for it.

Tiara was at her weakest moment last night when she let herself get swayed away with the happy memories that she had locked up with the all the hatred and the humanity that she had buried deep in her heart so that it could never crawl back to manipulate her but she lost it all last night, her emotions crushed all the restrain she had tried hard to tie them with, her emotion took over mind.

She unmasked herself to some extent, she cried again when she had promised never to do it again and what pained her even more was that she cried before the very man who had caused her pain. She showed her true self that was broken and weak to the person who had made her this way. She hated it. She hated it all.

A sudden wave of disgust went past her when she realized that it was him who had pushed her to fall off the cliff of emotions the other night, if it was not for him she would not have cried. If only he had not bothered her and let her be just for a night then she would not have felt that way. It was all because of him that she was on the verge of relinquishing her plan that held the power to bring justice to all the people Xavier had wronged. He had manipulated her last night, he had tried to do it.

Tiara knew that it was her own self that had tried to retreat from such a vicious plan, that it was her emotions that were trying to stop her from something malicious but she chose to put all the blame on Xavier because if it was not for him then she would not have been fighting with her own self in the first place.

Tiara swore that she would make him feel the emotion he lacked in him, she would make him regret. She would make him regret loving her, would make him regret trusting her. She would make sure that the amount of regret he feels would be far more than anything that it would crush his soul and would eventually perish him.

She opened her eyes again but this time with that found determination that concealed the softness her green orbs held.

She stretched her arms out and in order to sit up, moved a little away from him. She got up and let out a loud yawn and moved her hands back as she tried to gather her messy hair together and rolled them back in a loose low bun and turned her head to look at him and found him already looking at her.

Xavier had a neutral expression on his face as he watched her intently but his eyes, they held the glint of fear and uncertainty swirling in him and she managed to read him, she had gotten quite good at it, that was when he was not trying hard to conceal his emotion.

“Why didn't you wake me up?” Tiara asked in a neutral tone, catching him off guard because he had not expected her to be this calm after her sudden break down last night.

Xavier did not answer her right away and stayed silent for a brief moment as he contemplated if she was really fine and not upset or mad at him. He noticed her keenly, she looked calm and composed, her voice neutral and her eyes looked at him with no emotion like every other morning and he relaxed visibly. He believed her eyes, they were not looking at him with pain and anger like last night and he was relieved for that.

“You looked peaceful while sleeping.” He answered softly, telling her a part of the truth, and kept others to himself. She nodded slowly at him and got up from the bed and looked at him, “you are late.” She reminded him as she glanced at the wall clock on their opposite side.

Xavier shrugged his shoulders and looked at the clock with an uninterested gaze, “I am the boss, no one could fire me.”

“of course you are and that is why it is more important for you to be punctual.” She remarked as she started to make her way inside the bathroom but stopped and looked at him who was still laying on the bed unaffected, “you don’t have an option to skip your breakfast so get up now.” She said to in a stern voice and he let out a chuckle at her ordering him around but he did not mind and stood up from bed in a swift move.

Tiara was about to close the bathroom door but he pushed it open and gave her a teasing smile, “I am running late so let’s just share the bathroom and save up some time, yeah?” She looked at him for a brief second before shrugging her shoulders and nodded at him.

Tiara walked up to the wash basin, she picked up her brush and added some paste on top of it and started to brush her teeth and he did the same. They did their morning routine normally until things turned a little heated for Xavier when they stood under the huge shower head.

Her naked body reminded him of how hot she made him feel last night, he wanted to have her but could not because how tired she seemed but looking at her gorgeous curve and milky soft skin getting drenched with water aroused him and it started to reflect on his member down there.

Xavier moved behind her and pulled her wet hair away from her shoulder, exposing her swan-like neck to his desirous eyes and kissed her there softly and she moaned in response. His hand encircled around her waist from behind pulled her closer to his naked chest.

He kissed her again on the nape of her neck and she felt her stomach getting rumbled, her body had definitely started to enjoy his touch, she thought in her mind. She purred in pleasure when his hands started to rub her breast and she leaned back at him, appreciating the work his hands were doing.

Tiara knew the moment Xavier entered the bathroom behind her, they would end up having s*x. It was always like this, either it was him or her who initiated but both of them were always eager and she knew that he wanted to f**k her last night which he could not but a horny man could not avoid the naked body of a woman, especially the one he loved.

“I want you, Tiara.” He said in a husky breath against her ear, teeth nibbling on it and she nodded at him, giving him permission which he always seek before making love to her, that what he called it but for Tiara, it was always s*x, a good s*x because his touch made her body shudder with pleasure while her heart would bleed in disgust.