Entrapped

Chapter 24.

The next morning, Xavier woke up with the best sight ever, laying on his stomach he kept looking at her sleeping figure, mesmerized by her adorable morning face he felt like he was still dreaming. He could not believe it, everything had turned in his favour and he felt like the luckiest person alive.

The girl he loved was his wife, he had every right to touch, kiss and hug her, he could shout that she was his and what satisfied him the most that it all had happened with her consent, she had accepted him and Xavier was genuinely happy after decades.

Last night, he had made love to her as her husband. Her flushed face when she reached her high projected in his mind and he could not help but smile, she looked so beautiful. Her light green eyes shone even brighter in contrast to her flushed cheeks.

He smiled as he reminisced about the last night and reached for her face, pushing away the traitorous strands of her hair that were shielding her beautiful face from his scrutinizing eyes. He caressed her face gently and pushed himself on his elbows and leaned towards her calm and beautiful face and pecked her swollen lips lightly and then moved to her forehead, placing a gentle kiss there he stood up and covered her nude body to make sure she was not cold and went away in the bathroom.

He returned after half an hour from his walk in closet, dressed in a black shirt and black jogger living upto his surname but despite his all black attire he looked delighted because of the glow of happiness his face had.

He went downstairs towards the kitchen and every servant bowed their heads as soon as they saw him, a little surprised by his presence as he never really visited that particular part of the mansion as he had no business in the kitchen.

“Morning, young master?” One of the two maids greeted him, trying to be polite, “do you need anything?” Xavier sensed the uncertainty and surprise laced in her voice but chose to pay no heed to that and looked at the middle aged man in his late thirties and he knew by his outfit that he must be the cook.

“you,” he pointed to the man who shivered as soon as he saw that Xavier was only looking at him with those deadly eyes, “prepare a good breakfast for my wife and I.” The cook visibly let out a big sigh of relief and nodded his head.

“what would you like to have for breakfast, young master?” Xavier usually had scrambled eggs and toast along with a glass of orange juice but the cook was smart enough to know that Xavier would not have come here if he wanted his usual breakfast.

Xavier blinked in confusion, nothing came to his mind and he glared at the cook who gulped loudly as he saw the sudden change in his behaviour, “make something that is romantic.”

“r-romantic, young master?” the cook stuttered.

Xavier’s mouth went agape as he realized what he had said that loud, he knew that by the way everyone was looking at him, he messed up and needed to gain his composure back otherwise it would really be embarrassing if anyone got to know about this behaviour of his and he cleared his throat before speaking, “make something a woman would like.”

He stormed out of the kitchen to avoid the embarrassment he had brought upon himself and went back to his room and found her still sleeping, he smiled looking at her slightly parted lips and went closer to her. He sat on the bed and patted her cheeks slightly, “Tiara, dear wake up,” he cooed softly, voice laced with honey as he  tried to wake his wife.

She stirred a little, letting out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes blinked a few times to get accustomed to the brighten surroundings and her long eyelashes touched her cheeks every time she blinked, making Xavier look at her with awe.

The first thing she saw upon waking up was his handsome face with a soft smile plastered on his face and she hated it, she wanted him never to smile again. She wanted to snatch away his happiness but she knew it was not the right time, for now she needed to make him happy because the more happy she would make him, the more devastated he would be at the right time.

She smiled at him as he leaned to kiss her, it was a soft peck on her swollen lips, “good morning,”

“morning.” She wished him back and stretched her body, letting out a soft groan of exhaustion. She sat up and the sheets slipped off her body, leaving her upper body bare in front of his eyes.

Xavier noticed her upper body was covered in red and purple hickeys, the marks he had given her and stretched his hand out. He pushed her blonde hair behind her shoulder and noticed that there were few marks on her neck too, he guessed he went too wild last night.

“I am sorry for all these marks,” he apologized softly smiling at her and gave her a light pat on the side of her head, “I lost control, I guess.”

 He was a little scared thinking that Tiara might have not liked him, Xavier knew he was good in bed, he was not bragging but he had been told so every time he had slept with anyone and he was always confident but when it came to Tiara he could not help but doubt himself every time. Xavier was rough and he liked it that way even in bed but he knew Tiara was not someone who would appreciate that, she was as fragile as a newly bloomed flower and thus could not handle any roughness and Xavier did try to control himself as best as he could. He had taken her gently and with love but those marks proved that he had lost control nonetheless.

She felt a sadistically soothing feeling that erupted in her by seeing him doubt himself, she felt contended knowing that her sacrifice had already started to pay off. she had given him her body and in return, she planned to take his confidence.

“its alright.” She twitched her lips in a smile while her eyes were glinting with mischief, “besides I am not the only one who received marks from last night,” she gave him a toothy grin and held his hand which were caressing her hair. she removed his hand from her face and stretched his arm, showing him all those scratches she had given him last night.

 “I am sure your back must have stung while taking a warm shower?” she giggled lightly, making Xavier smile that everything between them was fine. Tiara, on the other hand, had deliberately scratched him wherever she could. She had even dug her fingernails on his back while climaxing and had bit him on purpose as well. She just wanted to cause him pain and behaving wild was a perfect excuse to do that without ruining her plan.

He picked her up in his arms making her gasp at his sudden gesture and led her inside the bathroom and placed her body gently inside the bath tub filled with warm water and rose petals floating above it.

“would you like me to help you wash your hair?” Xavier offered his services to his loving wife and Tiara observed how he had become so comfortable around her and was not at all hesitant like he was last night, she knew that sleeping with him was a good step to take to put him at ease around her.

“sure,” she muttered and looked down as if she was shy and her gesture made Xavier chuckle in amusement.

He went behind her and gathered her loose and long blonde hair behind her back and he was surprised to see that her hair was almost touching the floor. He slowly combed her hair with his fingers and she leaned back, resting her head on the rim of the tub and relaxed in the warm water, her body was sore from sleeping with him and the warm water helped her muscles to relax.

He helped her wash her long hair, messaging her head to make up for going rough on her last night. Xavier had always believed that uttering a few words of apology was never enough. If it was your actions that had hurt the other person then you need to put your apology in your actions as well and make sure that the message is conveyed, that was the only trade that could be fair and worth seeking forgiveness.

He had decided that he would treat her like a queen, love her more than anyone and would make up for all those past mistakes where he had unintentionally hurt her. He knew that she did not love him yet and he had sworn that he would love her so much that her heart would be compelled to love him back, but for now it was more than enough that she had accepted him and maybe had started liking him? He guessed.

Once Tiara was all freshen up and wrapped up in a fluffy towel, he stepped aside and decided to take his leave, “you go dress up, I will meet you in the bedroom in five minutes.” He told her and left her there to give her some time for herself as he did not want her to think of him as a clingy person.

Tiara shrugged her shoulders and let out a sigh of exhaustion, she was getting tired of smiling constantly. It was hard to smile especially when you have nothing left to smile about yet she did not give up, she had just started yet and had a long journey ahead to cover.

She walked inside the closet and put on the first pair of under garment she saw and then moved ahead to look around to find something to wear and stumbled upon a different cupboard filled with different clothes and accessories both his and her but the last cupboard in the far corner caught her attention. The cupboard was filled with different boxes of jewellery and other bags from luxury brands and when she looked at them closely she realized that it was all those gifts he had sent her on different occasions and she had sent them back and with the way he had kept them safe all those years moved something in her and a tear rolled down her eyes.

Her shaky hand slowly reached for her face and she found her cheek wet with tears and looked at her hand with wide eyes, her body shuddered and she found it utterly impossible that she was actually crying for Xavier?

She felt a sudden pain that developed in her chest and gasped holding the door of the cupboard tightly to support herself, her conscience mocked her for betraying the man who loved her deeply again. Her heart pounded with the speed of thunder and she knew her heart was warning her to not to do anything that vicious to him but she had already come this far and just could not stop now.

She could not just forgive Xavier because it was his love that had destroyed her life. It might be true that he loved her truly but his love had only proved to be a cage that had entrapped her and made her feel suffocated. He had just ruined her and she just could not find it in her to let him go without making him pay for the sins he had committed.    

 “Tiara?” His voice was heard followed by a knock on the door and she looked at the closed door with tear filled eyes, “are you done?” his voice sounded happy and desperate and the fire of revenge that seemed to die suddenly intensified.

“yes, just give me a minute!” she shouted from the other side with a firm voice and wiped her tears and cupped her heart and looked down, “I don’t want you to beat, you are useless! feeling bad for a person who had killed the man I love?” she spat in an acidic tone and gritted her teeth, “you are hopeless and I would never listen to you!”

She stood up and pulled out the first dress she saw and slipped in it and patted her face a little to look normal and went inside the bedroom and found Xavier standing near the bed with a big smile and it pained her to see him like this, she felt jealous that even after doing horrendous things he still had the audacity to smile like that in front of her.

His smile vanished much to her relief as soon as his eyes landed on his wife and observed her face keenly and found her eyes puffy. Was she crying? Did something happen? Did he do anything wrong? Questions like these flooded his mind.

“are you okay? Were you crying?” he asked her, tone laced with worry for her and she shook her head negatively, “I just remembered my mom.” That lie smoothly rolled off her tongue without putting any effort and Xavier nodded in understanding and went closer to her and pulled her in a hug to provide her some comfort.

“its alright,” he rubbed her back up and down and pulled away and looked down at her softly, caressing her damp hair, “let’s have breakfast, shall we?”