Unknown POV
"Sir, we were able to pay the cop off. Sutton is free." One of my men says as soon as he entered my office. Sutton came in behind him.
"It was difficult, considering the pressure the Kings were putting on the department. Your man did good though." Sutton praised sitting down in one of the green chairs across from me.
"We had a plan Sutton. You told me you could get into business with King Industries. You said you could get rid of Xavier. However, you sit before me with neither and I had to bail you out. How is that possible? We needed you inside the company close to Xander. We needed Xavier gone, so Xander would be off his game." I state with venom.
"I apologize. I underestimated Xander's willingness to help my business. I would have gotten Xavier like we planned, but some b***h got in the way and saved him." Sutton stated shaking his head.
"A woman? You couldn't handle a woman?" I snickered. "Is she some new bodyguard for Xavier?" I asked thinking maybe she is trained.
"I don't think so. She was dressed for the club. She was a pretty little thing too." Sutton answered.
He really is useless. Maybe Xavier's got a new girlfriend that my men don't know about. I look at my man. "Are there any reports from our men that are tailing them?"
"Yes sir. Xander, Xavier and their guards are currently at Club X with a group of women. Here are the pictures sir." He responded, handing me a tablet.
"Whores no doubt." Came a sharp female voice from the couch.
"I don't think so ma'am. They appear to be friends. One slightly more so..." My man explained.
I look over a picture of the group sitting in a booth. Most of the women are sitting on one side except for one. I turned the tablet to Sutton. "Is the woman from last night there?"
He looked over the picture and nodded. He pointed to the woman next to Xander. I gave him a sneer. That woman is tiny. How could he not handle her!
I continued to flip through the pictures. One of Xavier dancing with the tall women. A picture of that small woman, Xander, and a guard sitting in the booth. In the next picture she is straddling Xander. Another photo shows them dancing, then another shows him leading her somewhere.
Interesting... I think I've got this wrong. She's not Xavier's woman, she's Xander's. He hasn't been with a woman romantically since her.
"We are going to have to change our plan a bit my dear." I say extending the tablet to my female accomplice.
I watch as she scrolls through the photos. Her face contorts into anger the farther she gets into the pictures. Then her eyes snap to mine with a dangerous fire in them.
"That b***h is wearing my dress!" She screeches.
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Xander's POV
How can a woman be so perfect? So pure and innocent? It has to be a trick. Right?
Maggie surprises me constantly. First with that confident show down, where she defied me. Then in the office, when I was tasting her sweet innocent flower.
This woman... she's.... perfect.
I stopped our intimate encounter on the desk after I ate her out. I don't want her first time to be over a desk and I don't want it to be while her ribs are so battered. She is going to be in top condition when I claim her.
It was difficult to stop and control myself. As soon as her sweet words registered in my brain and she confirmed with her flushed nod, it turned me on even more. My already hard member engorged twice its size at her innocence. I was painfully erect the rest of the night.
Its Sunday morning, and I'm in the kitchen getting coffee from Mama Rosa. The girls are leaving today to go home. She is leaving.
We spent Saturday at the zoo. Maggie was like a kid looking at all the different animals. Her eyes held wonder and excitement as we walked around. I couldn't help but watch her in amazement. How a woman could find even the most boring creatures fascinating astounded me.
It was amusing when we got home though. Apparently my little temptress did tell Mama Rosa about us cornering her at the club. Mama Rosa had me, James, and Andre sitting at the island as she scolded us. Maggie and Xavier stood by and laughed as we avoided looking Rosa in the eye.
Yep. Maggie and Rosa were a duo to be reckoned with.
"Here is your coffee dear." Mama Rosa said sweetly, pulling me from my thoughts of the last few days.
"Thank you, Mama Rosa." I smile.
"She is good for you, you know. Don't let the past get in the way of your future my boy. That is not a woman you want to let slip through your fingers." She stated serious. I couldn't do anything but gape at her as she turned away to cook breakfast.
Oh, Mama Rosa... That is easier said then done. The past has a way of coming back to haunt you and I promised myself I wouldn't be caught in that again.
"Goodmorning, Mama Rosa." came a sweet sing song call from Maggie. She walked over and gave Rosa a peck on the cheek and got herself coffee. Rosa chuckled and greeted her.
Maggie turned to me sipping her coffee and gave me a lingering glance. I gave her a smirk as I looked her over. She is freshly showered wearing black leggings, a maroon flowy tank, and black flats. Her wet golden brown hair is down air drying into her natural waves. She has on no face makeup, but it looks like she is wearing mascara. Even a simple look such as this, shows off her beauty.
We both finish our coffee staring at each other. She moves to put her cup in the sink and I stand to follow her to do the same. Standing behind her at the sink, I reach my hand around her and place my cup in the sink. I take a step even closer so that now my front is pressed against her back slightly. I lean my head down to the top of her head and inhale her vanilla scent. She jumped forward, slightly surprised by my actions, but I wasn't done taking in her delightful scent. I grabbed her hips to keep her in place as I committed her scent to memory.
It was vanilla with a hint of something else... honeysuckle, maybe? I don't know what it is, but I'm enjoying it.
"Come with me." I whisper in her ear.
Maggie shuddered slightly and nodded. she had goosebumps raising on her neck. Man, her body is so responsive to me.
I grabbed her hand and lead her out of the kitchen to the living room. I sat down on the plush couch still holding her hand. Maggie went to sit beside me, but I had other plans. I yanked her hand to me causing her to stumble into my lap. She blushed vigorously and placed her hands on my shoulders attempting to get up.
"No, just stay here for a little while. I want to feel you in my arms." I state lowly in a deep tone. Maggie nodded biting her lip and leaned into me. I wrapped my muscular arms around her tiny frame and basked in the feeling of her delicate body.
She was leaving today. For some reason, I felt like I needed to absorb as much of her as I could. While I still had time.
I don't understand where this need is coming from, but it feels... right.
Maggie leaned back so that she could look at me. She gave me this adorable questioning look. Like she was asking why I was acting this way. I have no answer for you, my little temptress.
Deep in contemplation, Maggie began running her fingers soothingly from my face to my hair. She would tenderly touch my face, just barely grazing the skin like butterfly wings. Then as her fingers moved into my thick black strands, her fingers would press more into my scalp. Massaging me.
I closed my eyes and surrendered into her touch with a low groan. Her hands are truly amazing.
Maggie stopped after a while. Her hands were resting on either side of my face. I opened my eyes slowly and met her beautiful green orbs. She was searching my eyes, then as if finding what she wanted, began leaning in closer to my face. Slowly her soft plump lips met mine.
The kiss started off slow and tender. However, it quickly turned deep and passionate as I took control of her mouth. We kissed until we were both almost out of air. We pulled away panting and gazed at each other.
I ran my thumb over her red swollen lips and gazed into her eyes. Maggie gave the pad of my thumb a gentle kiss before it left her lips. I held either side of her face and finally blurted out what's been on my mind all weekend.
"I want you, Maggie. All of you. Completely. Say you'll be mine. Say you're mine. Please.... be mine?"