Chapter 6: I Love You

Scarlet’s Point of View

I hugged him tightly. He felt so much better now that I knew how he really felt about me. It was so much easier now because after all this time, I finally knew what the right choice was. Uptil now, I wasn’t even sure if I should be with Xavier or Max. Because of Drew and the choices I had made to keep him safe—even if I failed miserably—had led me between two of the most dangerous men one could meet in the United States.

To think that either of them had the heart to love me was stupid, but relevant. Relevant because some times, something don’t make sense—not as much as they make us feel.

“Xavier…” I whispered, finally pulling back. “How have you been?”

He kept his hands on my cheek. “A lot better now, Scarlet. How—how are you?” His eyes were filled with concern and his voice was softer.

“I am fine. I am—I am glad I am here.”

He smiled as he hugged me again. “So am I, Scarlet, so am I.”

We hugged for a good moment before he pulled back. He smiled at me. “We should go back to my—my stay-in.”

“Yeah, for sure.”

He nodded before taking my hand. We walked back to his place, talking about almost nothing—the silence between us was the most comforting thing we could imagine. He seemed to be a lot happier. His smile seemed to be genuine and he seemed to have dropped the fake smiles he used to give earlier—it seemed as if he had changed, and changed for the better.

After almost seven minutes of quiet walking, I saw a small house. It was not even structured nicely—something I didn’t expect from Xavier.

“You stay here?” I asked him with a smile as we walked into the place.

“Yeah,” He replied, “Different?”

I looked around the place. It was small—for sure, but it was also the simplest, nicest residence I’ve seen. It had everything someone would need: the furniture, fan, small kitchen and a double-sided bed, but still it seemed to be very peaceful. For a billionaire, it was definitely something special.

“It is awesome,” I looked at him. “What happened to the old Xavier?”

He came closer to me and I stepped back, soon hitting the wall. He came near my face—I could hear his shallow breathing.

“Scarlet,” He said, “I told you something. Do you want to reply to that?”

I pulled him closer. I kept a hand on his chest, feeling his abs against the palm of my hand. I closed my eyes as I whispered: “I am not sure of that, but I am sure of something else.”

“And what’s that?”

I joined our lips immediately. He pulled me closer, picking me up from the ground as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I put my hands in his hair as I kissed him passionately, feeling every single breath.

He kissed me back with the same passion while his hands were around my waist. He took me to the bed and kept me down. His eyes shone so brightly under the dim light that it was unnatural to think that they were the same eyes I was so used to seeing.

“Are you sure, woman?” He asked in his deep voice as he looked at me intensely.

I nodded with a smile. “Yes, Xavier.”

He smiled before joining our lips again. We fell on the bed, our lips still entangled in an intense kiss—while his hand slipped under my top.

[Warning: Sexual content. Skip if you are not interested, please do read the last time though.]

I breathed heavily as he turned me around. He was on top of me with his hand restricting mine above my head. He used his other hand to touch my belly continuously, giving me chills and flames. It had been a long time since someone touched me—and even if it wasn’t, no one compared to Xavier.

“Xavier…” I moaned as he devoured my mouth with his tongue. He tasted so perfectly amazing.

“I don’t deserve this, woman,” He whispered in my ear. “I don’t deserve this.”His heavy breathing was such a turn on—adding to his perfectly deep voice.

“You do,” I whispered back, controlling my breath. “And you’re going to get—get something else to remember tonight for.”

He looked at me confused before joining our lips again. I closed my eyes as the touches filled my body with ecstasy.

He pulled back and removed his shirt. I could still see his abs hazily in the dim lit room, and his perfect body was to die for.

I breathed heavily as my chest went up and down on the bed. He removed my top and kissed my cleavage. “Do you want this?” He whispered, leaving hot kisses all over my body.

“Yes!” I said immediately as I felt getting wet between my legs.

“Beg for it, woman.”

“Do it, Xavier…” I whispered. “I want you.”

I could feel his gaze on me as he removed my lower. He took off his lower too and looked at me with a lustful expression.

He slipped his hand between my legs, under my panties. I gasped as I felt his warm touch against my wet pussy.

He rubbed his fingers as I moaned loudly. His touch was extravagant, I could see stars and feel like I was in heaven.

He inserted one of his fingers inside and I gasped loudly. “Xavier…” I whispered again as he planted a kiss on my belly.

Soon, two of his fingers made their way inside my pussy and he started shaking them, while I just laid on the bed moaning. “Xavier, oh Xavier…”

“Beg for it now, woman,” He whispered. “Now.”

“Fuck me, Xavier!” I said, “I beg you. Fuck me.”

He kissed me before removing his boxers and then coming over me. Slowly, I could feel him thrusting him inside of me—oh lord, if I knew it was this good, I would’ve done it a long time ago.

“I love you,” I whispered.

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