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A month later, Xerxes and Riley were finally used to their home, but today they were at one of Riley's photoshoots. Xerxes was there with her for one because he didn't have to work for a change, and two Riley asked him to be. So, while she was in front of the camera, he was doing some schoolwork which made him want to throw his laptop.

"Having a hard time?"

Xerxes heard from him, making to see a half-dressed woman standing by his side smirking as he rolled his eye.

"Go away," He replied, looking back down at his laptop. It was one of the reasons he hated coming with Riley. He knew this had something to do with his father because Riley always talked to him. His father's theory was to push his limits.

"I have never seen you before. Are you one of the new male models?" She said, stepping in front of him touching his arms. Xerxes had to keep telling himself not to kill her. He hated to be touched without his permission, especially by strangers.

"Look, whoever you are, I'm not interested, and if I were you, I would walk away now. My fiancée isn't so kind to bitches touching what is hers," Xerxes said, nodding towards Riley staring in their direction as the cameraman yelled.

"KEEP EM COMING!"

Xerxes could tell she ready to walk off set to punch this bitch in her face, but Riley kept posing for the camera, looking sexy for each one. Today was her big Vogue shoot after a month of waiting. Xerxes was proud of her. He loved seeing her smile, so he knew he could miss this.

"Her? That is, you fiancée? Hmm, you could do better."

"BITCH!" He yelled, making a couple of people turn and look at him. Xerxes had to count down from ten real quick before he did something he regretted.

"You should walk away because you don't know me and trust me. You don't want to. Before you go, I want to tell the rest of these little bitches something for me. I'm not interested, and I don't do skinny bitches. That woman right there is all I need."

She huffed, stomping away. It took Xerxes some time to realize it, but over the past two months, it's been clear to him no matter what, Riley was the only woman he wanted to be with. A few moments later, his phone rang, which was his father making him sigh. He thought he had to call and check to see where he was at all of the time.

"What's up, Dad?"

"Where are you?"

"Dad, really? I'm at a photoshoot with Riley."

"What magazine this time? You need to talk her into modeling for your mother. I think she would love that."

"Vogue again. I will try. Maybe Mom can talk her into it when we come to Germany in two months for my birthday-- I am going to be able to come back, aren't I?"

"We will see after you come home. How's work been?"

"I just finished my first-year residency and have about six more classes before I am finished."

"You know you have four--"

"I'm done, Dad. I doubled my classes."

"You too smart for your own good. That is why I can't believe how stupid you've been. Know if I find that you are lying to me, it won't be pretty."

"Lying about what?"

"Don't play dumb with me, boy," He said as Xerxes saw Riley walking up.

"You on break?" He asked, and she nodded.

"Dad, I will talk to you later, and I haven't been lying about anything, I promise. Love you later."

"Your Dad again?" Riley asked, and he nodded. "Yea, they gave me an hour. Let's go to a restaurant really quick cause I'm a lil hungry," She said, making Xerxes nod.

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