From Hate Flourishes Love

The Intricacies of Zander Storm

Kai's POV

I scrambled out of my room , trying my best to get into my jeans. I overslept. Zander and I returned three days ago. My entire body was still aching from the long hours on looking out the window of a jet.

Zander was still sleeping, I thought CEOs woke up at 5am in the morning. Maybe the motivational podcast weren't as accuate as I thought them to be.

Mrs.Storm,however, found 5 am to be the ideal time to send me a detailed text about our interview with some magazine. Something about passing on and introducing special Storm family recipes. Weren't family recipes suppose to stay in the family and not broadcasting them in magazines ?

Magazine interviews aside , I started making grabbing things to make a quick breakfast. Plus, I wanted see what was in pantry. The pantry was empty as expected. Just oatmeal and peanut butter. Thankfully I brought bananas and almonds from yesterday.

Successfully making two servings of oatmeal, peanut butter and banana. Along with making coffee for Zander and ginger tea for myself. I sat down to make a grocery list for the interview, along one to actually have food to eat.

" You're up early."

A bit startled , I turned around to see Zander hovering above me. He was shirtless I tried not to look , but I couldn't help staring.

Zander raised his eyebrows. "Checking me out?"

I roll my eyes, bored at his over confidence. There was a still a bit of tension between us , after what happened last week. I blush at the thought of what would have happened if I had allowed Zander to have his way and take me to bed on our honeymoon.

Kissing was fine , but there was so much I didn't know about Zander. I had no desire to consummate our marriage. Hopefully I could find a way to keep Zander happy out of the bedroom. I had thought of everything, how I would handle my new obligations as a Storm and a partner but never once did I think Zander would've wanted a sexual relationship.

" Breakfast" I said , pointing to the food on the counter.

With my grocery list finished , I headed to grab my bag and go to college. My leave of absence was nearing its end.

Putting my plate and cup in the sink , I was just about to duck out of the kitchen when I feel a firm tug . Zander stops me , pulling me towards him . He manages to pry me, between his legs.

I squeal nervously , but he shushes me with a firm finger against my lips. I try not to think about how close I was to him that I could feel his body heat.

" I think you should wear a black shirt today ." He tells me.

Was he slowly turning into his mother.
" Why? " I asked , curious about his sudden interest in my clothes.

" It will pair better with this .." He dangles a gift bag in my face.

There weren't any black shirts in my closet at the moment. Mrs.Storm complete transformation of me closet , left me little options in black.

" I don't have anything black." I reply.

Thinking he would accept the major fault in my wardrobe, I try to free myself from him . My actions , however , prompts him to hold onto my waist.

Before I knew what was happening Zander was pulling me towards his room.

Walking into the behind him , I hadn't realized how big of a room it was. It would hold two of the one I was staying in and I am pretty sure twenty of my old room back home.