Who really killed Wanda Day! - Wedding Bells (DAY! Series Book 2)

Chapter 17 - Teasing, A Twist, And Three Threats At A Time

Xaver Alexandros Calix Gregorio Elias Leandros Athanasios, born with more names than a royal family, entered the world on December 6, 1980, in the bustling city of Athens. His father, Alexandros, was a wealthy Greek oligarch with deep pockets and a penchant for extravagance, while his mother was an American stripper who likely had a few tricks up her sleeve. Xaver was raised in the lap of luxury, a class all his own, where money was no object. In fact, when he took his first nap, he did so in a baby crib that cost a staggering $147,000, making even the most high-end nursery furniture look like a bargain bin special.

Xaver's mother, Jersey, doted on her little prince to the point of absurdity. Four nannies and six servants were on constant standby, ready to anticipate the family's every whim and desire, no matter how outlandish. It was like having a royal entourage at your beck and call 24/7. So, it came as no surprise that Xaver waltzed into school with the attitude of a tiny tyrant, expecting everyone to jump at his command and ask 'How high?' on the way up.

But Xaver's posh private school was a veritable breeding ground for other rich Greek heirs, all vying for attention and status. And at the tender age of six, Xaver encountered something he had never experienced before - opposition. The shock and horror were written all over his face when his classmates didn't immediately bow down and worship the ground he walked on. This confusion quickly morphed into pure rage, and Xaver threw a tantrum of epic proportions. His parents decided to make a hasty retreat to the United States, settling in the glitz and glamour of Los Angeles within a mere two weeks.

In the City of Angels, Xaver's parents spared no expense in finding him the most elite and privileged private school money could buy. But even in a sea of wealthy students, Xaver managed to stand out like a diamond in a pile of rhinestones. While the other kids lived in mere mansions, Xaver called a 35-bedroom, 19-bathroom villa his humble abode. And it didn't stop there - this palace had not one, not two, but six kitchens to satisfy his every culinary whim. Nine living rooms, because one just wasn't enough for this little prince, and if he ever felt like watching a movie, he had his pick of two home cinemas. Plus, there was a separate wing dedicated solely to the staff, because people that rich don't want their servants mingling with the family.

As Xaver blossomed into his teenage years, he discovered the joys and perils of the opposite sex. And the odds were ever in his favor. Not only was he filthy rich, but he also had the looks of a Greek god, with pearly white teeth, raven hair, smoldering brown eyes, and a sun-kissed complexion that made him look like he just stepped off the cover of GQ after a two-week vacation in the Bahamas. The girls practically threw themselves at him, but Xaver only had eyes for one girl - Trixiebelle.

Trixiebelle was the daughter of a movie mogul and a supermodel, and she was just as gorgeous as her mother, with an ego to match. She enjoyed the attention Xaver showered upon her, but that was about it. What Trixiebelle really craved was the spotlight. She wanted to date a star, be it a singer, model, or actor.

Xaver pursued Trixiebelle with the tenacity of a lion stalking its prey, courting her for a grand total of seven weeks and four days. But just when it seemed like he had finally won her over, he abruptly pulled the plug. His eye had wandered to greener pastures - or in this case, a more willing blonde bombshell. Xaver wasted no time in making his move on this new conquest, and it only took a mere twelve hours after their first kiss for him to lose his innocence to her.

Despite Xaver's high expectations, his first time was a far cry from the mind-blowing experience he had envisioned. In fact, it was over in a mere 34 seconds, leaving him feeling more like a premature firecracker than a passionate lover. Sadly, the girl couldn't contain her laughter at his less-than-stellar performance, which stung his ego.

In a fit of rage and embarrassment, Xaver decided to take matters into his own hands, quite literally - He grabbed the girl's hair and tossed her aside, causing her to take an unplanned swan dive toward the bed, where her head collided with the edge of the bed and sent her into an unwilling beauty sleep on the floor.