The Devil Wears Armani

Chapter 13 - The truth

Xander's P.O.V.

"No, it can't be."

"Mr. Knight?" Lucas asked me worried, but everything stopped.

She was lying to me all this time. I trusted her. I fell in love with her, but all this time she was making fun of me. I closed the file and said, "Okay, Lucas, you can go."

"Okay, Mr. Knight."

I looked at the photos again. I still couldn't believe it. I wanted to believe that what I've seen isn't true. As if it wasn't enough, she lied to me. My parents were in that game too. I was walking back and forth. I couldn't hold myself and punched the wall. My hand was hurt, but it wasn't important. I grabbed my phone; I wanted to call her, but I gave up. She is going to pay for what she did. She would pay for lying to me, making fun of me.

I was mad and decided to drink. I poured myself some whiskey.

Sophia's P.O.V.

My phone was ringing. It was my mother. John told my father that Xander and I were together. First, my father called. He was on cloud nine. Now my mother was calling. I talked to her. She was happy, too. Both were very happy. After talking to my mother, I called Xander. His phone was ringing, but he didn't answer. I thought maybe he was sleeping. I put my phone on the table and went to bed.

When I arrived at the company, I went directly to his office. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. When I entered the room Xander was sleeping on the couch. There were a lot of empty bottles on the center table. The room smelled alcohol.

I went closer to him. I sat in front of him on the center table. I stroked his hair while I tried to wake him up, "Xander, wake up." There was no response from him so I called him again, "Xander." He blinked his eyes and opened them. "You fell asleep here." He was staring at me so I asked, "Are you fine? Why did you drink so much?"

I looked at the empty bottles. He put his hands on his head and closed his eyes. I was sure he had a headache. He sat up on the couch, holding his head in his hands. He didn't say anything; I became worried, "Xander?"

I put my hand on his lap. He looked at me, lifting his head up and finally said, "Nothing."

He got up and went towards the desk. I got up and went closer to him. I held his hand, "Xander, tell me what happened!"

He pulled his hand away, "Nothing...Arianna. I just drank a little. That's all." He was trying to talk calmly, but I noticed that he was frustrated. He called Amelia and told her to bring a painkiller and a glass of water. "Let's talk later. Go now, I have a headache."

"Okay." I went to my room without further insisting.

Xander's P.O.V.

I had a pounding headache. I told Amelia to cancel all my meetings. I took the file that Lucas had brought and left the company. I got in my car. I wanted to go to my father first, but then I gave up. I was going to talk to Sophia first. I came home and took a shower. My headache lightened. I decided to sleep a little. I thought about what I was going to do. She is going to pay me.

Sophia's P.O.V.

When I went to Xander's office, he was not there. Amelia said that he had left early. I was worried. I called him, but his phone was turned off. After work, I decided to go to his home.

I knocked on the door. A few minutes later, Xander opened the door. He was surprised to see me, "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? I was worried about you. I called you and your phone was turned off."

He left the door open and I went inside. There was the same cold expression on his face. I closed the door behind me and went to the living room.

"I was sleeping, so I turned it off."

"Tell me what happened! You are not looking fine."

"I just had a problem in the holding...but I solved it." He got up and came close to me. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I hugged him and put my head on his chest. He trailed his lips down on my neck.

He held my hand as we went to his bedroom. He closed the door behind us. He approached me and pulled me closer to him. He started kissing me roughly. But these kisses were different from the other kisses. They were cold, angry. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away. He separated his lips from mine. He looked at me. "Xander are you fine?" I asked. Something was going on.

"Let's not talk, I just want you to be mine now. I want you."

Without waiting for my answer, he kissed my neck. I wrapped my hands around his neck. He moved his hands down to my thighs. He lifted my dress and squeezed my thighs. I moaned. He took my dress off and threw it away. Then he took his T-shirt off. He laid me down on the bed and leaned over. He began to kiss my lips firmly. Tomorrow morning my lips will be swollen.

But now I was worried about what happened to Xander. What was the reason for his anger?

Xander bit my neck. I closed my eyes and moaned. He unclasped my bra and threw it away. He squeezed my breast while sucking my other breast. I groaned. He bit my nipple lightly. I screamed his name out. He did the same thing with my other breast. I shivered in pleasure and pain. He trailed kisses along my stomach. He removed my lace panties and threw them away, too. He parted my legs apart. He kissed, sucked, licked my sensitive spot. I moaned again and again. He plunged his tongue into me. I grabbed his hair. "Xander!" I screamed his name out in pleasure. He shoved his two fingers inside me. He moved in and out faster while teasing my sensitive spot. I was panting. I pressed my head back on the pillow. I came again, screaming his name out. He licked all my juice.

He took his clothes off and leaned over me again. He claimed my lips. He bit my lower lip and I moaned. He plunged his tongue into my mouth, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He moved down to my neck. He kissed, sucked my neck. He bit my neck. I screamed in pain. He shoved his length inside me roughly. A loud gasp left my throat. He held my hands above my head with one hand. Then he kissed me roughly while speeding his pace up. He moved in and out faster and harder. A few seconds later, the pain turned into pleasure. We came together. He collapsed on me.

He flipped around and laid down on the bed. We both were panting. I wanted to roll over, but I stopped because of the pain between my legs. I closed my eyes tightly. Xander must have understood that he turned his gaze towards me sadly, "Sorry." I smiled and put my head on his chest. I wanted to put my hand on his cheek, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away. When I looked at him he was staring at the ceiling.

Xander was not in the bed when I woke up in the morning. The room was scattered. I remembered last night. I got up. I was sore. There was slight pain between my legs as I walked, but it was lighter than last night. I put his shirt on. When I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was messy. I brushed my hair. When I looked at my neck, there was a hickey. I went downstairs. Xander was sitting in the armchair sadly.

When he heard my footsteps, he lifted his gaze up and looked at me. "Good morning...Sophia, " he said while shaking my ID card in his hand.