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•Eric's POV•

Something isn't right.

"Hey," I greeted Xander and he was just sitting clamly with Kaithlyn's threat to him.

I don't even want that someone threatens me to death.

"That girl must be in your nerves," I smiled

"Not quite, I don't even know and care." He answered

"Are you really this... I mean you really hate each other, hmm?"

"I really hate my enemy," He answered and sat properly. I sat in his front desk chair and crossed my legs.

"Really? Or you really love your enemy?" I asked and he stared at me with an angry expression.

"I don't. That girl maybe the reason why all the red wolves are going down." He answered

"Did she?" I asked and he never answered, "By the way, I wanted to court her."

"You can, I know you liked it. Your a womanizer,"

"Oh, I've changed Xander." I replied

"Good, we have a business to talk." He said

"About what?" I asked

"My sister's wedding." He answered, "I want it to be special and magical. Guards must be everywhere in thier wedding."

"Why do we need guards? White clans can't even enter here." I said

"I just want to have my sister's wedding safe. I want it in a way she would admire." He said

"Like having a dance? Having boquets? Having a wolf cake? Having a dress with everyone around?"

"Not everyone. Only royalties are allowed to enter the reception after the wedding. It must still be in our tradition but in a modern way style,"

"Like in mortals," I answered

"I want this special to my sister. She's the only thing I have. I want you and I to prepare a gift for her wedding,"

A man with plan. Great!

"You know I'm not good at it. When it was Stella's birthday I brought her a meat. I don't even know what to give," I chuckled

"Me too. I gave her a skimpy dress and she never wanted to wore those. Uh! This is terrible." He murmurs

"I have an idea. When will we wrap a gift for her? And when is her wedding?" I asked

"Not quite sure but don't worry. Just come here always," He said

"Okay. Are we done in here? I have to go since I have a meeting to attend in our Kingdom. Its about in the court," I said and left him.

•Kaithlyn's POV•

I hurriedly enter Xander's office bringing a juice for the both of them and when I entered I saw him covering his face like something was wrong.

Tsk, that's good for you. You'll die with great problems. Ha, ha, ha wicked is good.

"You must be late," He said and looked at me

"Oh, I'm very sorry. I shouldn't have efforted to make this and deliver this with those slippery stairs just to enter here." I sarcatically said and put it on his table.

"Take that away," He said and carried the tray again. But I hit an ancient vase or something that broke into pieces.

*crash*

I'm not sure on how to react. "Pick it up," He commanded

"I won't." I replied and he slightly slammed the table and stood up.

"Fine, I'll pick it up." I replied

"Good," He said

"Your serious? I won't. My fingers will be bleeding if you will let me pick it up. I'll use my commom sense and get a broom and a dustpan." I answered

He glared at me. "Then, I'll pick it up." He answered

"Oh, you sure? Maybe your hands will be damaged?" I sarcastically asked

He picked up a piece of glass by the vase. "Do you want me to put this on you?" He angrily said and I stepped backward.

Is he really going to kill me? "Your carpet will get a stain," I joked

"I don't care." He replied, "It isn't a good joke for me. Your such a hard headed girl,"

"Oh yes, I am." And stepped backwards.

"I thought your brave enough." He said

"I am." And stepped forward and he pointed the piece of glass on my face.

Its nearly in my face. I felt electric running in my spine telling me to run away and to save my life from this idiot.

"Your not thinking that I won't put it on you, right?" He asked

"I am thinking that you cut my throat at it and I die. You want me to die, aren't you."

"Absolutely," He replied

"Then do it." I said with a fear

"I can see the fear in your eyes," He said and threw the piece of glass from the vase.

He suddenly grabbed me by the waist and put a kiss on my lips. I tried slapping his chest to let him stop but he caught my wrists and pushed me in the wall. My hands are pinned above my head and he kissed me passionately. I don't want it but seems like my body wanted to respond on it.

"Let me go," I murmured and there's a door and he dragged me in there and pushed me in his bed.

He was on top of me. I want to scream in fear. "Get off me," I said and he caught my wrist again and pinned it on top of my head.

"Your such a bad influence," He said and kissed me again then to my neck.

"Xander, get off me." I warned

I felt his kisses were gentle and sincere. And I wanted more contact with him. "Maybe, this might be a reason to calm my enemy."

"You can't calm me," I said but he kissed me in the lips that I didn't respond but he was too good and my lips softendd like jelly and follwed the movements of his lips.

He kissed me passionately going to my neck. "Let me go, Xander." I said in a weak effort

"You want this, though." He said

We heard a door opened in his office and he directly get off me. I sat on the bed and cannot believe what just happened.

He left me in his room which is connected to his office. I arranged my shirt and my jeans.

"Is Kaithlyn, here your majesty?" I heard Delia asked

"Don't worry, she's still cleaning." Xander lied and the door was closed.

I opened the door going to hisnoffice and looked at him. I wanted to slap him hard but I saw his wicked smile.

"How dare you, a girl cannot do anything but still!" I angrily said to him

"You tastes so good." He smiled

I never saw that wicked smile of his. When we started fighting he never smiled but now he was like an angel who is very happy about everything happened. His not an angel, his a user and wolf demon.

"I will never go back in here, forever." I said

"Tsk, I'll call you. You can't stop a royalty when your just a maid." He smiled

"I really hate you," I murmured

"Go on before I change my mind."

"What? You'll do that again?" I asked angrily

"Call Delia, she'll clean this mess for you" He smiled

And I slammed the door when I left.

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