Falling For Him Anyway

Chapter 26

Xavier

I stroked her cheek and she stirred in her sleep beside me.

Dammit.

It has only been a little over a year since I've had sex.

A little over a year since I worried about buying condoms.

She rolled over and pressed her head against my chest.

I have such an obvious weakness and soft spot for women. Especially her.

I wonder what she would do if she were to get pregnant. With my babies.

A lovely excuse for keeping her around. I can't bear the thought of her leaving now.

I've only known her for a short while and yet if the situation were to call for it I would sacrifice myself for her.

I'm already putty in her soft hands, ready to bend to her will.

All she has to do is ask and I would give her my heart, soul, even the world itself on a silver platter.

I won't let anyone take this from me. Whatever it is.

Not Marquis. Not my Father. Not my past.

Not myself. I will no longer swear against love for her sake.

So if I was to ask myself what I would do if she got pregnant myself would reply:

Keep her.

Love her.

Cherish her.

Marry her.

Never let her go.

I would never let her go. Wether or not she wished to be released.

She was mine now.

I know this is wrong.

Employees and CEO's shouldn't have intercourse.

But as I look at her, now snoring softly, I can hear my mother's voice in my head as she made her dying wish.

*flashback*

"Do not become like your father. Neither of you." She struggled to talk and I knew something had broken and it could not be fixed.

"Mother." I felt tears in my eyes. She pulled Francis and I closer.

"When you find that special someone. Do not treat them like your father has done to me and do not discriminate their children. Keep her. Love her. Cherish her. Marry her and most importantly don't ever let her go. Promise me."

"I promise mother." Francis said and she placed a kiss on his forehead.

She did the same to me and as the last little strength she had failed I muttered. "I promise."

She smiled at us one last time. "My babies. So proud of you. Protect each other. Leave here."

She had started hyperventilating. "Always remember."

I held her face in my little hands and kissed her forehead just as the last little sign of life left her eyes.

*end of flashback*

I hadn't given Francis or myself anytime to cry. We had stolen all the money in the house, packed a bag and ran just as the ambulances and police showed up on the scene much too late.

We had waited two days to see where they buried her. I didn't want to deprive Francis the information on where our mother was buried.

We had read the epitaph afterward. 'Emily Granger, forever in our hearts'.

Then Francis and I boarded a random train. We had ended up here. Just an 9-year-old boy and his 7-year-old brother.

I hadn't thought much of my promise to my mother but now it was all I could think about looking at her.

I've been selfish. I'm sorry mother.

But I will fulfill my promise to you.

She rolled over, using my arm as a pillow, and her eyes opened. Those radiant blue eyes.

She began to move away from me but I pulled her back into my chest. "No."

She looked up at me for what seemed like hours before she closed her eyes again.

Never let her go.

I had seen my father slapping my mother across her face and various other unwelcome touches to her body after that.

My grip tightened instinctively but loosened as she whimpered slightly.

Gentle.

I released the pressure of my grip and kissed her cheek. She quieted and eventually fell asleep again.

I then followed her, willing her to stay with me as I would always stay with her. She never moved.

*****

Gwendolyn

Waking up in Xavier's arms had scared and confused me.

Until I remembered what happened last night.

I was about to get up when I realized I didn't have work today.

I looked up at him and remembered his eyes. How had such beauty ever been called anything else.

His breathing sped up and I tried to move away from him. This time he let me go.

I got up wrapping a sheet around me and I spied his sunglasses neatly folded on a dresser across the room. I made my way to them and picked them up slowly.

This was his solution to his insecurities.

He sat up in his bed and watched me snap them in half. "Show me all of them."

He sat still, hesitating. "Why?"

"I refuse to let what one person did to affect the rest of your life." I said. "Whatever happened to you back then didn't happen now, so why are you still scared."

His eyes smoldered but I stood my ground. "Show me the rest of them."

He got up and put his pants on before he walked past me into his closet. Straight to a basic display case filled with at least 40 different pairs of glasses.

"Xavier this is ridiculous." I say.

He leaves the closet. "I'm going to take a shower."

I broke most of them by banging them on the display case. I broke the last few by simply breaking them in half.

I don't really know why I was doing this.

Maybe because I like his eyes.

Maybe because I know I'll be sticking around even after this mafia shit is over.

Oh well.

*****

I'm so lazy and sleepy but I had to put a chapter out today cause...yeah.

Word of the update:

Rain.

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