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Is love this beautiful?

Because right now, I am looking at my wife, who has the most beautiful face I have ever seen in my life. She is the wife whom I love with all my heart.

She is my everything, everything from the moment I saw her crying outside of my room.

I saw her move a little in her sleep, and a cute frown appeared on her face. She pressed her lips together, and my attention went to her lips. Those plump pairs are my addiction.

No matter how many times I have kissed her, my heart beats with equal intensity whenever I kiss her. I feel the exact amount of pleasure every time I kiss her, and the exact amount of desire to taste them again.

I remember yesterday when I saw her in Colin's arms. At that moment, I felt like ripping his arms off him. I felt my blood boiling to the point that I was about to lose my cool and punch him until he forgot what his name was. And knowing his nature with girls, I wasn't sure if my kitten was even safe there for a second.

And the moment I touched her, saw her safe and sound... it was like a bucket of cold water of relief was splashed over me.

And no, not for a second did I doubt my kitten there, not a passing thought. Because I know her, and I trust her. One thing Papa always said to all of us is that if you love someone, claim to know them well. If you think you can't live without them, then put all your faith in them. Make them feel what you feel for them. And never let your anger or insecurities decide things for you. Always trust your intuition and believe what your heart says.

I don't know what makes him say this, but whatever it is, it's something deep. I can see it in his eyes.

And that's why I told her that no matter what, she doesn't need to explain herself to me. Because I trust her, I trust her more than I trust myself. It's still mysterious to me how just her touch, her smile, and I forget why I was even angry.

She makes me calm just with her gaze, and I love it. I love how she controls my system even without knowing. I love how my senses follow her every time, and I love how innocently she handles me.

God! I so love her!

Sometimes I feel like my love will destroy her. I feel she won't be able to handle my vicious obsession towards her. But there are many times when she handles it effortlessly. She takes all my obsession, my madness, my craziness for her without any complaint.

It proves my point again and again that she is my soulmate. Not just a life partner, but my mate in whatever universe I will be.

Without my knowing, I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead. I felt her stir in her sleep, but as always, her eyes were shut. A chuckle escaped my lips as I looked at her, and I put my head on her chest.

She's my personal fluffy pillow.

I nuzzled my cheek into her chest and sighed in pleasure. I love her body, especially her chest. They are so round and firm, and most importantly, they are big, just like I love.

I was about to close my eyes when my cell phone rang. Groaning, I picked it up and saw that it was Papa calling. I answered the call and went out onto the balcony to talk to him.

I don't want to disturb her.

"Sì papa?"

"vieni in ufficio, figliolo"

(Come to office, son)

"Ok,, sarò lì tra pochi minuti"

(Okay, ill be there is few minutes)

I hang up and went in the washroom to freshup but not before casting a longing look to my personal pillows!
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"What are your thoughts on Colin's invitation?" Papa asked, I answered rolling my eyes mentally. "What's there to think, Papa? I'll ignore that too. I can't believe I sacrificed my sleep with a little kitten for this unimportant talk!"

"I don't think you should ignore this," Papa said. I looked at him with a frown. Even in his late sixties, he didn't look older than forty-five. His hair was slicked back, and he was wearing a crisp white shirt. His features were intimidating, but I knew the softie behind his tough exterior.

One thing I've learned over the years about Papa is that he won't say anything unless he sees one of us going wrong. He trusts us to handle the situation. And that's what makes me more confident-his trust in me. Because I know Alexander Knight, when he's not a father but a businessman, is hard to please.

"Why do you think that?" I asked.

"There are many reasons, and a few of them are that Colin is a very important investor in both of our companies. They are a big name in the business world, and most importantly, they are 11% shareholders of Wilson and Co. Iris is going to be introduced as the heir of Wilson's and the future CEO. She needs to socialize and form bonds, specifically with those who are shareholders. They are going to vote for her. If we have Colin's on our side, we'll have more than 50% of the shares in our favor, which will make her win easily."

"Not for Colin's, but for Iris, we need to attend this. To make our relationship stronger, you need to introduce her yourself."

I listened to him carefully. Yes, he was right with his theories.

"You are right, papa, and I was thinking of introducing her as the heir there only. As we can see, only 3 weeks are left for the meeting, we need to shift the attention to her. She is already taking an interest in business; it's the right time to shift attention to her. As she is a newcomer, people will obviously talk about her and they will watch her. I'll always be on her side to ignore any disturbance. What do you think?"

Papa took a deep breath and nodded his head. "That will be a great idea. Just one party and we will target a large audience, and I know my little girl. Her charms are irresistible."

I nodded at him. I saw a small smile appearing on his face, and I sensed a teasing tone in his last statement.

I looked at him clearly and saw him smirking.

"You didn't, papa! We were serious right now."

"Even I am serious," I said, and he chuckled. I shook my head and got up to leave. He nodded at me again with that smirk. I gave him a bored look, which made him laugh.

"Papa!"

I quickly went to my room, hoping she was still sleeping, although I doubted it. As I reached my floor, I was greeted with silence. My hope rose, but as soon as I opened the door, my hopes were crushed.

She is awake!

But wait... is she hiding something?

Because as soon as I entered, she turned her back to me. It made me frown. I don't like her hiding things from me. I quietly walked to her and stood behind her.

"Are you hiding something, kitten?" I asked. I was about to make her turn toward me when our door brushed open and little Evan came in.

"Uncle Xavier!" He screamed, throwing his hands up, asking me to lift him up. I smiled at the little child and picked him up. I turned toward her to interrogate further but saw her always toward her. She was smiling, but I could see through the smile.

When I said she is my favorite book to read, I wasn't just flirting with her. I was serious because I can see her through her eyes, through the emotions she puts forth for others. But at the moment, I kept my mouth shut.

Let's see what's brewing in her little brain.

"I'll take your clothes out," she said, moving away. Two can play the game. I too played as if I was distracted, but as soon as she walked out, I went there and started searching. I bent near the bed and there was a book?

I was about to pick it up, but then I decided against it. It's just a book she hid because she didn't want me to know. I shouldn't invade her privacy.

Anyway, I have my own way of getting things out of her. Smirking at my dirty mind, which was making me think that the book wasn't something she wanted to read in public. That the book wasn't as innocent as her. But I shook my head.

Iris can never buy those types of books on her own. She is too shy and innocent to even think like that.

But if she is reading those types of books, I won't hesitate to make her feel what those women in the books must be feeling. I won't hesitate to make it all come true for her.

I got ready in the clothes she chose for me. I smiled like a fucking teenager when I was ready. Of course, I wasn't going to ignore her efforts.

Later in the day, I kept watching her with my mind in debate. I really wished she would read those books. Her nervous face wasn't helping my dirty mind either. When it was time to get coffee, she walked out only to have a silly fight with Ace.

One thing I noticed all those years is how easily Ace gains all her attention when I have to fight for it. In my teenage years, I was kind of insecure. Them being almost the same age was fuel to my fire, but as I grew up, I realized they are more like siblings than anything.

Which is literally annoying but cute.

Cute?

Anyway! Like ninety percent of the time, they were fighting. Once I got there, Ace, as always, blamed all things on Iris, which I knew wasn't true.

Once Ace was out, Iris complained about him cutely.

"Your brother is so evil!"

She said, but my eyes were on her nose, and I loved how it scrunched whenever she was annoyed.

"You are no less, kitten," I murmured to myself. I didn't dare to say it out loud. I don't want to tease her right now. After that, we went to have our lunch.
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"Are you going, Xavier?"

I looked at Papa, who was standing in front of me in a simple joggers and t-shirt. I nodded at him. I was currently ready and waiting for my dear wife, who was getting ready at the moment.

Having waited long enough, I moved to the room she was in. As I entered, I felt my breath hitch. There she was, in a stunning white dress, making me forget that we had a stupid party to attend.

My hormones raged, and my pants tightened just at the mere sight of her leaning down. I clenched my jaw as all the horny thoughts overpowered my mind. With a clenched jaw, I went to her and asked if she was ready to go, to which she nodded. I quickly turned to leave before I did something I shouldn't be doing right now. But my kitten had to let her stupid fucking insecurities overpower her. She had to ask me if she looked good. Seriously, good?

After witnessing her in that white dress, when I had clearly told her the reason I found white on her so seductive, she was asking me if she looked good?

In that moment, I found myself at a loss for words. My breath was taken away, and the way her face shone with innocence made me feel like the biggest sinner in the world just for thinking about corrupting that.

If only the moon could talk tonight, perhaps it would be able to tell her how enchanting and breathtaking she looks. How she shines bright like a star, and how she only belongs to me. All mine.

Perhaps only the stars can compete with the glow she has tonight, and yet she doubts herself! A sudden wave of anger courses through my veins. I never wanted to do this tonight, but I need to make her feel what she means to me.

I swiftly cage her in my arms against the wall, without saying a word. I place her somewhere that belongs only to her. I want her to feel desired, to feel the effect she has on my body.

"Feel what you're doing to me, kitten! Feel how badly I want to make love to you until you let go of all your insecurities."

I say, burying my face in her neck. I press her hand against my hardness and feel her go cold.

"Right now, all I want is to cancel this damn party and take you against this very wall, just to show you how amazing you look right now."

I say against her lips. Pressing my whole body against hers, I grip her jaw and kiss her with all the anger I have inside me. I feel my control slipping and I grab her butt forcefully. Trailing kisses along her jaw, I devour her whole. But then, I remember something. Something that is stopping me from making her mine. Something that is the only reason I am able to control myself.

Inhaling a large amount of her perfume, I curse mentally. I decide to stop for now, as it is important but I remind myself that there are only a few weeks left until I can unleash my beast on my little Kitten.

Only a few weeks from that day, I will make her mine. And I promise myself that when I do, I will do it perfectly, so that she finds it hard to even think about anyone else. I will make love to her passionately enough to make her forget the world. In that moment, the only thing she will remember is the name she moans as if it were her last breath.

"Just three more fucking weeks!"

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How was his pov?

He loves her!!!! He confessed!!!

His words are just sooo cute!

What do you think Xavier is taking about?

He knew it's a book!

He thinks iris is that innocent to not read that types of book!

Well, she technically is.

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