His Possession

Chapter Five

Olivia: Grey:

The past three weeks have been... Interesting. Xavier and I have been getting to know each other better when we both weren't working, and tonight he was taking me out on our first date. I was excited and nervous at the same time. I mean, it's not everyday I get pursued by a man like Xavier.

He's an enigma to me, whereas I'm an open book to him.

Since he was taking me out on a date tonight, and I was scheduled to work, I had to call in a few favours and it was not f*****g easy. Now I'm stuck working a double shift next Friday, so I really hope this date is f*****g worth it.

On my last day off, which was Sunday, Amelia and I went shopping, which made my wallet take a little bit of a blow.

Oh well. I'll just have to make it back up with extra hours. No sense in crying about it.

I had just taken a cool shower because even though the day had now began, it was a little a hot. I put on a pair of shorts that reached mid thigh with a white sleeveless body suit, before shoving my feet into a pair of slides. I tied my hair in a knot at the top of my head, and headed down for breakfast.

I almost stopped in surprise as I saw Xavier sitting at the table with his siblings, sipping on his coffee.

Hm. He's usually gone by now.

He's been staying here for the past two weeks, which shocked his family, because from what I gathered, he rarely stays the night.

"Good morning." I said, smiling cheerfully.

"Good morning, dear." Camilla smiled at me warmly, and I bent to give her a kiss on her cheek.

I moved to sit next to her, but Xavier cleared his throat, looking at me expectantly and I rolled my eyes.

I walked over to him and bent to give him a kiss on his stubbly cheek as well, his head turning at the last minute so that our lips met.

I pulled back and he gave me a cheeky smile.

"Good morning baby." 

"Yeah yeah." I grumbled, feeling a little embarrassed about kissing him in front of his family.

Yeah it was a little peck, but still.

I'm not really used to the whole PDA thing, and I mean, his grandmother is sitting right across from him.

I took a seat next to him and looked around the table.

Only Camilla, Kaiden, Jaden, Luke and Xavier were sitting there.

"Where's everyone else?" I asked curiously.

"Well, Katrina left for the country club. Alistair, my old crazy husband went hunting with my equally as bonkers son, Stephen. Christian already left for work and well my lazy granddaughter, your best friend is most likely still asleep in bed." Camilla said, making me giggle.

Xavier grabbed my plate and filled it with buttered toast, eggs, bacon, sausage, baked beans and sautéed tomatoes and mushrooms. He placed it front of me, and I rose a brow.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking out my own breakfast you know." I eyed him.

"I know, but I wanted to do it. So just eat."

I rolled my eyes, and tucked into my breakfast. It didn't take long for the conversation to begin flowing freely around the table, and we all laughed as Amelia stumbled into the dining room in her pajamas, bleary eyed.

"Good morning, sunshine." I teased.

"Sod off." She muttered, going to sit next to her grandmother.

"Granny. Can you pour me a cup of coffee?" She pouted, her eyes half closed.

"Your hands aren't broken, child." Camilla responded.

"Granny!" She whined, making us laugh.

Camilla grabbed her mug, and poured the coffee into cup, mixing in some sugar and creamer, before placing it in front of Amelia.

"Drink up, love." She said, before returning to her cup of tea.

Amelia smiled gratefully and she gulped down the coffee, slowly beginning to perk up.

We finished breakfast, and Xavier stood, putting his suit jacket on, and said goodbye to his grandmother and siblings.

Then, he pulled me up from my seat, dragging me out of the dining room and into the foyer. He pushed me up against the wall, claiming my lips. His tongue poked my lips, demanding access, which I denied, until her grabbed my ass in his hands and squeezed.

I moaned into his mouth and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into mine, both of us fighting for dominance over the kiss, to which he won.

I pulled away first, panting.

"Be ready for seven. Pack an overnight bag. We wouldn't be coming back tonight. I'll see you later." He didn't even give me a chance to respond, just gave me another toe curling kiss, a smack on the ass and walked out of the door.

I stood there for a moment, my mind still reeling.

Wait....

What the f**k does he mean we're not coming back here tonight? Where the f**k are we going?

I pulled out my phone that I had shoved into my pocket, typing up a furious text to him.

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Olivia: What the f**k do you mean, we're not coming back here tonight?

Xavier: Haven't I told you about that mouth already? Don't make me come back there just to spank your ass.

Olivia: Stop telling me what to do, and explain why we're not coming back here tonight.

Xavier: You like when I tell you what to do, Poppet. But I'm not telling you where we're going. You're going to have to wait and see.

Olivia: Ugh. You're so f*****g infuriating!

Xavier: That's two strikes baby. One more and you're out.

Olivia: You're not going to do s**t, b***h. Go to f*****g work.

Xavier: And that was strike #3. I'm coming home right now. You better be in your room face down on the bed. 

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Shit.

A squeak left my mouth, and I sprinted up the stairs.

"Mi Mi!! Mi Mi! Hide me!" I screamed, running down the hallway and into Amelia's room.

"What? What's going on?!" She sat up in a panic.

"I'm in trouble. You need to hide me from Xavier!" I said, and she calmed down.

"Oh. What did you do?" She asked, looking a little less concerned, and more amused.

"Well..." I rubbed the back of my neck, a blush spreading across my cheeks.

She sighed heavily.

"You said some reckless s**t, didn't you?" She eyed me knowingly, and my cheeks darkened further.

My best friend knew me too well.

"I told you your mouth would get you in trouble one day Livy." 

"Less talkie, more hidy." I said, making her giggle.

I heard the front door downstairs open, and I panicked, diving beneath Amelia's bed.

"Don't tell him I'm in here." I hissed.

I laid flat on my stomach, tucked into the far corner beneath Amelia's bed.

Ten minutes later, I heard her door slam open.

"Jesus, Bubba! Did you have to throw the door open like that?" Amelia exclaimed.

"Where is she, Meely Bug?" Xavier asked calmly.

Too calm.

Shit, my ass was in for it!

"She's not in here. I don't know where she went." Amelia lied, and I cringed.

"Amelia. One, you're a terrible liar. Two, you know better than to lie to me. Now where the f**k is Olivia?" He growled, sounding even more irritated.

"I told you... I don't know, Bubba." Amelia said nervously.

"I gave you a chance to tell me the truth Amelia, but you still lied. You and I will be having a talk later. Olivia. Get your ass out from under the bed." Xavier barked.

Shit. How the f**k did he know?

I still didn't move, not possibly sure if he actually knew I was under there or if he was bluffing.

But then, he dragged me by the foot from under the bed, and I kicked and screamed.

"Xavier! Let go!" He wasted no time in throwing me over his shoulder, giving me a harsh smack to the ass.

"Some advice if you're trying to hide under the bed, poppet. Don't leave your foot where the light can catch it." He said dryly.

Ah, f**k.

He stalked out of Amelia's room, me flailing around on his shoulder. He walked straight past my room, only stopping when he reached the very end of the hall.

Then, he threw the door open, kicking it close and locking it.

He dropped me onto the bed, and I immediately tried to scoot up the bed, away from him, but he grabbed my ankle, forcing me to lay back as he dragged me back towards him.

That gleam in his eyes told me that I was in a lot of f*****g trouble.

Uh oh...

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I sat in the bath, trying to ease the soreness of my ass cheeks.

Note to self: Never curse in front of him or call him a b***h again.

Jesus Christ, he did a number on my ass. I could barely sit.

He'd used his hand, and his belt. By the time he was done, my ass was on fire.

But then he'd soothed me, rubbing some ointment into my bruised flesh, before he kissed the top of my head, wiped my tears from my face and cuddled me till I fell asleep.

When I woke up, he was gone but he left a cute little note for me that said he had a meeting that he couldn't miss, and to make sure I was ready 7.

Amelia has bursted into his room a few minutes later, rushing me out of bed and into the bathroom to start getting ready.

She knocked on the door for the 5th time since I was in here and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm coming woman! Calm your t**s!" I yelled.

"Hurry up, Livy. We don't have that much time! And Xavier is a stickler for time!"

I rolled my eyes, mumbling under my breath, before I stood, stepping out of the tub.

I drained the water from the tub and took a quick shower, before jumping out.

I dried off quickly, pulling on a black lace thong and the matching strapless bra, before putting on my lotion and deodorant.

I rewrapped my towel, tucking the end of it into my bra so it could hold up. I walked out of the bathroom, my hands on my hips.

"Okay, I'm here Ms. Impatient." Amelia rolled her eyes, pointing for me to sit in the chair in front of her.

I sat in front of her, tucking my legs up under me. I winced as she began to brush out my hair, whining in pain.

"Mi Mi that hurts!"

"Hush up. Beauty is pain. If you want to look good for your date, you have to take it." She said sternly.

I groaned, but relented, sitting quietly.

It took her an hour to straighten my unruly curls, and she made a side part, slicking it back and leaving it down.

After, she insisted on doing my makeup and I let her be. When she was done with my makeup, I stood, picking up my dress from the bed, unwrapping my towel and stepping into it. Once it was on, I stepped into my heels, before going to look into the mirror.

The woman looking back at me in the mirror looked completely different from my usual everyday laidback style, and even my slightly edgy work style.

I looked good.

My hair was straightened to perfection, falling down my back. My makeup was done flawlessly, my eyes done with a shimmery gold shadow that complimented my green eyes amazingly. My lips were painted a bold red color, which surprisingly didn't look that bad, since it definitely wasn't my go to color.

The knee length dress I had on was a white halter neck that clung to my curves like a second skin, highlighting my flat stomach and tiny waist. 

My legs looked a mile long in the nude pointed toe heels that I had on, and I heard Amelia squeal behind me.

"You look bloody amazing! Xavier is going to keel over when he sees you!" I blushed and gave her a smile.

"Thank you for helping me get ready Mi Mi." She motioned next to turn around so that I could slip my arms into the long silk coat that she held up.

I placed my phone, wallet and some gum in my clutch, before checking the time on the watch I had put on.

6:50PM

"Walk down with me?" I asked Amelia and she nodded, grabbing the overnight bag that I packed.

We walked down the hallway and down the stairs.

"I want all the details when you guys come back tomorrow. Just leave out the icky parts. I don't need to know what Bubba does in his spare time." She shuddered, making me laugh. 

"Okay Mi Mi. I'll see you tomorrow." I gave her a hug, and took the bag from her, before walking towards Xavier who had his back turned to me, barking at whoever was on the other side of the phone.

I felt sorry for that person.

In the short time I've known Xavier, I know that he has a quite a temper.

I tapped him on his shoulder, and he glanced at me, doing a double take.

"I have to go, but that report better be on my desk by tomorrow morning, or you're f*****g fired." He hung up the phone, shoving it into his pocket, before turning to me.

"You look beautiful, poppet." He murmured, taking my hand and placing a soft kiss on it.

Then, he pulled me into him, his lips taking mine in a passionate kiss.

His hand slipped down to my ass, squeezing, making me whimper into his mouth.

He pulled away first, making me whine softly, and he chuckled.

"Let's go, before I forget the date completely and just take you back up stairs." He growled.

I pulled out my phone, looking into my camera to make sure my lipstick wasn't smudged.

Once I was good, I checked his face, wiping off the small bit of lipstick that transferred onto his lips.

"Now we're ready." 

He took the bag that I had dropped into the floor when he grabbed me, and led me out the door.

This time however, instead of his Range Rover, in its place was a black Aston Martin.

He opened the door for me, helping me in. He strapped me in, before going over to the driver's side.

He threw my bag on the backseat, before sliding in next to me.

He started the car, and the engine roared to life. He grabbed my hand in his, placing it on his lap.

And then, we were off.