His Craving Her Desire

His craving her desire episode 18

🥀HIS CRAVING
HER DESIRE 🥀

🔞She’s irresistible 🔞

⚜️Teen fiction, rom-nce, hatred, billionaire ⚜️

Written by Cassie

🦇 Chapter 18🦇

Huh?? Stop it!! Xandria half yelled, struggling with the plate he held tightly.

It’s my House, Love.
You have to go make another plate for yourself. He hissed.

It is not your House, for Pete’s sake.
Can you stop stressing me out. She half yelled, gritting her teeth.

He chuckled… Watching her eyes move up and down in a glareful manner.
Then let’s share it! He demanded.

Cause I can’t go to sleep with an empty stomach… You know? He smiled.
You can go to Hell for all I care. She Mumbled.

Huh? He shot her a glare.
I’m still your Boss, in case your head is saying otherwise. He chuckled.

She shook her head and stood up.
I’ll go get another spoon. She rolled her eyes.. as she walked away.

She walked back into the kitchen.
It was a good thing.. she had left some in the pot.
Stupid Boss. She scoffed.

She walked back to the living room… And sat down.
We’re not using the dinning? She asked.

If you want to, you can take the spoon there and wait till I’m done eating. He shrugged his shoulders.

Wow. She muttered, and grabbed the plate.
She made sure it was right in the middle of them both.. before she nodded.

Now.. let’s eat. She said.
She was about to dig in… When his words struck her hærd.

I thought you were a Christian, Miss Xandria?
Don’t Christians Pray before eating? He clicked his tongue…. In disappointment.

I prayed already. She defended, with a raised shoulder.
When? He asked, his eyes tingling.

You know for a saint as you… I thought your God demands you pray at all times. He continued.
I happened to read a passage in that Book you all cherish…

And it says…
“Pray without ceasing”. He shrugged, with a chuckle.

She frowned.
You hated God.. why are you talking about someone you hate. She hissed, glaring at him.

I don’t hate him… I hate the fact that he was not there when I needed him.
I don’t even believe there is someone named God”. He said again.

But there is. He keeps us safe. She mumbled, staring at him.
Had he gone through something before… That made him to choose to believe There was no God”?

“I don’t hate him… I hate the fact that he was not there when I needed him! It replayed in her head and she sighed.

God forgives… And mends every broken soul. She muttered.
I don’t see him doing so to my life. He glared at her.

Quit talking to my God, that way.
You @ssh0le!! She spat out and stood up.

God knows why he made what ever that Happened happen.
He loves his children… And if really you want to be safe.

He only can protect. She Stated, and left the living room, headed to the kitchen.

*****
The gate opened and a car drove into the Mansion.
A man came out, and looked around… nodding his head, as if answering a question.

He looked up and a man was already by his side… holding his bags.
How long have you been waiting, Devon? He asked, and the young man chuckled.

Two Hours now. He answered, turning to the man.
“com’è stata la tua missione, fratello maggiore? ( How was your mission, Big Brother?). Devon asked, with a raised brow.

è stato perfetto ( It was perfect). He asnwered.
“cosa ha combinato mio fratello con Devon?” ( what has my brother been up to, Devon?) He asked again.
Bro Ryan, he has been up to no good. Devon answered, with a click of his tongue.

Just as I thought. Ryan replied.
Was the Mansion always this big… Or I just have a different eye sight now? He asked.

You have a different eye sight. Devon answered.
Do you want a death wish? Ryan laughed, heading over to the young man.. that had a playful smirk on his face.

Ahh.. let’s go give that guy.. a hearty I’m Back!! Ryan said, playfully as he took his long strides into the Building.

****
You should know that by now… I have the Mansion wrapped around my finger.
No one comes in and out without me knowing..

So.. How I’ve you been, Idiot? The deep voice of Alexander De Lucci was quite not that deep like other times.
It was playful… sweet and Damn sed-ctive.

I am not a G-yXander… remember that. Ryan walked into the house.
Not bad. He muttered.

What could possibly be bad in my House? He c*cked his head.
You mean… Your father’s House.
Cause I can still remember when Mr. De Lucci made plans for this Mansion. Ryan chuckled.

He turned and caught a plate and a spoon on the table.
You were eating? couldn’t you at least wait for me? Ryan scoffed.

It was not mine… I ate that with force. Xander shook his head.
And who could dare deny you anything at all. Ryan twitched his lip.
Mmm… it smells nice. He added, staring at the kitchen.

Don’t go in there… Xander snapped, seeing his head shot up ready to leave.
Why? I don’t see a board on the top of the Kitchen wall… saying don’t come in. Ryan huffed, glaring at him.

Alexander laughed.
It was an evil one.. as his head went over to what Xandria was putting on.
Damn! She was just putting on a tiny strap hand singlet and a bumshort.

He coughed… getting Ryan’s attention.
I want to show you something… I’ll ask the maid to bring your food to the sturdy. Xander said, as he stood up.

His voice was already tightening… as his hand rubbed his forehead slowly.
Why the hell did he had to think about that? with Ryan right in front of him?

Hmm… okay then, but you have to make it worth it. Ryan frowned.
He grabbed the suit jacket he had dropped on the couch… and head over to where he knew was the Sturdy.

Xander chuckled… what the hell did he just do?
And why did he do that??

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