Chapter 11
**Dorothy's POV**
I stirred, half awake as I looked out the window. It already dark. I looked at my wall clock to see it was 8pm.
I took my phone to check my messages and I felt another leg on mine. I tried moving it off thinking it was a huge lump of cloth but it wasn't moving.
I them turned to the other side to take the blanket off and I saw Xavier sleeping peacefully, his face looking so peaceful that it would deceive people of his very angry outburst nature.
I stared at him and everything that had happened earlier today came rushing back, and I felt great heat shoot up my checks.
I can't believe I slept with a married man. What the hell?
The thoughts began trooping in and so did the regret, I looked at him. It takes two to cheat, and I fully participated.
Has he done this before? Is he a cheat?
I started feeling sad and scared, as my heart sank and my palms began sweating. What if he cheats on me? What the hell are you saying, Dorothy? Both my mind and heart was at war and I was feeling raped and empty.
"What are you thinking of, love?" Xavier drooled and my eyes darted up at him.
"Nothing. You should go home now. Your wife should be waiting for you. This was a mistake and it shouldn't happen again" I murmured as I got down from the bed, wearing my shirt over my head.
He sat up looking at me, eyeing me from head to toe, and ending with a smile.
"Why are you looking at me?" I asked, going to the other side of the bed to arrange his clothes on the bed.
"Nothing…nothing at all. I leave you to it, but…like you said it won't happen again, I'm not so sure I can follow that" He shrugged, getting up and standing in front of me, naked.
I swallowed hard. Lord you know I'm trying not to get tempted.
He came closer to me and I could see his dick getting erect.
"Xavier, leave. I don't want to be on the list of girls you've slept around with" I retorted, swallowing and stepping back.
"But that's the problem, love. It's only Diana that I have had sex with, and no, I don't believe in cheating" He smiled and brought me closer to him, by my waist.
"You are cheating right now, on your wife, with me. So I think you do" I stuttered, my lips so close to his.
"Maybe, you are an exception" He said and with that he claimed my lips, and before I knew it, my shirt was off my body.
He took me to my study table and made me sit on it, bringing my legs to his shoulders and kissing my calfs and I felt his tip at my entrance.
"Xavier, Xavier. I'm gonna be sore. This is the third time today" I said and with that he moved his hip back and I grinded the air.
"Seems like you still want that" He said, his eyes locked on mine as he rammed into me, filling me up like before.
Fuck.
He rammed into me, holding my fave into place as our eyes bored into each other.
"Watch us. Watch us meet" He said, his voice breathy. We reluctantly tore our eyes away from each other and we both looked down ro where we meet.
The only noise in the room was wet skin against each other and our moans and groans. And I knew for a fact that I wouldn't be able to get this out of my head.
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"Xavier. Xavier, wake the fuck up" I told him, shaking him vigorously. He stored and rubbed his eyes, still half asleep.
"Yeah?" He asked, his face getting buried deeper into the pillow.
"It's 7am. Get ready for work" I said and pulled the duvet off him. But that was a mistake as I was met with his morning erection and it made me clench my thighs together.
Fuck.
"You still want me in you after last night" He said as he got down from the bed.
I steeped back but his stride was bigger as he soon met me and lifted me up, my legs around his waist was he led me to the bathroom.
"We..we are not having sex, Xavier" I said as he turned on the shower and I felt the cold water on my skin.
"I didn't think of it. You did" He said, smirking and running his hand through me hair.
"I'm sorry about what I said about your mom. I was too…angry that, you…you let…" He said but he didn't meet my eyes.
"I didn't have sex with him" I said, trying to soothe him. He only nodded his head and continued washing my hair and after that my body.
And I was his too. His hair and his body.
"You are beautiful, Dorothy" He said and I saw his big eyes. Like he was giving me puppy eyes.
"Thank you" I said and that ended our shower
We both got ready for work, his suit from yesterday that I air dried. We both drove off to the company.
"Go in first" I said, standing behind his car.
"As you wish" He said and brought his face to kiss me, but I moved back.
"Erm. We are…we can not, we are at work" I said as I cleared my throat.
He nodded his head and walked towards the elevator leaving me at the parking lot. I breathed out and I breathed in.
"You..can do this" I told myself and repeated this many times in my head.
I took the elevator and went up to my floor, only for me to hear Diana's voice shouting from the other end of Xavier's door.
"What's going on, Lil" I asked, Lilian when I got there.
"Mrs. Diana, has been waiting for Mr. Wort, and he just came back right now" She said, her voice low.
"Are you fucking cheating on me, Xavier? Really? Who is the whore?" Diana's voice was heard and I was thankful on their behalf that we were the only one on the floor.
I didn't hear Xavier's voice, and that was when I heard somethings breaking.
"Should I go in there?" I asked, staring at the door.
"Don't you…." Lilian began but I was already turning the door knob.
I entered the office and I closed the door, to see Mr. Frey and Diana there. I didn't know that Mr. Frey was there.
Why wasn't he saying anything?
"Hello. Erm, I have something for Mr. Wort over there" I said and Mr. Frey just stared at me.
"I knew you looked familiar. Reyes. Sanders Reyes was your father, wasn't he?" Mr Frey asked, as he stood fo his first.
I just stood there, staring at him, I tried remembering where I saw him but nothing came back.
"Yes. Sanders Reyes daughter" I said and I saw blood drain from his face.
"Let's leave here" He said and dragged his daughter out behind him. I stood there, looking at him.
I knew him from somewhere but where?
Mr Frey. Douglas Frey, how do I know you? Who are you?