Xander positioned himself in between her legs and Mei used her hand to guide him inside her and they both moaned in pleasure. His movement was slow at first and eventually became faster. He thrust into her, deeper and deeper. Each thrust caused Mei to moan and cry in pleasure she had never experienced before.
The room was filled with moans as their bodies intertwined until they reached their climax. They are both breathing heavily while Xander slowly rolled off of her. He can't believe how satisfying it was. He shook his head to shake off his weird thoughts.
A few minutes later, Mei can already hear Xander breathing evenly which means he is already asleep. She turned her back on him and she fell asleep.
When Mei woke up, she was alone in the room. Xander has left already. She looked at the clock on the wall and it was already past nine in the morning. She is an early bird but because of what happened last night, she overslept. She blushed when she remembered last night. She looked under the sheets and she could clearly see the marks he left on her. She sighed.
She felt relieved knowing that Xander left because she doesn't know how to deal with him right now. She remembers their steamy love-making or rather sex last night. She really wanted to reject him but her body betrays him. She should not feel that way and that should not happen all the time. She knew that their marriage is just a business arrangement. And she has to find a way to return the money her dad stole from them so she can go back to her normal life.
Mei was in deep thought when the door opened. It was Xander. She automatically covered herself with the sheet. She quickly gave him a look and turned her head away from him. He was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie jacket. He just looked at her with his poker face. He took the headset off his head, took his sweaty jacket, and went to the bathroom.
He went jogging while she was asleep. She was planning to take a bath earlier but now she has to wait until he is done. She could hear the shower from the bathroom. She quickly got out of bed and put on her pajamas.
She prepared a pair of jeans, a white loose shirt, and her undergarments so that once he gets out, she can take a shower.
A few minutes passed, Xander went out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. She can't help but admire his physical appearance. It is evident that he takes care of himself. He must be in the gym regularly to keep himself in good shape.
"Where are my clothes?" he was towering over her. She got confused.
"What?", she asked in surprise, her face blushed.
He bent over so that their eyes would meet.
"Isn't that what you are supposed to do, or you have something else you want to do?" he said sarcastically. Her face turned blood red when she understood what he was insinuating.
She moved away from her as if she got burned.
"I am not your maid", she said after she was already a food distance away from him.
He smiled sarcastically and said, "Oh, yeah. What is it called now, wife?" He was slowly walking towards her. She stepped back but he kept on closing their gap. Her back hit the wall and she knew she had nowhere to go. He had her cornered, a wall at her back and his broad chest in front of her. She wanted to slide sideways to get away from him but he had her cornered placing his arms on her sides.
"Well, it would be such a waste spending millions on someone who can't do her job. Just let me know if you can't and I will have my lawyers arrange the papers",
"No", she panicked. She knew exactly what he meant by having his lawyers arrange the papers. She doesn't want her dad to go to jail. He nods his head, the corner of his lips lifted in a scornful smile. How she wished to slap her on the face to take that smug on his face. She can't do anything right now but to do as he pleases. She clenched her fist and swallowed her pride.
"I'll prepare your clothes, Mr. Xander" She controlled her emotions and stared at her blankly.
"Good", Xander said, feeling satisfied. Mei motioned him to let her go. He held his hands up and backed away. His gaze followed her while she moved her way to the dresser to prepare his clothes.
She came out with a pair of black jeans, a white T-shirt, and his brief. She handed them to him. He arched his eyebrows upon seeing what she brought for him.
"I am going to a meeting", he said to answer her silent question when she wrinkled her brows.
"It is a Sunday", she said and realized she should not have said that. Why does she care if he will go to a meeting on a Sunday? Realizing that, she turned back to the dresser. She saw a garment bag and took it out.
She handed it to him but he just stared at her blankly and for a second, she got confused but realized that he wanted her to open it. She opened the garment back and took out dark blue slacks, a white shirt, and a dark blue suit, and laid them on the bed. But he still did not move.
She went back to the dresser and took his boxers and he put them on casually in front of her. She turned around when he did.
"Help me with the tie", was the next thing she heard from him.
She slowly turned her head to see if he was still naked but she saw that he had already put his slacks and white shirt on and their eyes met. He was clearly playing with her but she kept her strong facade.
She took the tie from him and skillfully put it on him. She learned it from having to put on her dad's tie every morning since she was a kid. He just arched his brows looking at how skillfully she put his tie on. She did it quickly as she can't stand being this close to him.