XAVIER'S POV.
I strode my way into my quarters after my sudden outburst upon seeing my daughter. But I knew I needed to go for the welcome party; it was a part of the Fedele rule.
Minutes later, I changed into another suit and quickly headed to the hall. Once I entered, there was a sudden standing ovation as I walked to my designated position.
"The SAINT is here!" The entertainer announced as I settled into my chair and waved at everyone standing.
The party began, dancers showcasing their skills on stage. My interest was fleeting, my eyes darting around the filled hall,Egro seemed to be absent; only Octavia remained in her mother's chair.
"Toast to Brotherhood!" Eliot's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I raised my glass with a forced smile.
As the toast ended, everyone sipped their wine slowly, their interactions more like side-stepping each other.
While drinking mine, I noticed Egro's entrance—majestic, classy. I hated to admit she still had a hold on me, but Jim despised it, wanting me to give him his mate.
Seeing my ex-wife stride into the hall as if it were a runway sparked memories of when I possessed that body. Suddenly, I longed for it more than ever before.
A few minutes later, I signaled to Scarface, and we left the hall.I couldn't stand to watch her take a hold on me anymore.
"Boss," he said once we were out.
"I'm tired, I need rest and a she-wolf to warm my bed," I declared, hastening my steps toward my apartment.
"Boss, how many?" he asked.
"Get me Scarlet," I ordered, slamming my doors and hastily pulling out my clothes, hoping she'd arrive immediately. Since I couldn't have Egro anymore, Scarlet would have to serve as a stand-in for her.
I'm aware that Jim, my wolf, despises the fact that I won't accept Scarlet as she is, instead making her a mere shadow of the woman I desire. It's been eighteen years since I last saw Egro, yet she still has a hold on me as if she never left.
My mind drifted back to how elegant she looked, her hips just as striking, her face still oval-shaped, with those green shiny eyes complementing her gorgeous body. I could only say she aged like fine wine.
For what felt like an eternity, I waited for Scarlet, wondering where Scarface went to find her.
I was half-naked, waiting, when the sound of the door opening caught my attention, and without hesitation, I stepped out, wearing only my underwear. To my surprise, it was Jade.
"Shit," I muttered under my breath in disappointment, seeing her standing there, awestruck as her eyes scanned my body. I knew what she wanted, but she wasn't my type.
"What do you need?" I asked, snapping her out of her sexual imagination.
"Er... I... I... umm... Scar...let," she stammered, still fixed on my physique. Suddenly, the door creaked open, revealing Scarlet and Scarface.
"Put me the hell down!" Scarlet continuously hit Scarface's back, struggling to get down, but his grip remained firm as he carried her into my room and dumped her there.
"You can go," I told Jade, and she turned to leave, visibly frustrated.
"Where did you find her?"
"From Ryder's club. I asked around, and they said they saw her there," Scarface replied, and my brows shot up in surprise.
"What was she doing there?"
"Nothing serious. Just standing in to increase leads," he responded, making his way to leave. I stood there watching him depart before heading back into the room.
"Why did you drag me here?" she slurred drunkenly as she noticed me stepping into the room.
My eyes scanned her body, noticing the awkward clothes she wore just to stand in for my son. That left me wondering how they knew each other.
"Why did you do it? Were you paid?" I sat closer to her, ignoring the smell of alcohol on her breath.
"Paid?" She laughed heartily, pausing for a moment before continuing. "Ryder is my real friend," she uttered, still in her intoxicated state, and a smile curled up on my lips.
"Did you pay with your body?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't confirm my fears.
"No, he's a gentleman unlike his father," she replied sharply, hitting a nerve in me. It seemed she, too, believed that Ryder was Eliot's son.
"Why did you drag me here? Have you made up your mind to have me?" She prodded, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.
"Yes," I finally replied.
"Why did you change your mind?"
I hadn't expected my subordinate to question me, but it was amusing to see her guts since she entered the pack.
"I own you, so why not?" I reminded her.
"My clit feels wet. Can we get started already?" Her words made my arousal grow, and I didn't hesitate to remove my underwear, revealing what was beneath.
I could see the sudden satisfaction in her eyes as she opened them to see what she had in front of her. And why wouldn't she? Every woman would.
I helped her undress, and I hate to admit it, but she was indeed comparable to Egro. Her pussy was just as neat and wet, making me wonder if they were sisters.
"Don't compare her to the witch!" Jim snapped at me through our mind link. I knew how infuriated he must have been to reply. He rarely says a word.
My right arm reached for her soft breasts, reminding me of that night when Egro and I had our first sexual encounter in the bathtub. Her breasts were so soft and succulent that I couldn't resist sucking on them for minutes. She would playfully snap me out of it and suggest we engage in oral sex.
"Can you save the rest for our pup?" she would fondly say.
I was naked with Scarlet while I sucked her breasts, and she let out sexy, soft moans. However, my thoughts were clouded with memories of Egro even with another woman.
After some time, Scarlet opted to slowly remove her nipples from my mouth. She sensually laid me down on the bed and began pleasuring me with her mouth, just like Egro used to do.
She took in the whole cock into her mouth.
She was just as skilled as Egro as she took me to another world. I gripped the sheets tightly, my body filled with adrenaline. And I couldn't hold back any longer as I let out loud moans.
"Oh, Egro!"
"Shit! Egro, suck that cock!"...