Chapter 4

Xavier's POV

While Juliet drags Keylan upstairs, I went into the cabinet and grabbed a mug to make me some coffee sense Juliet didn't make it. While I was making it, Trevor was eyeing me up and down.

"Something you like?" I chuckle while pouring the coffee into my mug. "Ew no, but aren't you going to tell me about the cutie?" He said, wiggling his eyebrows that made me stare at him.

I'm debating if I should tell him or not. "He is a boy I found on the street last night in the rain, so I decided the great person I am to bring him here." I told him bluntly, taking a sip of my coffee.

Trevor eyed me again and snorted bullshit.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned him, and the raven black man smirked. "I saw the way you almost pounce on me by calling him cutie."

"So? You know I don't do relationships."

"Come on, Xay, you are not fooling anyone with that bullshit of a story. You kidnap a boy off the street and bring him to your penthouse." Trevor responded, grabbing an apple out of the fruit bowl and taking a massive chunk out of the apple. "Besides, you have never seen someone like him before."

He was right. I have never seen anything like Keylan in my life. His white hair that I want to run my fingers through, his ocean blue eyes that every time he blinks a wave crash through them, his little giggle that music to my ears and I want to hear it over and over again. Pale skin that was so silky and soft when I touched him and not forget his pink parted lips that I want to kiss badly.

Come on, me? Xavier Alexandria Anderson, the son of the most successful business in the Country. I'm handsome, gorgeous, sexy, and did I say sexy? The man whore that everyone wants a piece of. The woman adores me, and the man wants to be me and fuck me. That's no surprise there. With my charming smile and looks, I can get any woman and man in my bed with me in 2.5 seconds.

"As I said, I'm not looking for a relationship." I told him, trying to get into his thick skull. Trevor rolls his eyes, still not believing what I said.

"You up in my sexual life. What's up with you?" I smirk in my coffee. Trevor is so dramatic when he tells his stories.

"You don't want to hear what wild night I had last night." He smirked, but he told me anyway.

"So after the dinner party, I decided to go to the Gay Club because I wanted some ass. I went to the Club and when I tell you the club was jumping, I mean the club was jumping!" He started dancing in his seat.

Who says, jumping? It's 2018, for crying out loud.

"It was pack ass hell, so I got a couple of drinks, danced a little, then I met this boy, and when I tell you he had the fattest ass I have ever seen!" He swoons, and I crack a smile that he was dramatic with his stories.

"I mean he had cake that some of these females don't have. He was grinding all of me and whispering dirty things in my ear, so I took him back to my place, and I ram my Daddy Cock in that fat ass he was begging for."

"I may have him limping for a couple of days, but he told me I was the Daddy God." He put his hands behind his head while giving me a satisfying smile.

"Daddy, God?" I choked on laughter at that name.

"Don't tell me you are not a Daddy kink?"

"No, I like to fuck, then keep it moving." I responded, then he snorted.

"No wonder your sex stories are so boring." He grumbles while straightening himself in his seat. I'm very kinky but never had anyone call me daddy before.

"Oh, so you the sex expert?" I asked cocking my eyebrow.

"Yeah, ask all the people that have been begging for Daddy Cock."

Juliet came down the hallway with Keylan, trying to keep up with her footsteps. He was wearing an oversized jacket that made him look like a small kitty. His hair was messy and it was covering his blue eyes.

"Oh my god, Xaiver, go get dressed if you're planning to take Keylan shopping!" She screams at me, crossing her arms over her chest while glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and put my empty mug in the sink, walking upstairs to get ready.

I came back downstairs with my crisp suite on with my shades that I can make it work. People tell me why I would wear shades when it's raining, snowing, and even indoors. I tell them because It makes me look more unique.

I caught Keylan checking me out, and his cheeks started to turn red. "You see something you like, Princess?" I asked him and his eyes went wide.

"N-no." He squeaked while blushing even more and going behind Juliet, glaring at me again. I shrugged and walked past them to press the button to open up the elevator.

"You make sure you take care of him. I swear if he comes back with a mark on him, I'm going to burn all of the lovely shades you owned." She threatens me that I make sure her little one comes back unharmed.

No, not my babies!

My shades cost more than some of these people's cars and houses combined. "Okay, I won't, I promise!" I assured her, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

The elevator door opens, and I grab Keylan's soft hands into mine. He squeaks at my action, causing me to smirk. His pale face was now a bright red.

The elevator was quiet while the elevator music was playing. Keylan was biting his lip, and If he keeps doing that, I would have ripped his clothes off and fuck him in this elevator.

The elevator door opens, and my security greeted Keylan and me. Keylan squeaks, clutching at my arm. He was scared of my bodyguard, which I understand entirely. Oscar was big and ripped with muscles, but he was a chill and funny guy under all that.

"Princess, you don't have to be scared of Oscar. He is here to protect us from people hurting you." I whisper him in his ear. He nodded and looked at Oscar and responded with a simple Hi. Oscar smiled that he got a greeting back.

Oscar guided us outside where the media were bombing us with questions and taking pictures.

Are you two dating?

How long have two been seeing each other?

What's your boyfriend's name?

Are you finally settling down?

Xavier! Xavier!

Keylan whimpers by my side, and I move my hands to his waist, pulling him closer to my side. When the SUV was in sight, Oscar opened the car for us, and we both got in. He closed the door making the sound from the outside stop.

Keylan was shaking like he had seen a ghost. I felt terrible for him because everyone was shouting questions at him and taking pictures.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked him, putting my hand on his thigh, and he flinches at my touch. Tears formed in his beautiful eyes that made me frown, and I wiped his tears out of his face.

"Sorry, it was just so many people screaming and taking pictures of me, I-" He choked on his sobs, and I moved my hand to his back, trying to calm him down. He finally stopped crying and breathing correctly.

"Sorry, you had to go through that." I said, and he nodded.

The car ride was silent, and Keylan was quiet for the most part. His head was resting on the car door, looking out the window like a lost puppy.

We were far away from each other, and all I wanted to do was to pull me by my side. I shouldn't be this nice to him. I'm only doing this for Juliet since she wants to help him.

When we arrived at the location, Keylan's eyes brightened at the store we were at. Oscar opens the door for us, and I hold my hand out for him him to take it, and he does.

This time there were four more security guards. I had only one bodyguard; I almost got attacked by everyone. I took Keylan's hand in mind again, walking into the store.

"This store looks expensive, Xavier." He said, examining everything in the store, and I shrugged at his point.

"So?" I responded, not caring if this was an expensive store or not. I could buy this whole store if I wanted to.

"So, you shouldn't be spending so much money on me." He whined while taking a jacket in his hand.

"Like I said, so?"

"You could take me to Goodwill." He grumbles, then places the jacket back neatly as he had it before.

"What's that? I never heard of that. Do they sell like Gucci, Louis Vuitton or Versace?" I asked him what brand that was, and he gave me a puzzled face.

"You don't know what a Goodwill is?" My Princess asked me.

"Uh, does it look like I know what that is? If I knew what that was, I would have heard about it." I said, chuckling at his question.

"It's a store where people donate their clothes and items they don't need, and people go there and buy the stuff they donated." He explains to me.

"So, like a thrift store?" I ask, and he nods his head while smiling. "Exactly!"

"So you rather wear other people's clothes?" I ask him in disgust that he would wear other people's clothes. You don't know what they have.

"Yep! Not a lot of people like you can afford nice things in their life." He protested, turning his head at a pair of socks.

"Well, we are shopping here, and you're going to be strutting like all these people want to be you and look like you." I told him, pushing him to the clothes.

"Whatever you want, just put it in the cart and don't look at the price tags." He hesitated for a second, then nodded, walking away. He started to pick up a pair of jeans, looking at it like a disease or something.

He was staring at the clothes, not wanting to put anything in the cart.

I asked him what size his clothes and shoes were, and I started throwing stuff in the cart. He was a slow shopper, and he kept whining about how he didn't want to wear expensive clothes, but I didn't listen to him because I'm a stubborn person.

"You are a slow shopper. You know that, right?" I said, starting to throw stuff in the cart. When we were done, I told Keylan to go to the other side of the store so he couldn't see the price.

I let the whole staff and my security carry our bags in the car. I didn't let Keylan hold a thing, but he still wanted to. "Next, stop another store!" I said in excitement.

"Another store?" He whines, clutching his body.

"I feel like you're spoiling me." He said, crossing his arms over his chest. "What's the problem with me spoiling my princess?" I said, huskily grabbing his waist, and he jumped from my action.

"N-nothing." He stuttered.

"Thought so." I said, grinning, pulling him to another store.