Chapter 11.11

Unknown pov

The morning sun rays shines on the two couple lying on the bed, tangled in each others arms.

Zarie is the first to wakeup. Even though she has woken up early, she decides to stay in bed to just stare at the handsome creature sleeping peacefully beside her.

She intently stares at him and just observes how peaceful and child-like Zavier is when he is sleeping.

The duvet covers him from his lower half up to his waist, showing his perfect abs and large muscles.

Before realizing what she is doing, she has already been tracing Xavier's face with her hand.

Seeing that he was not waking up any time soon, she decides to have more fun with him.

Smiling at her idea, she proceeds to trace his abs with the tip of her fingers.

Meanwhile, Zavier on the other hand is really controlling himself not to make any reaction for Zarie to know he has already woken up.

Actually, Zavier had been awake the whole time Zarie started to trace her fingers on his face but he decided to fake been asleep.

Not being able to withstand the torture anymore, Zavier holds her hands when she decides to start playing with his small nipple.

Looking at her shocked face, Zavier knows she is about to start her bluffing so he instantly seals her mouth with a sweet passionate kiss and only stops the kiss when they are both out of breath.

Zavier’s POV

After the kiss, Zarie quickly hides her face in my chest when she sees me staring at her face.

I know she is probably recalling what happened last night.

'Hey Zar, you do not have to be shy. Okay?’ I tell her.

Yeah, Zar is the new nickname I have given her now.

'Zavier? ' she calls me in a quiet tone.

'hmmm'I lazily answer as I play with her hair.

'I want to ask you a question' she says softly and I nod my head, encouraging her to continue.

She changes her sleeping position to now come face to face with me.

Once she does that, I notice her boobs are in full display for my hungry eyes.

My hungry eyes darken immediately but the serious look on her face quickly snaps me out of it and she covers her bareness with the duvet.

'Do you have anything to tell me'? She asks me, her eyes full of expectations.

Her question really makes me nervous but I am not going to let her know.

'Could she have found out'? I think to myself.

'what...what do you mean'? I ask her, trying to put as much confidence in my voice as I can but it only comes out weak.

In fact, apart from Daisy, I have never cared about any other girls' feelings.

But for Zar, I am more desperate to keep her and I am even concerned about how she would feel.

All the girls I have been with after Claire were just for a one night-stand, they were just toys for my desires but for Zar, I want more than that.

'It is not a good act to eavesdrop but.. You know.... I heard everything you and your sister talked about yesterday ' she says as she whispers the last part.

'Oh' I say as she just nods her head, looking at me expectantly.

I do not trust people so easily but I am ready to open up to Zar.

I know I can just fill her head with lies and she will believe them with no hesitations but what good would come out of that? Nothing.

So I will just come clean with her now and allow her to make her own choice plus I would not like her to find out from somewhere else.

I mean, she has trusted me with her virtue so why can't I let her know about my past? and apart from that, she is my wife.

I know for some men, offering her virtue to me would be nothing but to me, it is a sacrifice I will never forget.

It does not matter the foundation on which the relationship was built.

I am willing to make it something more so I think this may be some sort of a good start for that.

'Okay I will tell You' I tell her as she stares at me with a suprised look on her face, which is quickly replaced with a curious face.

I guess she did not expect someone the outside world have branded the" ice cold prince" to accept to open up to her this quickly.

Unknown pov

Zavier tells Zarie to sit in between his legs before he starts to tell the story about his past.

'Zar, I will tell you everything but I want you to stay quite and listen till the end before you make a comment okay?’ Zavier tells her and she in turn also nods as she gets comfortable in between his legs.

Zavier clears his throat as he starts to tell his story.

'zar, I may seem normal and carefree to you but I am not.

I was trained to be who I am right now.

I mean, people say I have no emotions and I have a cold personality but that is not really who I want to be.

I was taught to live this life' Zavier says, staring intently at Zarie to show her how honest he is being with her.

Zarie in turn just rubs his arm, encouraging him to continue.

' I was born into a mafia family.

My parents are one of the people who held higher ranks in the mafia society.'

And since I am my parents' first born, I was to succeed my father.

My father trained me to be a different version of myself.

He trained me to be a cold heartless person' he says this with hurt and hate dancing in his eyes.

' I took over my father's position at the age of eighteen .’

' Zar... I..I..I started killing at the age of eighteen and some of the victims were innocent beings.

I have even killed kids before' he says as his voice breaks and a lone tear slips from his left eye.

Zarie take his hands in her palms and starts to draw circles in his palms in a soothing way, which calms him down a bit.

She wants to talk badly but he had already told her to keep quiet till the end of the story so all she can do is to listen.

'At the age of twenty, I found my first love, the woman I loved more than anything.

She was willing to be with me even when she knew the life I lived and the dangers associated with it.

She was caring, loving and she was the only one who understood me.

She was the light in my dark world.

her name was Claire.

She was also Daisy's bestfriend.

Her hazel eyes always held adoration whenever she looked at me' Zavier says in a sad tone.

One thing Zarie does not fail to notice is how Zavier’s eyes sparkled when he talked about claire.

She also notice that he has undeniably not gotten over her yet.

Thinking about that, Zarie vows to herself at that moment to help Zavier get over the pain.

She knows he will never get over her but she is willing to help him love again.

She will not let him forget her or erase her from his heart but all she wants to do is to make Zavier realise there is someone apart from Claire, who can make him happy.

At this point she is willing to be that person, Zavier’s second chance at love.

But only if she knew the prize she had to pay for that, she may not have embarked on such a journey....

The sadness returns to Zavier’s eyes and that is enough for Zarie to know that whatever he will say next would not be something really good for her poor ears.

Author’s note;

Thank you for reading, stay safe.