His Past Self

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"Yes, I'm sorry. The truth is I'm jealous when you're around her, and I hated myself for it."

There, she said it out loud. But Xander didn't show any emotion on his face. They were so close, just with a reach of hand, she would be in his grasp.

He took out a phone from his pants pocket and tapped on it, "You are a bad liar, Clara."

Xander turned the screen to her face. Looks like two people swimming in the crystal clear turquoise water, with snorkelling gears.

She widened her eyes, it must be Norah that took their picture.

"Lost for words?" He threw the phone on the bed.

She stuttered, "Y-you are the one who ordered us here! So what are we gonna do in this beautiful island if not snorkelling or jet-skiing? You expected us just to sit still all day long in this room?"

Not that this room inconvenient, it was excellent, but she was sick being constantly confined in a room for months. With Xander not being here, she could savor the moment of freedom.

What a joke, the monster was back.

"And sunbathing too." His eyes appreciated her tan skin, in a rude way.

"Orrr.. Maybe you are the jealous person here, Alec."

His green eyes that darkened with lust just a minute ago, changed to revulsion.

His hand snatched her neck in painful grip, she panicked and clawed at his arm, but he just tightened it.

SQUEEZE!

"Don't you dare say my name!" He bellowed.

Xander squeezed her neck so tight, she saw stars. He let her go before she passed out and Clara crumpled on the glass floor.

COUGH! COUGH!

It hurts like motherfucker. Tears running down from her eyes, that would leave marks for sure.

"How did you know my forename?" He asked.

Clara brushed past her tears, tested for her voice, and managed a croaking sound. "Just a guess."

She tapped her bracelet, the AXH characters etched on it. Did he forget that?

"At that time, I thought your name was Alexander… You're so different from him, I refused to believe you are that lanky boy hiding with me under my father's desk."

He just stood there looking down at her, but her eyes gleaming with icy fury.

"I'm one hundred percent the same guy." He frowned from her ridiculous words.

"No.. You're not him anymore! Because I fell in love with the boy I found standing at the hall, with his genuine innocent smile eating the cookies I offered."

Clara saw the surprised look in his face but she continued, "But now, looking at the same person standing in front of me.. I don't feel anything."

Xander threw his head back and roared.

"You were only eight years old, how could you be so sure that you fell in love with that thin, starved poor boy?"

He laughed at himself and her heart ached. So Clara knew that not only her that being treat in cruel ways, but he also punished his past self.

Xander crouched down, their eyes leveled. "Are you a dumb person, Clara?"

She flinched when his hand knocked her twice on the head.

"I don't give a damn about your wealth, Xander. And I don't care if you believe me or not. But I'm sure as hell, I'm not in love with you!"

Her mind screamed, what a fool! If you say that you love him, all of this would end. He will let you go.

Her heart screamed, what a liar! You love him, dumbass.

Clara backed away from him in fear when he stretched out his arm. But Xander gripped her chin softly.

"Don't act so innocent, it disgust me. You're just waiting for a big fish all this time. Set your price so high like no other man was good enough for you."

He turned her face left and right.

"You know every man wanted you. It's such a shame that you couldn't sell your virginity to the highest bidder."

His words slapped harder than anything. He always believed the worst of her. So she just let Xander believe what he want.

"Yes, it's such a shame. You should pay me for it.. Tenfold!"

Xander smirked. "Yes, that is the real you. A cheap person."

She held back the tears, with a pained expression on her face, she blinked it away and Xander saw it.

"Can't you be genuine for a second?" He said with softer tone and rubbed her chin lightly.

A tear escaped from her hazel eyes, streaked down her high cheekbone. "You won't believe me anyway."

Xander fisted his other hand, it was an agonizing sight, the innocent child that offered him cookies years ago was crying because of him.

But she is a sly fox in sheep's clothing.

"You're right. I will never, ever believe what comes out of your mouth."

He pressed her lower lip with his thumb and it quivered slightly. "But I could use your mouth for something else."

He was kissing her brutally, when Clara didn't give him an entry, he bit her lips until she opened up and he shoved his tounge deep inside.

He lowered her back to the glass floor, ended the kiss and got up. Clara started to follow him up, feeling awkward when he stared down at her.

"Don't move an inch."

He unzipped his pants and Clara saw him took it off in blatant display. He was already jutting out, big and hard. She swallowed in anticipation.

Xander chuckled when he noticed that she clenched her thighs together.

The bastard!

That hard and angry looking cock in front of her vision, the strapping man kneeled on top of her, she felt a little bit suffocated. He bobbed it up and down, slapping her face with it.

Oh dear! Did she have to suffer another humiliation?

Clara clenched her eyes shut, she expected that he will use her mouth again.

Xander watched as her breathing quickened, he slapped his cock on that angelic face once again then slipped it inside her white bikini, between that high generous breasts.

She opened her eyes in surprise and looked down to her breasts sandwiched him, the red tip glistened with pre-cum. He squeezed them together and started to thrust.

It was sexy as hell!

Xander sped up his thrust and he knew he wouldn't last long after two weeks of holding himself without release.

He savoured the feel of her flesh and her bikini cloth scraping his skin, the confused and embarrassed face of the woman beneath him, Xander groaned and ripped her bikini top apart, her sweet little nipples were hard.

She yelped with surprise, "Xander! That's branded item."

"No more fucking bikini!" He grunted out and pulled at her nipple.

Clara shrieked from the pain mixed with pleasure. Her hips lifted up and down, she felt herself wet down there.

He slapped her left breast, then continued to stroke between them in rapid thrusts.

"Open your mouth." He gritted his teeth.

Obediently, she opened her mouth and it fired in a blast, drenching her chin and neck. He cursed and shoved it deep in her mouth until she gagged.

He bursted the remaining cream down her throat.

Satisfied that Clara was covered in his thick semen, Xander smeared it on her tits, playing with her nipples until she mewled.

"Did you take the contraceptive pill everyday?" He asked.

Clara nodded her head. "Y-yes.. So I don't need to get the shot anymore?"

Xander moved his hand to her flat stomach, circling the sticky cream on it.

"It's just temporary. You will continue to consume the pill until Dr. Melisa comes back from overseas. I don't trust anybody else."

Then his hand slipped inside her high-cut swimsuit bottom, made her hips lifted and a moan came out of her mouth.

"You are drenching wet, naughty mouse." He inserted a finger easily.

He moved it around for a bit then yanked his hand out. Clara howled in lost.

"You want my finger back inside?"

She nodded her head desperately, her own hand snaked down but before it touch herself, Xander held it away.

"Tsk, tsk.. I didn't give you the permission to touch yourself. You want it? Ask me sweetly, beg for it."

She cursed at him inside, but the words coming out of her mouth, the mouth that he used to dump his cum inside, begged the man.

"P-please, Xander. I want you inside me.."

Oh dear! She prayed that the ground opened up and swallowed her down. But luck was not at her side, it was a glass floor!

His lips curved up in cruel smirk, "You won't get any pleasure today, either from my hand or my cock. That's the perfect punishment for you."