Runaway Fiancée

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine (UNEDITED)

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  "it's never too late to change. Every day is a blank page, and your story has yet to be written."
― Amy Zhang, Fallen into Place   

Xander's POV

Dammit! Shit!

I went to the bathroom cursing myself. Banging my hand at the tiled wall.

This is torture!

I leaned my head on the wall and closed my eyes. Thinking.

This is too much. I can't bear this anymore.

It was hard. I didn't imagine that it could be this hard.

I missed Mia so badly and every minute with her was pure torture. I wanted to touch her. Kiss her. Make love with her. 

I knew her weakness. I knew where she wanted to be kissed. I knew how to make her melt. And I knew how to make her scream with pleasure. 

Mia.

And now... all I can do is look at her.  

I told myself to be patient. But it was so hard. Seeing her removing her boots made me feel heated. Much more when she removed her sweater and jeans. My body ignited. I was on fire!

She is so sexy. Gorgeous. Beautiful. 

I looked down and saw how aroused I was. Dammit! I need a cold shower now.

I remembered being so upset earlier. She was talking to that Telenovela actor. It became depressing and painful to see her falling in love with another man. I never thought that she would fall for another man... other than me. 

She loves him. I heard her said several times. They even talked about their wedding. F*ckingshit!

I have to stop them. I have to stop her.

Mia will not marry him. She will marry me. I love her. Yes. I still love her, so much. I will do anything to have her back in my life. Her mind, her heart, her body and soul. I'm going to fight for her.

I took a shower and get dressed. Then I watched Mia sleeping. She was talking on her sleep. I listened to what she was saying, but couldn't figure out a word. Shew as murmuring.

I decided to go to the office for a while and checked about the latest development of the  venture we were working. 

Our family owned an oil and airline Company. It was passed on from my grandfather, Draco Valiente. My dad, Rafael Valiente started putting up five star hotels. He was influenced by my mom's family, the Monteiros. My grandfather, Enrique Monteiro was a famous hotel magnate in New York.

I have two brothers, Franco and Manuel. The three of us ran our family's business. As the eldest, I managed the biggest company. The Valiente Oil Company.

Next to me was Franco. He was always the good boy among the three of us. Achiever in school. Never did anything wrong. Workaholic. Always known as Mr. Perfect. Became people's choice of the most sexiest young billionaire last year. He was a replica of our grandpa, Draco Valiente. He ran the airline company. 

Then  my  brother, Manuel. The notorious playboy. He had a habit of making girls cry. He charms them, then discards them easily. He managed the Valiente chain of hotels.