My Secret Temptation

XVIII- "Welcome Home"

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Suicide and Neglect. Read with precaution.

Xaviers' POV

My assistant's voice blared through the office phone "Ms. Sanders is here to talk about your interior design plans. Should I send her in?"

"Yes. At once please Lydia." I rested my chin on my index finger.

My door peered open to see Kaia in another tight burgundy dress with the same black stilettos I bought for her birthday.

She extended her hand and showed off her neatly done acrylics, we connected.

"Good Morning Mr. Carter. As you know I'm here to review the plans in designing your penthouse." She sat her fine ass in the chair directly in front of my desk.

"Yes, Ms. Sanders I'm well aware. I thank you for coming in the office so early. I wanted this time to allow us what I expect and envision for my house." She nodded in response and took out a blueprint of the penthouse.

"I contacted your real estate agent to get a feel of the house. I understand that is 3,300 square feet allowing me a lot of room to work with. I just need to know the period of design you would like to incorporate." She focused her attention off the blueprint to me.

I'd be lying if I didn't enjoy her talking to me as a business associate. I was shocked she contacted my agent to get the blueprint. I felt myself stiffen when she referred to me as "Mr. Carter" in that tone.

"I'm really aiming for the house to be very contemporary and modern. I would love a few art pieces by a painter I know very well. She goes by Kaia S. I would greatly appreciate it." I chuckled. It was harder to be serious around her.

She looked so good I just wanted to bend her over on my desk. We spent the next half an hour ironing out minor details. I had all the trust in the world that she would so an amazing job.

Kaia's POV

2 weeks later

I was done with Xavier's penthouse and I honestly may have a career in this shit. I was so pleased with all the hard work that came into this house. And the check that came along with it made me even happier.

"All of the boxes with clothes can be placed in the master bedroom." I ordered the movers. The only thing that need to be added was Xavier's clothes.

I felt strong strides on the tile and looked up, no one other than Mr. Carter. The older one.

"I must admit this apartment is very impressive Kaia. You just may have a future in this." He placed a single finger on a counter and wiped the dust.

"It's nice to see you as well Mr. Carter." I sighed and wanted to roll my eyes so bad.

"So, my son has you in charge of designing his new penthouse. One thing I could say about the boy is that he always had good taste." He scoffed.

"So what does he planning on doing with himself anyway besides running my family name in the ground." It was my turn to scoff. This heartless piece of shit couldn't be serious.

"You know Mr. Carter, all he ever wanted was your approval and to feel like you loved him. YOUR son has spent more time in my family's home than yours. And since you're so damn worried about your company, he just signed a 56.7 million dollar deal with Maxwell Coleman. Something, if I'm not mistaken, you weren't able to do."