Chapter Sixteen
The next day, Juliette and Jade came to Jayson's office to pick up Karen. They wanted her to accompany them to Austin for shopping. Karen called a pregnant Valentina for her measurements. She had taken a break from the boutique and concentrated on her pregnancy and Benny. She also called Scarlett and took her measurements. They all went in Juliette's car to a shopping mall in Austin. Jaden and Jayson would go with Chase later as both needed tuxedos to match Jayson's.
After all the purchases had been done, Juliette went to the parking lot to drop the shopping bags in the car trunk, and then to return to eat lunch. The others were ordering the food, so she hurriedly locked the car after keeping the bags. As she turned to leave, a hand covered her mouth and the other picked her up and walked effortlessly to a vacant store room nearby.
Xavion put her down and locked the door, holding her to himself. "How did you find me here Xavion?" She asked, perplexed. How did he know that she took leave from work and came to this mall?
"I have my ways," he said, pulling her close.
After that day at the office, she hadn't heard from him. She had seriously thought that he had moved on. Maybe he was busy having an affair with another girl. The thought made her very angry and frustrated with him.
"Please let me go. I don't want to be here with you," she said, struggling to break free.
"Just tell me again that you love me. Tell me you'll be mine, I'll go, " he insisted. Her eyes went round. Again? When did she ever tell him that she loves him?
"I never told you that before and I won't say it ever," she said stubbornly.
"You told me you loved me on that drunken night. I know you do," he said, remembering the night at the camping trip when she was drunk and when she confessed her love for him.
"Why don't you go to your Candice?" She asked, avoiding his eyes.
"She doesn't mean a thing to me," He said.
"I don't care. Then go back to your drugs, forget me," she said, again struggling to break free.
"I've left everything, Julie. You know it. Just say you're mine. I have only one addiction. That's you," he said, seriously.
"That can never happen, I don't trust you," she said.
"That's because you don't know me. There's only one way left for me. I'll abduct you to my island and make you know me better," he threatened.
"You're impossible. Please let me go. I'll never be yours." she said, vehemently.
"I won't let you be anyone else's also. I'll kill him if you even think about another man. Then I'll abduct you. You cannot escape me, Julie," he said, meaning every word he spoke.
"You're won't do that," she accused.
"You leave me no choice, " he said, shrugging. "Despite everything, I know you still love me as much as I love you,," he said and she shook her head vigorously.
"I don't," she said. He put his hand into his pocket and, leaving her, took out a pocket knife. Juliette's eyes widened in horror.
He slashed his palm with the knife in his hand, leaving a bleeding gash, exposed. Juliette gasped and picked up his hand, tears streaming down her face.
"Oh, what have you done, Xavi?" She cried as she tore a piece of her dress lining and cleaned his wound. Tearing another piece of her inner lining, she pressed it to the wound and bandaged it tightly to stop the bleeding. Xavion just stood like a statue and watched her, his eyes taking her tear-stricken face, her worried expression and the way she didn't care about her dress, the way she held his hand like it was a treasured thing, the way she blew over his wound, the way she kissed his wound after bandaging it.
When done, he just pulled her flush against him and smashed his lips to hers. He kissed her hungrily, trying to show her all the love that he felt for her. It was a deep deep kiss. A kiss that leaves one starry-eyed and dazed with desire, like a tornado of love had passed over them. His tongue tasted her sweet mouth lingeringly, making her cling to him to support her jelly like legs.
His mouth left hers abruptly, "Tell me again that you don't love me?" He said, briefly caressing her cheek.
Turning around he left without waiting for her reply. Juliette stood there like a statue. Every time he came, he left her a quivering mass of nerves and emotions. She loved him, but she didn't like his notorious ways. She didn't trust that he would ever leave his alcohol, drugs or women. She had avoided him since she met him in her first year at college. He had been pursuing her relentlessly since then.
Sighing heavily, she went out. Dragging her feet she went to her sister and Karen and slumped into the chair next to them.
"Hey Jules, what happened? What took you so long?" Asked a concerned Jade.
"Guess what?" She asked her.
"Don't tell me. Did Xavion the tornado sweep over you again?" Asked Jade, her eyes wide with shock.
"Yeah, how does he always know where I am?" Said Juliette.
"Maybe, he follows you?" Said Jade.
"Wait a minute, girls. Who's Xavion?" Asked a confused Karen.
"Oh, Xavion Alexander is Juliette's batchmate at college. He loves her. He's been pursuing her for the last five years. He's bad news, so Jules ignores him although she loves him," explained Jade.
"I don't love him, ok," said Juliette, her cheeks red with embarrassment.
"Oh yes, you do. You're just in denial," said Jade with conviction.
"Ok girls, relax. Let's eat please. Our food's turning cold. I need to get back to office before your brother comes hunting down here for me," said Karen as they all giggled.
So they all left and Karen returned to the office in one piece with her purchases much to Jayson's relief.
"What took you so long?" He asked, worriedly.
"We had lunch there after shopping," she explained and he nodded in understanding.
"It seems you enjoyed more without me," he said, unhappily.
"That's not true Jay, " she said, shyly.
"Then tell me what's true. Kiss me to prove that you missed me as much as I missed you," he demanded.
"Here, in the office?" She asked incredulously.
"Yeah, why, is that a problem?" He asked.
"Please, not here," she pleaded.
"Ok, at home then?" He asked and she nodded. He grinned happily and continued his work, thankfully
