"If you don't have the confidence to ask, you will never have the confidence to convince." ― Amit Kalantri

Deshawn stops and faces me as soon as we are a few meters away from Xandrous. When I look back at Xandrous, he was leaning against his car, facing us. His hands were crossed against his chest, his face is cold as the snow in the winter.

"I'm sorry for bothering you, Vicky, but I desperately need your help." Deshawn swallowed hard and looks at Xandrous' direction and then back at me. Shoving his hands in his pockets he spoke. "I know," he looks uncertain, and all the more I was curious what could be bothering him. "All of you thought I'm into women, but honestly—"

I already knew where his words heading. "You're a gay?" my eyes widened in surprise, interrupting him.

"Shhh..." he instinctively puts his palm over my mouth, silencing me while he looks around us. I followed his gaze and suddenly alarmed, for him. I didn't intend to shout it out. I was just shocked.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, still dumbfounded.

"My two brothers are coming back from and they are all expecting us to bring you home with me—"

"Why me?" I interrupted. My eyebrows suddenly met, frowning at him in confusion.

He looks at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, I ..." he looks down then back at me. "I was cornered. Remember that news that came around, when we dine together at Itsu? My family believed that I'm dating you and I confirmed it because I thought, they would never meet you anyway." He explains intently. "I'm sorry. I never thought they would still remember it. My brothers who were in the army wants to meet you, they are coming back in a week. I thought ..." he looks at me, his eyes filled with worries. I suddenly felt sorry for him. Meeting his family and pretend would be easy, but I'm not sure if Xandrous would agree.

"Deshawn, I understand you. I just don't know if Xandrous would agree," I told him what I'm thinking.

"He doesn't have to know, Vicky. I'll just introduce you and of course, we don't have to stay longer than a week. I just don't want my brothers to know that I'm gay, especially my father," he sighed deeply.

"I already agree to go with him tonight, back home," I said.

"I will go home next week. You can come after. I can pick you up at the airport," he looks determined. "Please, Vicky," he pleaded.

"Can I think it over?" I asked him.

His face looks sullen as he nodded. "Sure," his resigned voice made me feel all the more remorseful.

"I'll let you know my decision tomorrow. I'll send you an email," I said. Patting his shoulder, I met his crestfallen eyes.

"And can you do me a favor?" he asked before I turn my back.

"Sure," I said promptly.

"Nobody knew about my sexual identity. I hope you could keep it. Thank you, Vicky. I know you are not what people thought about you," he smiled and my heart swelled with pride.

"Your secret is safe with me," I smiled. "Goodnight, Deshawn," I said and he smiled, narrowing our gap, he pulled me for a brief hug. "I'll talk to you later," with that, I pivoted and headed towards Xandrous' direction. He stood straight as soon as I'm approaching him. His face looks detach and his gaze was directed at me, hard. I suddenly felt conscious at the intensity of his stare.

"What did he tell you that it took it so long, and do you have to pat him on the shoulder or hug you?" Xandrous asked in nagging voice, and I smiled.

I smell jealousy in his tone.

"You look so cute when you're jealous," I commented as I slid in the passenger seat, while he was holding the door for me. "Thank you, handsome!" I peck him on the lips when he leaned in to help me buckle my seatbelt and a smile broke out on his lips, looking satisfied.

Gosh, he looks so devilishly handsome when he does that. His eyes sparkled with mischief.

He drove straight to the tarmac where their private plane was waiting. It was past midnight when the plane took off.

Airborne ...

Xandrous was on his laptop working, emailing back his directors, so I decided to sleep. I leaned my back and close my eyes. My thoughts drifted to Deshawn and the favor he is asking. He looks worried and I could see how badly troubled he is.

I don't understand why he chose me? Sidney would surely jump into the idea. She has been chasing him, the girls said it.

"Hey," my eyes snapped open when I heard Xandrous' deep voice against my cheeks. Just when I realized he was hovering over me. His palms were resting on either side of me, on the armrests. He looks so calm and happy.

I smiled unconsciously. Sitting upright, I curled my hands around his neck. "Are you done working?" I whispered flirtatiously.

"Yes," he flashes me a playful smile. "Now, I had to work on you," he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively and I giggled.

"And what kind of work is that?" I bit my lower lip seductively and he swallowed hard as he looks down on my lips. Lifting me up by my waist, he pulled me towards him, my chest against his, then curled both hands around my waist.

"Exploring is my favorite job, especially exploring you," he grinned suggestively as his eyes met mine. They were dark and filled with lust. His voice was hoarse and I felt like my body is on fire. His lustful stare sent tingles down my spine.

I look around and I saw two of his flight attendant giggling at the corner of the galley, occasionally peeking through the dark blue curtain. When I caught one of them, they quickly went back to work and suppressed their smiles.

I just smiled and averted my gaze back to Xandrous, who was also staring at them. "Xandrous," I called softly for his attention. He stared back at me. My fingers stroking the back of his neck, playing with his thick hair.

I know he won't agree of the idea helping Deshawn but, I still want to let him know. With all the things that happened to us, because we didn't communicate well— caused a lot of misunderstandings — I don't want to repeat it again.

"Yes, baby?" flashing me a contented smile.

"I ..." my palms trailed down to his chest unconsciously, my eyes locked on his, "I mean, Deshawn needs help," I started.

He cocked his eyebrow, curiosity filled his handsome face. "What kind of help?" his tone held animosity.

I suddenly felt uncertain when his eyes sharpened, but I have no choice and then I remember, if I'll tell him I need to help him pretend his girlfriend, he will know his secret.

God, it never dawned on me. I promised Deshawn to keep his secret.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously as I thought of a way to get him agreed and not be able to know the secret.

"Vicky?" Xandrous' voice drag me back to his presence.

"Er, his parents believed that we are dating. He was cornered when they confronted him, he confirmed it thinking they—"

I felt his hands around my waist, tightening. "FUCK HIM!" he cursed gruffly and I winced instinctively, both of the intensity of his tone, and his grip on my waist. He suddenly released me, pulling himself away from me and sat on the chair he vacated. He leaned against it and cross his hands over his chest, staring at me, hard. His jaws tightened, and I swallowed thickly. He looks royally pissed.

I opened my mouth to say something but closes it again since I can't find the words I want to say because he was staring at me, hard and sharp. Disapproval filled his handsome face. His lips were pressed tightly. His jaws flex occasionally.

I crossed my arms over my chest — feeling the irritation growing — and stared at him as I let out a lungful of sighed. I hate it when he is mad. He looks really cold and detached when he's frowning. With his bushy eyebrows pressed tightly together, he still looks dangerously handsome.

I drop my hands on my side and stood in between his knees. "Please, don't be mad," I cajoled sweetly. His face starts to soften and his eyes darkened.

"So what does he wants now?" he growled gruffly through clenched teeth. I sat on his lap and curled my hands around his neck. Maybe this would work. I felt his arousals poking my bottom, causing the heat in between my legs. I instinctively squeeze my legs tighter and regretted this decision. I could feel my cheeks so hot, my body suddenly excited.

I ignored the desire that suddenly courses through my veins and paid attention to the matter at hand. "He just wants me to pretend to be his girlfriend just to shut it up his siblings," I said casually. Cupping his jaws with my palms, I felt him nuzzle into my hands. He turns his head and kisses my palms, twice. My heart melted at the simple gesture.

"So," I pressed on.

He gingerly pulled my hands off his face and stared at my eyes. "FUCKING NO! THAT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!" he grumbled loudly, and I stood up huffing in frustration, but he quickly grabs my waist and pulled me back on his lap. I let out a startled yelp, cursing him after.

"You're such a jerk!" I hissed at him. He didn't say anything. His face gave nothing away to my annoyance. He didn't even say sorry.

He's so barbaric! Why did I love this guy? I tried to remind myself.

I glared at him. "I'm sorry," he said, but his voice is emotionless.

"You don't mean it," I whined which I didn't intend to sound like that.

"I mean it. I just don't like the fucking idea!"

I shifted my body and face him, still sitting on his lap. "I'll just pretend, and we don't have to stay there longer than a week. They have been bugging him about his love life, and he doesn't know what to say when they saw that photos of us, especially they didn't give him a chance to get away with it. And to shut them up, he confirms it, not knowing that they would bug him after," I explained patiently.

His face crinkled. "And you are really considering his plan? And why you? I'm sure a lot of girls would want to be his girlfriend. And why would he needs to get someone to pretend if he can get anyone to be his girl for a week?" Xandrous rambled continuously, his face disgruntled as he expresses his opinion. And as smart as he is, he was right. He has a point and I never thought about it.

Stupid of me.

Now, I'm cornered. I have no choice but to tell him the truth. I promised Deshawn.

God, I promised him.

"Fine, forget it!" I said as I stood up, but then again, he pulled me back on his lap.

"I'm already enjoying you on my lap," he smiled and I rolled my eyes at him, ignoring his bulging crotch underneath my asses. He let out a low sexy chuckle, then he pressed his cheeks against my back and occasionally kissing my back which causes a fire, burning me carnally inside.

His hot breath fanning against my skin, through the thin fabric of my black dress, felt like a matchstick, igniting the desire within me, arousing it, causing my whole body to tense up with excitement. It's been a while I've let someone so close as this.

His hands brush my back over my dress and trace every bump of my spine. "Xandrous?" I rasped.

"Hmm.." he kissed my back while his hand was caressing me softly and slowly snaking upwards to my breasts. I unconsciously let out a soft moan, closing my eyes instinctively.

Suddenly, his muscular arm slid under my knees, then I felt being lifted up and my eyes snapped open. My hands automatically wrap around his neck when he stood up with me in his arms, carrying me in a bridal style. I saw the two attendant at the corner of my eyes, giddily giggling. I felt all my blood rushes over my cheeks and settled there.

Xandrous walks to the cabin in the back. He kicks the ajar door open and waltzes in. Kicking the door shut, he walks to the bed and gingerly put me down.

He bends down and took off my shoes, delicately. Then he places my shoes on the floor. I hauled myself up until the middle of the bed and lay flat on my back as I watch him took his shoes off sexily, then to his crisp blue shirt. The way he unbuttoned them looks so sexy to me, while his see green eyes trained on me.

I unconsciously bit my bottom lip as I waited for him to fully done unbuttoning his shirt. I felt my throat ran dry when his pecs were exposed.

It looks deliciously sexy. He slowly tugs off his shirt and I swallowed thickly as I feasted on his divine upper body. His pecs were like sculpted like arts, and his abs were ripped. He works on his black trousers next. Undoing his fly then ease them down, then off his long legs, leaving only his boxers on. He stood at the edge of the bed, looking mighty fine, dangerously sexy, and more than ready to fulfill any sexual fantasies.

He smirked sexily crawling on the bed and on top of me. My eyes never left his. Filled with lust, matching his. My heart pounding erratically against my ribcage, feeling like it was beating in my ears.

"Like what you see?" he grinned suggestively and I smiled sweetly. He lay on top of me, propping his elbows on the bed, on either side of me, avoiding to put all his weight on me. He swallowed hard as he traced my face obsessively. "You are so beautiful," he drawled huskily, brushing the strands away that were covering my cheeks. His simple touch sending chills throughout my body. The carnal tension that filled the room, starting to suffocate me.

I swallowed hard as I brought my palms to his chest, feeling the hardness of his nice pecs that I've been wanting to touch it, to run my palm along the indent. And it felt so deliciously good. His pecs were ripped. I trailed my palms down to his abs, the six ripped packs, that every man was dying to have.

Xandrous held my chin in between his thumb and index finger and slowly tilted it up until our eyes met. His lips descended onto mine, and brushing it softly, teasingly. My hands automatically curled around his neck, then my fingers ran through his thick hair, tangling in it, pulling him closer to me as I met his kisses. He grunted and his kisses became aggressive. His hands skimming my soft sides, down to my thighs. Slipping his hand inside my dress, he tugs the hem up to my chest and he kisses my chest, nipping it. "Raise your hands," he whispered and then eases my dress off as soon as I obliged.

He slid his hand under my back and unhook my bra as he leaned down and captured my lips. I instinctively kissed him back, opening my mouth to welcome his firm yet soft tongue. He grunted as he traced the linings of my underwear, my core twitched in excitement.

His tongue massages my walls, swirling, exploring, and consuming me. I let out a soft moan when he squeezes my bottom. He caught my tongue and bite it briefly, then sucked it hard, making me moan loudly. I heard the ripping sound of a fabric and I realized, it was my think underwear. His touch doubled the desire that was consuming me.

"Fucking damnation, you tasted amazing, baby!" he breathes gutturally. His kisses trailed down to the hollow of my neck, leaving hot kisses on his way down. He sucked my skin, and warm sensations seeping from me.

"Xandrous, please," I beg, unsure what I'm pleading for. My hands on his shoulder as he kissed my hardened nipple, his other hand kneading the other, giving the same attention. My upper body jerk up as a wave of pleasure courses throughout my veins at the assault of his tongue. He sucked my nipples, hard and I moaned loudly. It felt amazingly good.

His fingers then trailed down and stop in the middle of my legs. Nudging my legs with his legs, I parted it. His fingers found what he was looking for and tease my slits. My grip on his shoulder tightened as I felt another electrifying sensation, traveling down my spines.

His tongue worked its way down my body, over my stomach and down, sucking my skin occasionally and I ignored the fact that tomorrow, I will be covered with love bites. When I look at him, his face was in between my legs, and I felt all the blood rushes to my face as I watch him inspect me and then I saw him flick his tongue out to connect with my clit, and I gasp as he nuzzles into it. Licking my cl*t. My body shuddered deliciously. He held my thighs in place as he ravishes my feminity, and my fingers unconsciously tangled through his thick hair, pulling him closer.

"Oh yes," I moaned. I barely recognized the heavy sound that came from my throat, half grunt, half moan. When I look at him, he was looking at me through his lashes, his eyes were dark with lust. In a split second, I saw in his eyes how much he wanted me. I felt his finger thrust in, and I fell back, moaning loudly, his tongue licking and sucking my cl*t all the while his finger thrusting in and out, making me writhe under his assault.

"Come, baby," then he sucked my cl*t hard, inserting another finger. His trust picks up a pace and the overwhelming pleasures heightening. He licks and sucked my cl*t again, all the while his fingers thrusting in and out, fast and then hit my g-spot. My legs buckled, as my grasp of his hair tightens together with my walls around his fingers, then I release it. My body writhed with orgasm and it felt so amazingly good.

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A/N: I'm sorry guys for the very slow update. I hope this chapter makes it up to all of you. Thank you and have fun reading!