Seducing The President novel Chapter 19

|| XAVIER'S POV ||

The ear piercing thunderstrokes continued outside constantly as I heard sky crashing tunes falling over the whole Silverstone City. My mind drove away a moment back when I spotted those scatered clothes spurted all over the couch.

Very very unexpectedly,I felt an undefined rage coursing through my entire mind at the thought of it. Logically speaking, that was her completely private issues but my fucking mind didn't find a damn logic to stop getting bothered for no reason.

When she earnestly bustled about the whole situation that perhaps her besty had fucked someone here, my mind subconsciously eased up as if a rain had poured down after a dry rough Summer day. She was sincere with her explanation that soothed over my raged heart quite fast.

I settled myself down on the couch before gazing through the transparent windows beside. The rain once again started pouring down heavily drenching the newborn leaves of nearby trees. I heard vague sound of utensils from the kitchen tingling against each others and subconsciously looked up on her way.

Her impatient figure was running all over the kitchen and tried to keep her working fast as much as possible.

I blurted out suddenly when she nearly slipped off a knife from her hand,

" Miss Young, don't be so rush. I am not in hurry,by the way."

She paused before shooting me a baffled look and nodded her head slightly.I chuckled inwardly at her stupefied expression and leant back against the soft leather of couch.

My eyes wandered around her middle sized apartment that contained three rooms. The interior decoration wasn't so lavishing like mine but it seemed modern and quite alluring. The guest room had two leatherette sofa sets, a tea table at middle and a fifty two inches LED TV hanging in front wall. The wall had different paintings mostly the scenario of natures thus I assumed that she might be nature friendly girl.

Snapping out from my scamming thoughts, I heard her slow and cautious footsteps coming over to me while holding a coffee mug nervously. She put it down on the table in ahead and offered me in a professional tone,

" Try it! I can't be so good like your chef by the way. Umm.. I need to change my cloths. I will be back in a minute."

I nodded my head slightly before reaching out for the espresso coffee. I saw her retreating back rushing inside her bedroom as I hualed up from my spot intending to see the pouring raindrops closely. Tiptoeing near the transparent glass door, I sipped the hot coffee relaxing peacefully but the next moment, I heard something unexpected that I never imagined not even in my nightmare.

A tiny yet odd tone echoed from my back leaving me completely frozen in my spot,

" Mommy.. Mommy.. you are back... Intruder.. We have an intruder in our home..."

I choked on my coffee vigorously and almost roasted my lips in heat after coughing out loud. My face turned sour and incredibly pathetic as I shifted my gaze behind robotically.

She has a child here? Is she married or single mom?

As this vague thoughts concluded in my mind, I wandered my gaze around suspiciously to discover the source of that voice.I could feel my nerves tensing up in assumptions as each nanosecond crepted away.

What if she has a child? Does it matter to me?

I couldn't be bothered less as my eyes searched for the tiny one harshly.The following moment, my mouth fell open in awe as I spotted the mini home robot repeating his command standing at a far distance from me.

An awful lough or you can say relief escaped through my lips but the tiny robot started charging forward recklessly as if I was a gambler. My smile faded away quickly as soon as I noticed his back parted open and was aiming a knife towards me.

I was stunned, stupified for a moment before trying to stop him earnestly,

" No. No.. wait.. Hey.. robot.. I'm not any intruder. Your owner knows me."

Fuck! It doesn't listen to me!

As he approached nearer and I started stumbling backwards,her doorroom flew open in shot like a erupted volcano. Her louder voice bounced against the gravity as she roared towards her home robot unbelievably,

" What the fuck? Stressed tomato? Come here! He is my boss, jeez! "

Surprisingly, the robot paused at midway abruptly before accepting her command and phrased apologizotically in his steel voice,

" Stressed Tomato is sorry.. Stressed Tomato is sorry."

She ignored his words and shouted like an angry mom to the robot amusingly,