[STORY] THE X-FAMILY (Episode 22)

Episode 22.

Octavia had found her way to the kitchen all by herself. Yeah, she had vowed not to ask anyone else so she doesn’t meet more b’tches.

“Oh,my! Look whom we have here!! The blue eyes lady!” Paula giggled as soon as she spotted her.

She was putting on an apron and had been stirring something in a pot.

“Hi” Octavia forced a smile.
It almost looked fake on her.

“Hello there. How’re you doing?” Paula asked, warmly.
So warmly, it made Octavia feel relaxed.

“I’m fine, I guess. I need… something to eat”

“Oh! Of course. Take a seat and I’ll be done in a giffy” she winked at her and Octavia smiled and took a seat.

The kitchen was quite big and stuffed. There were only a few ladies working at the moment, but so many boys kept trooping on, coming to take food, drink, or something else.

In a short while, Paula attended to her with a sumptuous meal and she started eating immediately.

“In case you need anything, just signal me” Paula winked at her and walked away and Octavia focused on her meal.

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After a long while, she was done eating and she thanked Paula and left.

She returned to the room and quickly showered. Ah!! She’s been longing for this for a long time now.

She stayed under the shower for a long time, washing every part of her body properly.

She felt the door from the main room open and guessed Mica back back. She ought to.

But where has she been going all these while huh? She wasn’t so sure it was a mission because she was the only one who kept leaving. If it were to be a mission, she’d have gone with a lot of people, right?

Well…. she was still new into the system and perhaps, that was how Mica acted.

She rouded up with her bath, tied a towel round her and left.
Getting to the bedroom, she found Mica in the room, dressing some things.

Mica turned to look at her.

“Hey” she called lowly

“Um…good evening. You’re back” Octavia said.

“Yeah. I got the clothes for you. You can check them out and fix them in the wardrobe later on” Mica said and Octavia noticed the bag of clothes on the floor. Wow! It was much.

“Thank you” she smiled and went towards the bag.
She needed something to wear

“Did you…get the pills?” She swallowed hard and asked.

Oh! Please, she didn’t want to hear any more excuses.

Mica stared at her for a while before answering: “Yeah”.

She dipped her hand into her bag and brought out a tiny tab.

“Thank you” Octavia said gratefully as she collected the tab from her and opened it.
She reached for a bottle of water and with it, she gulped down the tab.

Ah! At last. She could go finally feel at ease.
“How was your training with Moscow today?” Mica asked as she resumed what she was doing.

“It was crazy, but I passed it. He made me steal from a policeman” she replied and Mica’s eyes dimmed immediately.

“What? Is he crazy??” She growled. “Damn it! I knew he was going to go beyond limits. You shouldn’t be stealing from from such dangerous people on your first day”.

Octavia thought of telling her of her encounter with the Master, but she quickly waved it off.

There was no need, was there?

She took out the cloth she wanted from the bag and wore it on. Wow! It was a short black town and looked really good on her.

“There’s a little house party going on in the other building, Octavia. Hurry up so we can join them” Mica said.

“I’m…. I’m not going” Octavia said repugnantly.

“You need to get used to this, Octavia!” Mica snapped.
“You can’t be a member of this clan and act secluded, you know? You need to learn how to flow. Come on!”

Octavia bent her head like a child being scolded. She hated parties; hated crowd.

Mica finished with what she was doing and urged how to go with her and Octavia, having no option, decided to follow her.

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Just like Mica said, it was a little house party by the members of the clan, just to dance and drink…nothing more.

Octavia felt so cringy as she walked in with Mica. The place was damn too noisy for her.

“Hey!! Blue eyes is here!!” One of the boys sniggered when he saw Octavia.

Octavia could barely survive there.

The room was almost dark, loud songs being played and halfly dressed ladies dancing on stage. How do they survive this?

She walked beside Mica and they found a table.

“You should drink this” Mica said as she handed her a glass of drink and Octavia gulped it down.

“Hi Mica” a lady showed up, looking really drunk.

Octavia quickly recognized her to be Mica’s room mate, the one that never sleeps in the room.

“What’s up bae? Can’t believe you’re still in this camp” Mica chuckled.

“Of course, I am. Been f**King my boyfriend’s ass. Come dance with me, blue eyes. Pleaase…”

Octavia scoffed and just stared down at the table, ignoring her.

“Hmph. I guess I should be on my way then” the lady laughed and scuttled off.

More thing’s happened and soon, Mica left Octavia to flow with some of her friends.

The party went on for a while and when everyone became tired bit by bit, they started dispersing.

Worst of it all, it started raining.

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Becca stood impatiently at the balcony the whole time,her eyes glued to the gate. Where could Khalid be? Why wasn’t he back?

It was so dark and late already and raining heavily. And worst of it all, his line wasn’t going through. Was he fine?

She was overly worried. Where could he be? Why wasn’t he back?

Well, Khalid was one powerful man and she knew she shouldn’t be worried about him. But still….

Shortly, she saw the gate opening and her heart beamed when she confirmed it was his cars.

Oh, perfect. At last.

She breathed out in relief as they drove speedily to the garage and boys rushed out of it, getting an umbrella ready.

The umbrella was opened and held up for Khalid who stepped out when his door was opened for him.

They ran towards the building and Becca couldn’t see him again, but after a while, he showed up, walking through the balcony where she stood.

“Khalid!” She called in excitement and ran to me.
He was dripping wet.

“Oh my! I was so worried”.

Khalid didn’t say a word but rushed towards the room. He needed to get the clothes off.

Becca followed him to the room and quickly helped him with the buttons of his shirt.

“You shouldn’t had waited for me” he said huskily as she worked.

“Yeah, I know. I just couldn’t help it. And your line wasn’t going through either” she pouted.

She noticed something on his shirt – some blood stains.

She paused and wondered if he was hurt.

“The party had gotten a little bloody like I said” Khalid answered the question in her mind.

“But…But you weren’t hurt, were you?” She asked but he didn’t reply.

She helped him take off the shirt and his killer skin came flashing at her. Thank goodness there was no new mark on him – meaning he wasn’t hurt from whatever might have happened at the party.

“Should I make you some tea while you shower?” She asked, but he didn’t reply.

She looked up at him and found his cold gaze on her.

K…. Khalid?” She called.

“I need pleasure. Get on your knees” he grunted and within a few seconds, she let her knees sink to the floor.

That was a command she was ready to obey at any moment, anywhere.

But at this moment…….
There was a little problem.

Without being told, she unhooked his belt, pulled down his trouser and brought his rod out of its position.

She stroke it first, moving her finger back and front before sliding it into her mouth.
She hummed in ecstasy, enjoying the essence. It was overwhelming and has always loved it.

Her cheeks were full and blown out as she worked on it while cupping his balls in his hands. She’s always been the perfect b’tch for him.

Khalid didn’t need to direct her or hold her hair as she knew how to do it perfectly.

In a while, she was done and she had his cum filled at the edge of her throat. He pulled out of her throat and she gulped everything down.

Khalid was highly arouse already and couldn’t wait to get started. He dragged her up by the hair and pushed her to the bed.

Becca’s heart beat heavily as she dared the moment that was fast approaching. He might get angry….

Khalid mounted on her and planted kisses into the hollows of her neck. His bare touch on her thighs made her shiver, made her wet.

He was too good at it.

She closed her eyes and moaned in ecstasy as he caressed her b**bs before moving his hand down to her tummy, then legs, and finally he pushed his hand beneath her short skirt to get rid of her pants. But something struck him;

Whaaaat???
He pulled his hand out immediately and moved away from her.

“Damn it! Becca, you’re on your flow??” He growled, his eyes portraying so much anger and disgust.

Becca’s heart skipped twice.

“I’m….I’m sorry, Khalid. It just started few hours ago. I…”

“Then why didn’t you tell me! You know how much I hate this, Becca” he cut her off angrily and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“I’m…. I’m sorry, Khalid. We can… make use of the back….” Her voice trailed off.

Khalid grunted and left the bed.

“Get out” he said.

“Khalid…”

“I said get out, Becca!!”

Shame and guilt washed over her as she jumped out of the bed. Tears were nearly burning her eyes and slowly, she walked away, out of the room.

Khalid stood angrily, facing the window.

He was highly arouse and his erection was almost becoming painful.

The hell, Becca just ruined him!

He itched his Jaws, deep in thoughts and finally, he reached for his phone and dialed the line of one of his guards.

Draco picked at the second beep.

“Get Octavia for me” he said with a grunt.
To Be Continued… . . .