[STORY] THE X-FAMILY (Season 02 Episode 14)

Episode 14.

Octavia kept thinking throughout the walk to the Master’s room. She couldn’t deny feeling so nervous; so so nervous.

What if he wants to punish her for leaving the clan? Or punish her for making him do whatever he did to bring her out?

Oh! She felt she was in a lot of trouble. And the worst part, she was feeling so sick and tired.

With the guard still holding her arm, they arrived at his doorstep and knocked and after some seconds, his deep, yet sweet masculine voice replied:
“Let her in”.

The boys understood he wanted only Octavia in and without hesitation, they opened the door and signaled her to go in and she did.

She took in a deep anxious breath as she walked into the room which was a little dark. The dim lights were the only things helping matters else, it would’ve been completely dark.

Unlike the other times when she’d have been welcomed by acrid smells of cigarette, this time around, it was a sweet fragenads. Seems Khalid wasn’t smoking today.

She looked and found him in front of the table, pouring himself some drink.

“G…Good evening, Master” she greeted with a bow immediately, holding her hands together so they don’t visibly shake.

He decanted the amount he wanted, then lifted the half filled glass and walked towards her.

She noticed he was looking a little different. His dark eyes didn’t change tho, but there was something different.

He stood in front of her, not saying a word, just staring into her face.

Octavia’s gaze was lowered to the floor, wondering why he was staring that way at her. Could he be thinking of the right punishment to serve her?

Well, what else could it be if not s*x? And in her state, she wasn’t ready to have s*x. She might not survive it. So, that’d really be a big punishment to her.

Khalid sipped from his glass, then finally asked:
“Why did you go back to the hospital, Octavia!”

Octavia’s heart skipped along with the question.

Oh! Of course, she’s been expecting it; expecting that question.

She bit her lower lip, hoping she gets pass this moment.

“I’m… I’m sorry Master, I was just… I still needed to go back for check up for the… problem I told you about” she gulped hard, her head bowed the whole time.

“What problem?” Khalid scoffed. “You never told me the exact name of your problem” .

To that, Octavia couldn’t say a word. So, she just kept her head bowed, awaiting the worst.

Khalid sipped from his drink again and looked at her, down to her toes.

“You covered in dirts” he said. “Go take a shower”.

Octavia felt a little relief, but was surprised tho. He really wanted her to take a shower? Meaning…he was letting her go? Maybe for the meantime?

Oh! Of course, he wanted her to shower and make herself clean so he could use her properly.

“T… Thank you, Master” she bowed and tried walking away.

“Use mine” his cold voice stopped her and she looked at him.

Hold on; Whaaat??? Use his??? Is he…is he being serious?? Or just playing with her emotions?

He drank from his glass again and walked away, leaving her to wander all she wanted.

And when Octavia was done wandering, she thanked him and walked into the bathroom.
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As soon as she banged the door, she heaved a huge sigh and leaned on it.

Oh, God! She had no idea she’s been holding her breath the whole time. Gosh!

She brushed her fingers into her hair and released deep breaths, and next, she slided to the floor, sitting on it.

Goodness! Her waist,it was hurting so bad. She felt so much pains and weaknss and really needed some rest. But being in Khalid’s room, she doubt if she’d ever have something like that.

She stayed there on the floor for a long time, trying to relax her waist. But when she suddenly remembered it wasn’t her room, she decided to hurry up and leave.

So, she stood up, undressed and got into the shower.
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She tried making the shower as snappy as possible and as she did, every part of her body ached her – her skin…

She really needed some sleep and needed to find a way to excuse herself from Khalid. She just needed to find a way.

When she was done bathing, she looked around and discovered there were no towels in the bathroom, and her old clothes had become extremely dirty,she couldn’t repeat them.

Oh-oh. What does she do? She didn’t even think about it before going in for the bath?

She stood confused, and looked around. How does she get out of this, huh? It seems the only option she had was repeating the old clothes. But it had become too dirty and wet.

“Come out, Octavia” she heard Khalid’s voice and her eyes dilated in shock.

Huh?

Did he just…talk to her?

She stayed muted and just stared at the door, trying to figure who he’d been referring to, because it really couldn’t be her.

“Octavia…I said come out” his voice came again and this time around, she confirmed he was really referring to her.

Oh God!

Guess she had no other option but repeating the old clothes.

She bent to pick them from the floor, but his cold voice stopped her again.

“Without the clothes”.

Hold on…Whaaat??? Was he watching her in anyway?? What’s going on?

She gasped and looked around, trying to see if there was a CCTV or something, but there wasn’t.

He… really wanted her to walk out n@ked?

Good lord!

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Somewhere in Paris✍️

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Becca stood paced around the room, her right hand at akimbo as she listened to the phone call.

“So,you mean Octavia is pregnant? Like…you’re so sure of it?” She asked, finding the whole thing hard to believe.

“Exactly, Becca” Pamela replied. “Only a few people in the clan know about this – very few. And I happen to be among the few.

Becca scoffed.

“Has Khalid asked her to get rid of it?” She asked.

“Not yet. But according to what I heard, Khalid risked our only defense, trying to rescue when he’d gotten to know she was pregnant”.

What the….

Becca clenched her fists angrily, her teeth gritting.

“Thank you for the information,Pamela” she scoffed and ended the call.

She walked angrily round the room. Octavia was pregnant? For Khalid?

“Nasa!” She called and her maid came running out to her.

“Yes, ma’am”.

Becca turned angrily at her.

“Get the tickets ready. It’s time to go home” she said with a grin.
To Be Continued… . . .