Xavier didn't know how many days it had been. He didn't know if it's even Christmas. He heard Christmas carols every night. The door opened and her mother entered with a tray of foods.

"You aren't eating well," Marga said. "I know that I am not a good cook." She put it on the table. "But this soup is great. I can say so because I tasted it and it isn't that bad." She smiled at him.

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Xavier sat up and looked at the time. Four-fifty in the afternoon.

"You need to get out," Marga said as she opened the curtains. She exhaled. "It's a beautiful day and you stay in the house. Go mingle!"

"I don't want to mingle," Xavier mumbled.

"Well, what are you gonna do?" She asked. "Just sulk here thinking about that girl again?" Marga crossed her arms.

Xavier sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

"Xavier, it's not the end of the world. Go out and have fun! Kylie is always there for you~~"

"I don't want to hear about that girl anymore!" Xavier screamed. Marga was shocked by what he did. "Mother, you won." Xavier exhaled. "I know that you like Kylie so much, but I don't love her."

"Xavier, I~~"

Xavier stood and exhaled.

"Mom, I'm sorry for shouting at you," Xavier said softly. "But please, let me be. I don't want you to say anything at the moment. I don't want you to tell me what to do."

Marga was shouted at by her son for the first time. He's always calmed and down to earth. But he had enough. However, he's her mother and she wanted the best for him. She thinks that Athena is not best for him. She knew well what the best thing for him was. Kylie is what she thought that is best. Their family owns banks in the city. She's rich and she loves Xavier.

��I will leave now. But at least, eat your food. Okay?" Marga said as she left and closed the door.

Xavier went to the table and sat down. He reached the hot chocolate and sipped on it. It tasted new. Maybe her mother bought a rich cocoa powder instead of the cheap chocolate drink. It tasted the same for him. But not the same whenever Athena would serve it to him. He didn't know why he would hate his mother. He had to accept to himself that although he loved his mother, he hated her too much for controlling him.

He sipped on the soup and it tasted better than before. Once he finished it, a distraction rang. He approached his phone at the bedside table and stared at Zendaya's number. He answered it and her hologram showed up.

"Hey,"

"Dude, seriously. You need to have a new phone."

Xavier only chuckled.

"Well, I sent a gift to you." She smiled. "In your address~~"

"H-How did you know~" He stopped. He just realized that he's talking to his boss.

"Xavier, you know me." Zendaya winked.

"Yeah," He mumbled. "I'll give the gift to you next year."

"You don't need to." Zendaya smiled tightly. "I don't need gifts, Xavier. I want my cousin to stop hurting."

"I'm sorry, but I can't~~"

"You can't because you are a coward. When are you going to stop letting someone decide for you? You need to decide for yourself, Xavier. I know that you decided to leave her, but it's not because of your good or for her good. It's for someone else. You love her so much and I know that she loves you too. She wouldn't get depressed when you stop texting for a day or contacting her for weeks. She wouldn't get mad seeing you with someone else if she didn't love."

"Zendy, I don't know what to say."

"Christmas is in two days. You need to at least enjoy it." Zendaya said. "But it'll be more fun if you are here. Merry Christmas, Xavier."

"Merry Christmas Zen."

Zendaya hung up and she sent him a link. He clicked it and watched as they had fun in the soccer field and boys were dancing in the other room as Esme taught them what to dance. He chuckled and watched everyone have fun. But there's Athena in the movie room, watching movies all by herself while others are having fun. Xavier pressed his lips. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to stay at her side and watch every movie with her.

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Athena left the audio room and went to her room to sulk and cry. But as time passed, she got tired of crying. She wanted to go out and have fun but her body just couldn't. Her mind is lazy. Maybe it's good staying depressed or doing nothing at all. She stared at the balcony. The cold wind entered her room. She kept it open always so the fresh air would enter.

"Athena!" Zendaya knocked on the door and it opened. "Hey, we are up for something downstairs. Let's go!"

"I am not in the mood, Zen."

"You are going to miss something big."

Athena sat up and she closed the balcony. Then, she dragged her body lousily outside her room. Zendaya pulled her and took her to the great room. Mason is sitting in the wheelchair and the boys are dancing in front of him like they are strippers.

"Wow," Athena bit her lip as she watched their top agents get crazy. Mason is laughing so hard and their girlfriends are throwing money on them.

"I will die early!" Mason shrieked as Jaxon shook his butt in front of Mason.

"Yeah, that's my girl! Shake it!" Aria said aloud as she took out the fake money and threw it to Jaxon.

Athena couldn't help but laugh so hard until she fell on the floor and leaned on the wall while holding her stomach.

Timothy is just a sidekick and Zendaya cheers him up. Other boys are shaking their booty and some are checking their makeup from the mirror before going in front of Mason dance front of him. Athena felt drained and her head felt like throbbing as she watched her brothers and triplets cousins dancing in front of Mason like gays.

"I don't want this anymore!" Mason shouted. "You are killing me."

Everything in here isn't meant for children. So, the kids are in their own room doing such things.

"That's my daughter! Go Jaxon!" Andel cheered up.

Camila, Christina, and Charlotte couldn't stop laughing as they watched their men dancing through Beyonce's songs. They even wore their sports bra just for that show as Mason's Welcome back party.

"Chels, please. I'm begging you." Mason begged Chelsea but Chelsea had no energy to take him out. She's rolling on the carpet laughing at whatever the boys are doing.

"Dad, I just find out that I'm gay," Tyron said to his dad, sounding like a girl. Gabriel looked at him from head to toe.

"It's alright. I'm willing to have another daughter." Gabriel said. Tyron creased his brows and covered his chest.

"Dad, I'm not really gay." Tyron moved away.

"But the clothes suit you," Gabriel said seriously.

"The fuck, dad! I'm not gay." He took out his wig and exhaled. "I'm done with this."

"Ty, you looked good," Gabriel said and Zachary who was beside him burst out laughing.

Tyron murmured curses.

At the same time, Mason is struggling. Or more like this is something worse than the torture that those Eagles did to him.

"Chels! Please!" He begged. His hands are in cuffs so he won't be able to push anyone who would grind on his lap. All he could do is show and wiggle his body so they would stop doing it. The more they do it, the more the fake bills rain on them.

Finally, they stop it and they start drinking while Mason is back in his room with Chelsea and Natalia nursing him. They get crazy and playthings. On the other hand, Cyra is taking all of the money from her cousins while Butler Samson on her side stands still with a bucket of wine beside him ready to serve it to her.

"Okay, are you sure that you are going to bet all of your chips?" She smirked.

"Yup, we are up for it." Her triplet's cousin from Alverez nodded. She lifted her glass wine and Butler Samson refilled it.

They showed their cards and she smirked as she showed hers. Butler Samson clapped his hands as the boys stood and almost broke things.

They don't have a choice but to transfer the money to her account. Then, Cyra transferred Butler Samson's bonus to his account. She stood and nearly stumbled. She felt dizzy.

"Alright, that's for all, I am off to bed." She lifted her drink and finished it.

Butler Samson held both of her elbows and gently led her upstairs.

"I can walk on my own," Cyra said.

"You can't." Butler Samson pressed his lips. He got impatient so he carried her in his arms and took her upstairs to her room.

"Tucker,"

"Yes, Lady Cyra?"

"Can you stay in my room?"