Xavier’s POV
“What do you want?” I asked, closing the distance between us. I could sense the tension coming from her, but I was determined to keep it under control.
Leaning in closer, I whispered in her ear, “What do you want?” Her legs faltered, and she almost stumbled, but I quickly caught her by the waist.
She moved out of my grasp, and a smile crept across my face. It thrilled me to see the effect I had on her.
She made her way to the bed and sat down, attempting to turn on her phone.
“So, you were saying?” I said, walking towards her.
“Nothing, nothing,” she replied hastily, adjusting her gown.
“You'll need to change into something else, that gown has obviously gone through a lot and is crying for help,” I said, laughing.
“I don't have anything to change into,” she replied.
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