**Xavier**
"Let go of me, Xavy! What are you doing? You're hurting me!" Trisha’s voice cracked as she struggled in my grip. "You're choking me..stop it! Please!"
But I didn’t let go.
Not yet.
I wanted her to feel it.
The pressure. The fear..
She needed to understand what crossing me looked like.
Her nails dug into my wrist, desperate. I saw the panic in her eyes, saw the tears forming. Her body trembled.
Only then did I finally release her.
She stumbled back, coughing, hands clutching her throat. Her eyes were bloodshot. Her lips quivered.
Good.
"I warned you, Trisha," I said, my voice ice. "Don’t f*****g cross me again."
"You’re insane!" she gasped, trying to breathe. "How dare you do that to me!?"
She looked at me like I was a monster. Maybe I was.
"What did I do wrong?" sh
