Control.

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Asteria's POV There had to be something wrong with me. Xavier had gone to take a shower while I waited in his sitting room and I could not shake the nervous feeling that somehow found its way into me. My mind was going to dangerous places ever since I saw him today and it was weird and giving me a nervous feeling in the pit of me stomach. "Forgive me. If you need anything, you can fix yourself something to eat, anything at all" my head jerked to the voice of Xavier and I almost stumbled on my seat, if I wasn't already sitting, there was no telling if I wouldn't have fallen flat on my ass with the view before me. Xavier was completely shirtless with his very black sweat pants hanging loosely on his waist now, showing his Calvin Klein boxers. His chest was bare but had drops of wate

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