XAVIER’S P.O.V
“She is just like her father, they don’t care about anyone or anything at all” I said, pacing back and forth of my room. Mark listened silently afraid to utter a word. “She claims that she loves me, what a lie that is!!!” I laughed. “She acted so innocent this whole time, she almost had me fooled. If you didn’t place that bug on her phone we would have never known what she was up to! That little b****, oh I hate her so much” I spat out my anger and took a sip of my whiskey. “I haven’t had a blink of sleep hearing her cries since I locked her in there three days ago. She stops, giving the mansion peace for a few minutes and then it starts again. That excruciating, haunting cries of the devil’s daughter” I said, pouring another glass of whiskey. “Can I top you up?” I asked, n
