Xavier
For the first time in a long while, I lost my temper.
Luca had made Emelie incredibly uncomfortable and, the moment she was no longer present to witness my stark rage, I felt my tight reign on my self-control snap. It wasn't something I was particularly proud of and my study was mostly in shambles, my desk snapped clear in half, chair broken from how hard I'd hit into Luca while he was seated on it. He'd taken the full brunt of the strike, both of us getting knocked through the wall connecting Emelie's room, leaving a gaping hole in it.
Somehow, I'd managed to get in just one solid hit before his command was back and I lost my ability to move freely.
"You've gotten faster," he admitted, rising to his feet, brushing off the drywall particles sticking to his clothing. "I didn't
