Xavier’s POV
I leaned back against the wall, watching her squirm like the little mouse she was. The blindfold covered her eyes, but it didn’t hide the way her hands trembled or how her breaths came in shaky bursts. Her nerves were obvious…pathetic.
“Look at her,” I whispered to Alexander, who stood beside me. “She’s not even our type. Not even close.” I said as I stared at her with disgust in my eyes.
He smirked, his gaze fixated on her, not with interest but with amusement. “Yeah, but she’s all we’ve got right now. And you know how we love to play with our food.” His lips curled upwards in a wicked smirk. Amongst us all, Alexander was the cruelest to women, he knew how to get them, make them go crazy over him, and then dump them, that’s why he was called “s*x god” by the ladies.
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