Xavier's P.O.V
It was like time had finally started. Now that Denise was finally gone, I didn't waste any time. I strode briskly to grab my car keys and the coolness of the metal in my hand as I made my way to the garage. I had left my white limousine ready for me, polished to perfection and matching my attire to the tee-a minor detail, but one that seemed just right today. Sliding into the driver's seat, an odd satisfaction washed over me. The world today seemed to be exactly in my control, just the way I wanted it to be.
As I stepped out of that mansion, the thoughts of Denise's little display crept right back into my mind and, I must admit, a slight smile tugged at my lips. She was and had always been a fool. I could not believe how easily she fell into the trap, convinced that Adrian
