Xandeir Pov
"We can't change what has been done. But now, I'll make sure you are mine. Every inch of you belongs to me. Your smile, your body—they're all mine," I declared, not interested in mentioning that fool who would soon meet his end.
“What... what are you saying?” she stammered, covering herself.
I had to address her cluelessness; it was driving me crazy.
“Yes, Divya. I'll mark this body as my possession,” I said with a devilish grin.
“Eh?”
“Mark?”
She asked with a horrified expression.
I smiled and touched her face gently. Her trembling body begged for my touch.
It was clear that she felt the impact of my touch but refused to acknowledge it.
I was determined to make her acknowledge it.
I would show her what was missing in her life.
I would tell her she was mine, and no
