|Xavier's POV|
"You really need to stop interrupting me when I am about to kill someone who has been hurtful towards you." I whisper to her, cupping her cheeks, my eyes roaming over her ethereal face as I searched for any signs of new wounds or injuries.
Her lip looks completely healed and even the black eye isn't visible anymore; however, I know that it is all because of make up rather than her wounds actually healing.
I tilt her face slightly to the side and sigh in relief when I realise that I stopped the barbell from crushing her windpipe.
Oh, what a horror it had been the moment I had stepped into this room and heard those cruel words that the blonde b***h was screaming at Sage and the way she was begging her to help her but instead, I saw the way her facial expressions turned
