She is the it for me

Cathleen rose from the tangled sheets, a frown creasing her forehead. Her feet found the plush carpet as she made for the door.

"Where are you going?" Xavier's voice, deep and commanding, anchored her to a halt.

"To my room, I need to freshen up," she replied without turning, her tone clipped and resolute.

"This is your room; this is where you belong. I've moved all your things to this room." The declaration was possessive, brooking no argument.

Cathleen spun around, the incredulity written stark across her features. "What?" She spat the word out like a curse. "What right do you have to move all my belongings to this room?"

Xavier's eyes, cold and unyielding, locked onto hers. "The right a husband has over his pregnant wife," he countered, his voice firm and dismissive of any protest. "I don't want to argue with you, and if you're going to start with the Olivia drama, know this—I have never been to this room with her."

He paused, his gaze never wavering. "Olivia knows my room to be th