Chapter 8

Aria

He tucked his gun behind his belt looking down at me with desire in his eyes. Xavier walked closer to me, goosebumps spread throughout my whole body.

“No, I'm not taking off my clothes in here. This is a dressing room.”

He swept his tongue across his lower lips, his eyes didn't leave my body for a second, “Ari, baby, I didn't ask for your opinion. It wasn't a fucking request. And yes, this is a dressing room, so get fucking undressed.”

The way his voice came through was cold and stiff, this was not negotiable.

“On the count of three, I want everything gone. If you can summon the courage to shoot me in the fucking arm, then you can do the only thing I'm keeping you alive for.”

His words cut through like a sword. I can't believe that this is what I've been reduced to, a sex doll. “One.” I hear his voice barge into my thoughts. Before he can say anything, I pull off my top leaving only my bra.

“Two,” his voice is louder this time.

My hand moved to the buttons on my pants. I un