XANDERDonovan is that one annoying sibling that won’t take your simple answer for what it is and leave you the fuck alone. He asked what I was wearing, I said it was nothing.Any decent human being would let it go and mind his own fucking business. Not Donovan though. He kept pushing and bugging me to tell him what was going on.“You can’t just decide to start wearing that after centuries of keeping it away.” He argued. “Now tell me for the last time. What. The. Fuck. Is. Going. On?”“You stressing each word is not going to make me tell you what I don’t want to.” I told him honestly.He growls, not liking that. I gave a carless shrug and looked back at my computer. My forehead creases when I don’t see Adriana on the bed, where she last was.I panicked for about five seconds before I found her figure standing by the window. I relaxed in my seat, knowing there is no way she would try something as stupid as climbing out of it. My room is on the fourth floor, which she can easily see wit
ADRIANAI’m guessing I didn’t think this through. And I definitely underestimated Xander’s strength, or his resilience.If this has never worked before, then I really hope it does now. I need the ground to open up and swallow me, like, right this minute before Xander fully has control over his body.I’m bloody, he is bloody. But he doesn’t look hurt.The psychopath is looking at me with hunger. Something dark is lurking in his eyes. The emotions I was hoping to see are nowhere to be found.Hurt and pain.There is none of that. The man seems weirdly happy about what is happening.I should have hit him in the heart. Maybe that’ll finally get the stupid smile off his face. How did he even get here so fast? I have no idea which side of the house he was in, but it couldn’t have been close.He would have done something to stop me from destroying his things. Right? Then again, this could be a coincidence. But if you know how calculating Xander is, you’ll know nothing is a coincidence when it
XANDERI’ve got a skip in my step as we walk up the stairs with Adriana.I’m sure anyone could smell her nervousness from a mile away. It didn’t help that she was making it extremely obvious. Her breathing was coming out in short ragged pants.I’ve asked her if she was okay four times now. And we haven't even gotten up the second flight of stairs.I didn’t want any surprises. Or finding out she was sick and it wasn’t just a ploy to distract me. When I volunteered to carry her over my shoulder. She stopped making any sound altogether.“I’m just kidding. I’ll carry you in my arms. You liked it the last time.”
ADRIANAMy plan to get on Xander’s nerves failed. He wasn’t pissed off, he didn’t look annoyed at all. He even offered me his office for the rest of the day until the room was renovated.I didn’t care to ask how they were going to do that in a day as it was none of my business. And I didn’t like how chill he was about it.He never even mentioned his clothes. Completely unbothered.I didn’t go with him to his office, choosing to be stubborn and staying in the room.“Your choice, love. But you’ll come begging and I’ll not have the time to answer you.” He says, walking to the door.He was moving slowly. Which I guess was his attempt to give me one last chance to change my mind. But I’m not a loser and I’m not going to back down. Also, if there is anything he is hiding in this room, the best to know is when everything is being picked apart.And you know who will be there to witness anything strange or interesting? Me. I’ll be here.Again, I was surprised when the workers started trooping
XANDER“Are you going to get some work done or will you keep spying on your little hostage?”I look up from the monitor long enough to glare at Donovan. Then I go back to watching Adriana’s clip.She is reading a book Daciana found and has been giggling and laughing to herself. It was a marvel to watch her be herself in that way. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her smile as much as she was doing right now.Not when she was here, though no-one expects that, or even with her mother. The few days I spent watching her through that mirror portal. She was never smiling like this.A possessive part of me was jealous she was finding something amusing and I wasn’t the reason for that. But a more delusional part of me was just happy she looked this free in my territory. Forget that I had nothing to do with it.That was how the voices in my head were in a constant battle with each other. The much darker and pessimistic side, and the hopeful and optimistic part. You could tell which of the two promo
ADRIANAYou can’t tell me Xander wants peace. I was minding my own business, reading a book. One Daciana was generous enough to lend me, when that tall asshole barged in like he owned the place.Oh wait, he does. And this is his room.Well, I didn’t ask to be here.I may not have chains or even be staying in a locked room, but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m a prisoner here. His prisoner.Xander is looking regal in a white dress shirt. The first two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his bulging biceps. He was showing off his goods and no one could convince me otherwise.If he’d just walked into the room and done his business then I wouldn't have cared.But why should he mind his business when he can mind mine? I believe that is his everyday motto because this couldn’t be normal.He walked to where I was on the bed and he just picked me up. I’m too shocked to even move, and since I wasn’t expecting what he did, I didn’t fight him.“Hey!” I yelled, hitting him with my book
XANDERI don’t know what came over me. I wasn’t sure if it was something new or just the old obsession I had with Adriana but the moment I walked into that room. I didn’t want to go outside again.And so, I did what any lovesick idiot like myself would do, I tried to make small talk.The only hitch in that plan is, I have no idea how to make small talk. It wasn’t a skill worth learning to me, so I never bothered.I grew up with people trying to befriend me. Doing everything they could to get in my favor. And as I got older and more powerful, the number of people wanting and seeking my validation grew by the day. It was always them trying to impress me, trying to get my attention.I didn’t know how to do that. I knew as much about raising kids as I did about wooing someone.Especially a woman. I had a whole harem of them waiting for me to do as I pleased with them. Women that would fall to their knees offering their soul if I so much as spared them a glance. And not just from harem, ma
ADRIANAFor a whole minute, Xander doesn’t say anything. He just watches me. Then he burst into laughter, loud laughter. Even throwing his head back and bracing himself with hand on my shoulder to steady himself. He was laughing so hard I wanted to punch him in the gut just so he would choke.Like he could hear me, his eyes snapped open. There was still laughter in his eyes even as he tried to regain composure. And a chuckle slips out here and there.“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He wipes under his eyes, shaking his head as he laughs a little bit more. “I want to hear what you said one last time. Just repeat it for me, please.”I never thought I would hear the world ‘please’ leave his mouth. But I wasn’t in the mood to savor it. He was still laughing for some reason.Maybe he is crazy. He has seemed more crazy than not most of the time. Since I’ve been here. I can count the number of normal encounters we’ve had on one hand. I doubt there has even been any.“You think I don’t know the differ