CHAPTER 25

ELLA'S POV

My senses were ransacked by his presence. Xavier. There he was, standing just meters away from my body, the pulsating beats of the music playing steadying my nerves as I started back at him. His presence stroke wagers in me, shivers running up my spine.

As usual, I masked my reaction with a facade that was almost slipping off. My connection with Xavier was intense, and despite my best efforts, he could always see through me.

Xavier’s gaze held a dangerous edge as he leaned closer. “You know, Ella, I remember the woman I met at the club four years ago. The one with the fire in her eyes and that seductive edge.”

I couldn’t help but shiver at the memory he evoked—those nights filled with reckless abandon and desire. He continued, his voice low and smooth. “You’re just this close to slipping into my arms again. I can see it.”

My heart raced as he took another step closer, the space between us diminishing. The warmth of his breath on my skin made it hard to keep my composure.