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Xavier's POV

I didn't love Almyra and couldn't care less if she was leaving, but there was no way I was going to sign a divorce if I didn't know what she was saying and who those people were.

"So that bitch got herself a man and was just feeding on Xavier all this while?" I heard my mom whisper out loud as I barged into the house. Thankfully, they weren’t there when I made a mockery of myself by chasing after her.

"What happened?" she asked, seeing my already dirty clothes, but I ignored her and entered the room, making sure to bang the door shut.

Shit!

I looked around the room, and all I could see was everything I had bought for her in the last two years. Now that I think about it, it makes me wonder where Mom and Kitara got the idea that she was after me for money, and that had been her agenda all along. The credit alert still haunted me.

She had sold her body or something else because I couldn’t explain how someone who, according to her data, was an orphan entered expensive cars and sent back millions of dollars without blinking… all because she wanted me to chase after her.

Xavier Farrell bows down to no woman. Time was all she needed, and I knew she would return crawling.

The thought that this was all just a ruse flashed, and I changed before heading back to work; I had work and had no time to entertain Almyra’s madness. I knew what she wanted, and I wasn’t going to give her that benefit of the doubt. This wasn’t her first time doing something up, and last time, Kitara had asked that I double her money, and it worked.

The reality that she may not be coming back dawned on me after a few days.

"Mr. Farrell, this is Almyra's lawyer, and I am calling regarding the divorce papers..."

"I won’t be signing shit until seeing her" I cut him shot; I had tried her line several things, but it seemed as though she had either blocked him or something was wrong.

"You won't be seeing her anytime soon, sir..."

The nerve for him to think that his words would make me cringe, "Then I would wait," and I ended the call with that. She had left wanting nothing, and that alone gave me sleepless nights. I wanted to see her before signing shit... was that too much to ask for?

A knock on my office door pulled me out of my reverie, and Kitara's call came in.

"Did you find her?" After muting Kitara's call, I barked at the agent who had just walked in.

I saw him visibly gulp before he stammered, "No, sir. This was the last picture I saw of her at the airport alongside a couple of men."

"Where to?" I asked, standing up, "For some reason, that information was refused to be given to me, and I was sent out after I mentioned your name."

What?

The man recoiled. "You came to tell me that you haven't found my wide, and all you have is a picture?" I yelled, not caring if the whole office knew what was going on. I needed to find my wide, and it had to be found now!

"Sir..."

"GET OUT!" I was already losing it, and he could lose more than a tooth if I lost

"FUCK!"

My phone rang once more, and when I picked up, Kitara's annoying voice came through: "Xavier, I have seen you... I don’t think I feel so good, those aches from..."

"Please tell me this isn't the reason you had the guts to dial my number even after I had ended the call before." Her gasp almost had me biting my words, but this wasn't the right time at all.

"I had employed someone to help you out, Kitara," I added, sounding more softly, and she sighed almost in relief, "So when am I seeing you next?"

"I am looking for my wife, Kitara." My eyes trailed down the envelope that contained the supposed picture of my wife with a couple of me.

"But Xavier, she never mattered and was obviously in for the money, so why..."

"Don’t call me again…I will call when I am less busy, Kitara. I am not your husband but your brother-in-law." She gasped but, with that, hung up, and I picked up the picture of Almyra alongside the men who had come for her - the same ones who had taken her away.

Where was she?

Days turned into eternity without Almyra. The silence, whenever I got home, was deafening, a constant reminder of her absence… It was her absence that opened my eyes to the comfy cycle of returning to her chats about her boring day.

I felt like a part of me had been ripped away, and I hated feeling this way. I couldn't eat, sleep, or focus on anything except the thought of her. 

She stirred up emotions I didn't want. I couldn't focus at work because I constantly wondered where Almyra was and what she was doing.

I knew I was a mess despite my desire to act normal; coming in terms of her disappearance, I almost felt like I was. I tried to act normal, drowning in despair and losing my grip on reality.

“What is this? I am hearing, Xavier?” 

It has been months, and the agents always met a dead end when it seemed they were going close. I was confident we hadn’t left any stone unturned, so where was my wife? 

“This place is a fucking wreck; Kitara requests for cleaning services right now!” She commanded before sitting beside me, “You stink, Xavier; what is happening?”

Almyra!

I had spent the past weeks checking every camera; maybe it was my anxiety after losing the contract I had spent two years to secure that pulled me back into searching for the woman that her leaving was ruining my life.

“How can I explain that you hated her and rated her like she didn’t matter, and when she left, you started acting crazy?”

“She returned every dime I had sent over the past two years,” I stiffened as Kitara snuggled into me and whispered how much she missed. “Not only that, but she left with this weirdly familiar man and disappeared from the face of the earth. Isn’t it something to worry about?”

Mom glared at me like she wanted to smack me. “Why didn’t you see it like a logical person would? She must have done an exchange.” Kitara purred in my ear. Was she always this clingy? 

“Exactly, she returned that amount of money without blinking; he must have offered her something more. Now get ready. There is a charity ball going on that night, and you must attend alongside Kitara, the CEO and director of Quantum Sphere will be there, we need this deal.”

My assistant had always informed me before her coming. I knew I had to attend, but I didn't want to.

We got to the venue on time, “You have been giving me this cold treatment, and I don’t think I understand, or did i dosomething?” Kitara whisper asked as we posed for the camera, ignoring snide comments.

She didn't do anything to me, thankfully, but clung desperately to my shirt, and no amount of times i tried to push her away.

“You have been getting on my nerves; I can't be at your beck and call again,” I coldly responded, and as we entered, she insisted on trailing behind as I greeted a few partners.

But then, just as the event was, Gasps suddenly erupted from the back of the hall, and even though I didn’t want to turn, that was until Mom said, “Funny how this lady has a striking resemblance to your ex-wife.”

My eyes traced their line of sight, and there she was....Almyra. She was dressed in a stunning red gown that hugged her curves in the right places. 

The room was now abuzz with whispers and gasps, and all eyes were fixed on her. She turned to meet my eyes and smirked. it was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was Almyra.

I found myself standing up, ignoring my mom, who tried pulling me down, and just as I was about move towards her, a scowl slowly appeased only face as a familiar face alongside three men widely appeared from nowhere.

Against my wish, I felt my heart race.

Who were these men?