Book 2 . Chapter 47

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Xavier wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand, wincing slightly but still managing a twisted smile. Sia stood in front of him, her arms folded across her chest, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. She looked at him like a puppet master admiring his perfectly executed performance.

“Come on, Xavier," she called to him in a bored tone. "No one’s here. Snap back to reality.”

He let out a deep huff, straightened his posture, and slowly pushed himself off the floor. Blood still trickled from his broken nose, mingling with the cut at the corner of his lip. But the pain was nothing compared to the twisted thrill he felt. He glanced up at Sia, who watched him with smug amusement.

“That’s incredible," she said with a smile that dripped with malice. "I had some doubts in the beginning, but I never realized just how perfectly this plan would fall into place.”

Xavier’s gaze shifted to the bed, which was now a disaster—sheets twisted, clothes scattered everywhere. His e