Xavier Pov
I walked down and directly to my car cause for the past few days I didn't feel like eating anything. The only thing I was living on was water.
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"What?" I scrunched my face in confusion while staring at Eva who was waiting for me at my office when I came.
"You see, I told you to not take help from the police because I knew something like this would happen. He isn't stupid to think you won't do anything. The place where he had kept Alyssa is bought by your father but it is in your name. So taking police help in this will affect your reputation, and he will surely find a way to blame all this on you." She said while handing me some property papers.
"But I can go there and ask them to clean that area cause it's my place, my possession, and they have to listen to me," I suggested on which she gave me a look saying 'You-joking-or-you-had-gone-crazy'
"Why look at me like this?" I inquired with a raised brow on which she stared
I sighed while sitting comfortably on the sofa as the girl beside me kept on drinking one after another glass of wine and I didn't stop her as it would be good to ask things from her when she would be drunk. "Two more please." The female slurred but I stopped the waiter asking him to not bring more drinks. It was weird, but I felt bad for making a girl drunk and getting all the information from her cause I have been always a nice guy. Never had hurt someone nor interfered in others' life and if someone would think from my point of view I wasn't wrong right now too. Sure I had one-night stands and a reputation as a rude playboy but it didn't mean I was really like that. The girls would know what they were getting themself into and I have always been nice to them. Even today, I wouldn't hurt this woman badly until she would help me and wouldn't cross her lines. Fearing that too many drinks might cause her to pass out which wouldn't be at a
Late at night with cold winds blowing and nothing but silence surrounding me. Suddenly, a man in all black came from behind and tapped my shoulder. What should have I felt at this very time? Right, I got heebie-jeebies thinking who it could be. "Sir." Frowning I turned back to see a man whose face was covered with a black mask, only his eyes and scar could be seen. "What did you say? No, firstly, who are you?" I questioned calming my running heart that jumped when this man came out of nowhere. "I'm the man your father send last time too. This letter, he wanted me to give this to you." Confused I took the white envelope as the man backed away and turned to go from where he came from. Soon he was mixing with darkness and then gone. I was standing all on my own, feeling sad, confused, and had a lot more emotions spreading through me. A sad smile made its place on my face as I remembered Alyssa telling me just how much she liked sitt
Xavier Pov The bullets were flying crazily in the air but I ran as fast as I could toward the figure. Heart beating with an abnormal speed my mind rode my body to that place, I couldn't stop even when I was afraid of what I would see. 'Is the figure really who I think it is?' A feeling of uncertainty stirred in my chest, 'am I ready to see what is in front of me?' The only street light that was shining dimly, giving just a little help for me to see around, was making it hard for me to take a look at my surrounding still I couldn't fail to notice the person who was running towards me. My speed increased to double when the figure cried in pain and was about to fall. Just a second before she could drop down my hands touched her back. My heart leaped in my throat as I felt many emotions swirling within me. I had never felt this overwhelmed by emotions but right now staring at the girl's face that I craved to see made me forget ever
After meeting most of the people which included my sister and friends, it was evening already. I was quite shocked after seeing some employees at the company, who were my friends, also came to meet me. But Andrew wasn't that pleased with some males visiting me and on the top who my husband didn't like was William, the fellow who had made my man jealous many times. "Aren't you tired of sitting on that plastic chair?" I questioned the male randomly who came just now to meet me after work, he went to the company as I forced him to focus on the work because Adrian could take advantage of him not giving attention to the work. But at night he had been staying at the hospital looking after me. I had told him to rest, Noah had said that he could stay with me or any other friend of mine could be with me here but my husband wouldn't listen. He said 'how can I sleep at home peacefully when my mind would keep drifting towards the thoughts like how is my wif
Sitting on the hair I typed the words gash as much speed as I could knowing this document was needed by Andrew for an upcoming meeting. After checking some other files I stood up to walk towards his office, suppressing the pain that shot through my stomach cause I bent down to get the fallen paper from the floor, I heard the male shout on the way. "Do you even know how much this mistake of yours will cost us? I have a meeting in thirty minutes, can do you it all again!?" He seemed angry and was shouting at the top of his lungs. For some past days, he had been shouting and being too harsh with other employees. Not only that, he had been stressing and overworking all the time. On top of all this, he wasn't letting me know about any of his problems. He has acted normal and has been a nice polite, and caring husband but I could see through his mask of calmness. He has been worrying about many things but I couldn't get what was making him like
Some days were just sad, and gloomy and they gave me bad bines. I felt uncomfortable and my heart didn't feel at rest too. Walking around with a straight face while zoning out here and there was quite common on these types of days. Today, for me, it was one of those days, I still have to ask Andrew about my phone that I left in the office when those men took me away. But for now, I didn't have anything to do except lay on the bed and stare at the ceiling. It was early in the morning and my husband was for the first time sleeping peacefully in his room on Sunday. When I went to see him for asking about something he was fast asleep. He had always tended to wake up early and it was a surprise to see him still at home, sleeping. Not wanting to disturb him I came back but now I didn't know what exactly to do. Drama? I didn't have any good one in mind and had finished one whole drama yesterday. Story? I couldn't read any cause of no phone or book available and library..... by that,
"You ain't going today?" My husband popped his head inside the room and once again I could see the big under-eye bags and disheveled condition of his. I sighed, not liking his appearance. It reminded me just how bad I was. I couldn't even make him happy and maybe he didn't believe in me enough to share his problem. Sitting up with a yawn I rubbed my eyes, last night I couldn't sleep because my mind was filled with different thoughts about Andrew, Adrian, and my friend who seemed to have a feeling for a guy for the first time, but he was being stupid. "No, I completed every work yesterday and had given everything to Emma who will pass it on to you today." He frowned before stepping into my room and lightly closing the door behind him. "Why, are you not feeling well?" He looked like he had lost some weight as his shirt wasn't as tightly hugging his body as it would always. He hasn't been eating anything other than water and it was worrying me now, but he wouldn't ever listen to me.
It is hard to do something that you don't want to but at the same time, you want to do it. My mind and heart were on different sides and they have torn me into two. Confused and frustrated, a mess. Not only not knowing what side to choose but preventing myself from choosing any bad thing that I might regret later. For me, it wasn't new. I had chosen the worst every single time for myself until.....Andrew came knocking on my door asking me to marry him and for that, he gave me money too. I heard people saying that wealth could make people powerful and they could buy anything....anyone. Put the right person on the wrong path but never did I think that I would be one of those who would give herself for money. I agreed to live with a stranger and then have a child with him as long as he was giving me money, but wasn't it the best thing I ever did in my life? A thing thought to be a mistake became my best decision, that one 'yes' changed my whole life upside down. Once a poor girl who