Chapter Fifty-eight

Nadia let out a quiet groan as he placed her on the big, nicely laid bed. He tightened his jaw when he saw how swollen her face had gotten now. Her neck and face were discoloured and there was evidence of bruises around her neck, face and ankles. The corner of her mouth was cracked and a coat of dried blood lined it. Xavier cursed.

“I know she can not be one of the captives because of what she is wearing and she looked better fed than the ones we saw. I also doubt you would do something like this, Angel…”

“I didn’t. I couldn’t…”

“Who did this and why? And who is she?” he asked in evident anger. Angel’s heart tightened.

“You are right, she is not a captive. Daniel Antonio Rufus attacked her because of her association with me…”

“You killed him…”

“I did.”

“I suppose this is the friend you mentioned?”

“Yes…”

“Tell me who she is, Angel…”

“Nadia Rufus…”

“Oh, shit! Please, tell me that last name is just coincidental…”

“She is his niece.”

“What?” Xavier said. Angel nodded, folding his arms