60. Back To Where We Started

-Xenia-

It’s 4 am and I’m sitting in the passenger seat of this SUV, glaring at the disgustingly sexy man driving. We took a plane over, now we’re driving towards the mansion Kat is holed up in; not that I needed him to come with me, anyway.

“You know that I could’ve come here alone, right?”

“So you keep on telling me, but there’s no fucking way I would have let you come alone,” he says, repeating his possessive words and pissing me off more.

I cross my arms and turn away from him in a huff, but he only chuckles at this. “You’re such a fucking brat,” he comments, and as much as I want to argue with him about how much I’m not a brat, that would just prove his point.

So I shut up.

For the last few weeks, I’ve been worried sick about Kat. She didn’t contact me as promised and to say I’m going crazy is an understatement. Gabriel also found that she got rid of her cell phone, so there was no way for us to track her either - she wanted to completely disappear and she succeeded.

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