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Chapter 63- I killed a man ☠️

Author: lavy
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 13:30:52

Xavier's POV

The silence of the penthouse was usually a sanctuary, but tonight, it felt like a pressure cooker. I had burned through the week like a man possessed, trying to scrub the memory of her defiance and that phone call out of my system. The flight back had been restless. Even after the distractions of the city, my skin felt like it was crawling. I’d discarded my clothes the moment I stepped off the jet; the scent of the club, of other women, felt like a sickness.
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    Xavier’s POV The candlelight flickered across the table like it knew exactly what it was doing—casting her in that soft lavender glow that made every inch of her look edible. Astrid sat there picking at the last of her velvet cake, the silk of her gown stretched tight over her breasts with every shallow breath. That damn slit kept flashing thigh every time she crossed her legs, and I was one second away from dragging her onto my lap and forgetting the whole “civilized dinner” pretense. She’s still fighting it. My little enemy captive, the one who used to glare at me like I was the devil himself. Now she’s wearing the color I chose for her, blushing because I fed her from my spoon. One week away and she’s already cracking. Good. I want her addicted before she even realizes she’s mine. I leaned across the table again, spooning another slow bite of cake. “Open for me, Velvet.” Her dark eyes flicked up, a mix of defiance and something hotter. “You’re really enjoying this power trip, a

  • His velvet obsession     Chapter 63- I killed a man ☠️

    Xavier's POV The silence of the penthouse was usually a sanctuary, but tonight, it felt like a pressure cooker. I had burned through the week like a man possessed, trying to scrub the memory of her defiance and that phone call out of my system. The flight back had been restless. Even after the distractions of the city, my skin felt like it was crawling. I’d discarded my clothes the moment I stepped off the jet; the scent of the club, of other women, felt like a sickness. The only scent I wanted was the one that belonged to the girl currently haunting every corner of my mind. I stood by the window, Georgia skyline a jagged line of gold and shadow. I had been waiting since 6:00 PM. It was now 7:30 PM. The soft click of heels on marble echoed through the dining hall. I turned slowly, and for a moment, the air simply vanished from my lungs. She was descending the stairs like a vision carved from my own

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