CHAPTER EIGHT

Xander stood there with his eyes fixed on Alvarez. They dropped to his hands, then back to his face.

“Boss, I just wanted to make sure she was okay.” Alvarez said as he dropped his hand from her waist. His voice was trembling.

“I can see you were just making sure she was okay.” Xander’s eyes were dead cold. The clench of his jaws could be seen at his temples.

“I- I am sorry boss,”

Xander raised his finger, then waved it slowly.

“No need for the apologies, I just have one question and I want you to answer it clearly,” he dropped his finger, then dug his thumbs into his pockets.

“What did I send you here to do exactly?”

“Sir, you instructed me to take her to her room.” Alvarez said as he stood up slowly.

“So what did you do?”

“Sir, I took her to her room.”

“And?” Xander said with his eyebrows raised.

“And nothing sir, I was wanted to see if she was okay.” Xander’s eyes sent waves of heat. It pierced through the skin of Athlea, then back at Alvarez. He began to walk slowly over to t