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Chapter 48
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The cabin was too quiet.Not the peaceful kind of quiet—the kind that hummed with tension, vibrating just beneath the skin. Every shadow stretched too long, every creak of the floorboards felt too loud. Even the fire in the hearth seemed to burn with suspicion, its flicker casting more menace than warmth.I stood at the window, my fingertips brushing over the cold iron shutters. My reflection wavered against the faint glow of firelight, pale and restless, eyes hollowed by sleepless nights. Behind me, Xavier moved with an energy that seemed endless—sharpening knives, rechecking ammunition, pacing like a caged animal waiting for the fight to begin.This wasn’t just survival. This was preparation for war.And I was in the middle of it.I turned to face him, watching as he holstered a handgun with clinical precision. His movements were practiced, efficient, too smooth to belong to someone who’d only picked up weapons in moments of desperation. This was his world. A world he’d been born in
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The fire crackled faintly in the hearth, but its warmth never reached me. The cabin walls pressed in too tightly, shadows lingering in every corner like watchful eyes. I curled beneath the rough blanket Xavier had pulled over me, my hand resting protectively against my stomach.I wanted to believe in the illusion of safety. The bolted shutters, the locked doors, Xavier’s steady presence… but my mind wouldn’t let me. I could still hear that laugh—the distorted, guttural sound that had followed the shattering of glass in my bedroom. I could still feel the weight of that masked gaze marking me, claiming me.No amount of distance could erase it.Xavier paced the cabin floor with restless strides, his boots heavy against the wood. His movements were sharp, every line of his body taut with energy he couldn’t release. He wasn’t at peace here. He wasn’t at peace anywhere, not with that man still breathing.His voice from earlier whispered through me again, the words I’d overheard when he thou
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The street was too quiet.As soon as Xavier closed my car door, sealing me inside the faint smell of leather and gasoline, a cold stillness spread across the night. My pulse raced, my hands trembling as I pressed them into my lap. Through the windshield, I watched Xavier circle around the hood of the car like a predator scanning for threats. His every movement was sharp, honed—his eyes flicking between shadows, streetlights, and rooftops, searching.When he slid into the driver’s seat, the car seemed to exhale with me, the familiar weight of him both comforting and terrifying.“Seatbelt,” he said, his voice clipped.I fumbled for it, my fingers clumsy. The belt clicked into place, but it did nothing to ease the storm inside me.Xavier’s jaw was locked tight, his knuckles pale as he gripped the steering wheel. He didn’t start the car right away. Instead, he sat in silence, watching the rearview mirror. Watching the street. Watching everything.I opened my mouth to speak, but he lifted
Married to the arrogant senior Chapter 49
The silence after the fight was heavier than the crash of the window, thicker than the sound of shattering glass. It clung to the walls of my bedroom, clung to my skin, clung to the very air until it was hard to breathe.Xavier’s arms were still wrapped around me, anchoring me to the ground, but my whole body trembled like I’d been dropped into freezing water. My ears rang with the ghost of that laugh, that distorted sound the intruder had left behind.He wasn’t just here to scare us. He was here to claim something.Me.The baby.Us.Xavier’s chest heaved against my cheek as he held me close. I could feel his heart pounding steady but hard, a drumbeat of rage barely contained. His voice when it finally broke the silence was raw.“He won’t get near you again,” he muttered, low and vicious. “Not while I’m alive.”My father’s bat clattered to the ground. The sound jolted me. When I looked up, he stood there pale and shaking, his fists opening and closing like he didn’t know what to do wi
Married to the arrogant senior Chapter 48
The crash reverberated through the room, shattering the fragile standoff we’d been locked in. My heart thudded against my ribs so violently it hurt.Xavier moved like lightning, one arm sweeping me behind him, the other braced as if he were ready to strike at whatever came through that window. His body was taut, every muscle wired, every sense alert.For the first time, I saw my father’s expression falter. His fury wavered beneath something I hadn’t seen in him for years—fear.The glass trembled again, a shadow shifting beyond it. Slow. Deliberate. Watching.“Who the hell is out there?” my father hissed, his voice low, almost strangled. His earlier authority cracked like thin ice.Xavier didn’t answer. His eyes narrowed, trained on the window, his stance wide, protective. I could feel the heat of his body in front of me, steady and immovable, like a shield.The silence stretched too long. My breath came in shallow bursts. ThenTap. Tap. Tap.Knuckles, or claws, dragged across the glas
Married to the arrogant senior Chapter 47
The night was still, but my heart wasn’t.I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, one hand instinctively resting on my belly. The quiet thump of life inside me was both a comfort and a terrifying reminder, my secret was growing every day, becoming harder to hide.I’d convinced myself I could keep it under wraps until I figured out a way to tell Xavier, but his persistence lately was making that almost impossible. He kept showing up, kept trying to break down the walls I was desperately patching up.And I hated myself for craving him despite everything.The sound of my phone vibrating on the nightstand made me jolt. My pulse quickened when I saw his name on the screen.Xavier.I let it ring. My hands shook, betraying me.The vibration stopped. Relief barely settled in before it buzzed again. Another call. He wasn’t giving up tonight.“Arielle, please pick up,” his voicemail bled through after the third missed call. “I know you’re awake. I just… I can’t sleep without hearing your voice
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