The Untrappable Cat

Xavier sat in the cool, dim light of his office, the weight of solitude pressing against him like a physical force. It was suffocating, this silence—a month since Cathleen's voice had pierced through it, a month since their bodies had spoken the primal language they both understood so well.

"Sir, there has been a package delivered for you at the reception." Caleb's voice sliced through his brooding, an unwelcome interruption.

"Open it," Xavier commanded without looking up, his fingers curling before him.

The crisp sound of tearing paper cut through the room as Caleb complied. A momentary pause, then, "Sir, it's from madam."

In an instant, Xavier was on his feet, the chair clattering behind him. He snatched the envelope with a predatory swiftness that belied his usual composed demeanor. His heart hammered—anxious, expectant—as he tore into the missive.

Divorce papers.

A smirk twisted his lips, though his eyes were cold as steel. "She knows where I work, and I don't know shit about her,